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Chapter 13

           There’sapacko’corni’t’corner,thear,meeterlyclane;ifye’refeardo’muckyingyergrandsilkcloes,spreadyerhankerchiro’t’topon’t."

           The"rahm"wasakindoflumberholesmellingstrongofmaltandgrain;varioussacksofwhicharticleswerepiledaround,leavingawide,barespaceinthemiddle.

           "Why,man!"Iexclaimed,facinghimangrily,"thisisnotaplacetosleepin.Iwishtoseemybedroom."

           "Bed-rume!"lierepeated,inatoneofmockery."Yah’sseeallt’bed-rumesthearisyon’smine."

           Hepointedintothesecondgarret,onlydifferingfromthefirstinbeingmorenakedaboutthewalls,andhavingalargelow,curtainedbed,withanindigo-colouredquiltatoneend.

           "WhatdoIwantwithyours?"Iretorted."IsupposeMr.Heathcliffdoesnotlodgeatthetopofthehouse,doeshe?"

           "Oh!it’sMaisterHathecliff’sye’rewanting!"criedhe,asifmakinganewdiscovery."Couldn’tyeha’saidsoa,atonst?unthen,Imudha’telledye,bahtallthiswark,thatthat’sjustoneyecannutseeheallaskeepsitlocked,unnob’dyivermellson’tbuthisseln."

           "You’veanicehouse,Joseph,"Icouldnotrefrainfromobserving,"andpleasantinmates;andIthinktheconcentratedessenceofallthemadnessintheworldtookupitsabodeinmybrainthedayIlinkedmyfatewiththeirs!However,thatisnottothepresentpurposethereareotherrooms.

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