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Chapter 17

           TherehetoreoffthesleeveofEarnshaw’scoat,andboundupthewoundwithbrutalroughness;spittingandcursingduringtheoperationasenergeticallyashehadkickedbefore.Beingatliberty,Ilostnotimeinseekingtheoldservant;who,havinggatheredbydegreesthepurportofmyhastytale,hurriedbelow,gasping,ashedescendedthestepstwoatonce.

           "’Whatisthertodo,now?whatitthertodo,now?’

           "’There’sthistodo,’thunderedHeathcliff,‘thatyourmaster’smad;andshouldhelastanothermonth,I’llhavehimtoanasylum.Andhowthedevildidyoucometofastenmeout,youtoothlesshound?Don’tstandmutteringandmumblingthere.Come,I’mnotgoingtonursehim.Washthatstuffaway;andmindthesparksofyourcandleitismorethanhalfbrandy!’

           ‘Andso,ye’vebeenmurtheringonhim?’exclaimedJoseph,liftinghishandsandeyesinhorror.‘IfiverIseedaseeghtloikethis!MaytheLord-’

           "Heathcliffgavehimapushontohiskneesinthemiddleoftheblood,andflungatoweltohim;butinsteadofproceedingtodryitup,hejoinedhishandsandbeganaprayer,whichexcitedmylaughterfromitsoddphraseology.Iwasintheconditonofmindtobeshockedatnothing:infact,Iwasasrecklessassomemalefactorsshowthemselvesatthefootofthegallows.

           "’Oh,Iforgotyou,’saidthetyrant.‘Youshalldothat.Downwithyou.Andyouconspirewithhimagainstme.

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