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Chapter 13

           Anoath,andathreattosetThrottleronmeifIdidnot"frameoff,"rewardedmyperseverance.

           "Hey,Throttler,lad!"whisperedthelittlewretch,rousingahalf-bredbull-dogfromitslairinacorner."Now,wiltthoubeganging?"heaskedauthoritatively.

           Loveformylifeurgedacompliance;Isteppedoverthethresholdtowaittilltheothersshouldenter.Mr.Heathcliffwasnowherevisible;andJoseph,whomIfollowedtothestables,andrequestedtoaccompanymein,afterstaringandmutteringtohimself,screweduphisnose,andreplied:

           "Mim!mim!mim!DidiverChristianbodyhearaughtlikeit?Minchingun’munching!HowcanItellwhetyesay?"

           "Isay,Iwishyoutocomewithmeintothehouse!"Icried,thinkinghimdeaf,yethighlydisgustedathisrudeness.

           "Noneo’me!Igettensummutelsetodo,"heanswered,andcontinuedhiswork;movinghislanternjawsmeanwhile,andsurveyingmydressandcountenance(theformeragreatdealtoofine,butthelatter,I’msure,assadashecoulddesire)withsovereigncontempt.

           Iwalkedroundtheyard,andthroughawicket,toanotherdoor,atwhichItookthelibertyofknocking,inhopessomemorecivilservantmightshowhimself.Afterashortsuspense,itwasopenedbyatall,gauntman,withoutneckerchief,andotherwiseextremelyslovenly;hisfeatureswerelostinmassesofshaggyhairthathungonhisshoulders;andhiseyes,too,werelikeaghostlyCatherine’swithalltheirbeautyannihilated.

           "What’syourbusinesshere?"hedemandedgrimly.

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