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           "It’sbehindtherestill!"shepursuedanxiously."Anditstirred.Whoisit?Ihopeitwillnotcomeoutwhenyouaregone!Oh!Nelly,theroomishaunted!I’mafraidofbeingalone!"

           Itookherhandinmine,andbidherbecomposed:forasuccessionofshuddersconvulsedherframe,andshewouldkeepstraininghergazetowardstheglass.

           "There’snobodyhere!"Iinsisted."ItwasyourselfMrs.Linton:youknewitawhilesince."

           "Myself!"shegasped,"andtheclockisstrikingtwelve!It’strue,then!that’sdreadful!"

           Herfingersclutchedtheclothes,andgatheredthemoverhereyes.Iattemptedtostealtothedoorwithanintentionofcallingherhusband;butIwassummonedbackbyapiercingshriek—theshawlhaddroppedfromtheframe.

           "Why,whatisthematter?"criedI."Whoiscowardnow?Wakeup!Thatistheglass—themirror,Mrs.Linton;andyouseeyourselfinit,andthereamItoo,byyourside."

           Tremblingandbewildered,sheheldmefast,butthehorrorgraduallypassedfromhercountenance;itspalenessgaveplacetoaglowofshame.

           "Oh,dear!IthoughtIwasathome,"shesighed."IthoughtIwaslyinginmychamberatWutheringHeights.BecauseI’mweak,mybraingotconfused,andIscreamedunconsciously.Don’tsayanything;butstaywithme.Idreadsleeping:mydreamsappallme."

           "Asoundsleepwoulddoyougood,ma’am,"Ianswered;"andIhopethissufferingwillpreventyourtryingstarvingagain."