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           Anddon’tharasshimmuchbytalking:lethimbequietthisevening,atleast,willyou?"

           "Yes,yes,papa,"answeredCatherine:"butIdowanttoseehim;andhehasn’toncelookedout."

           Thecarriagestopped;andthesleeperbeingroused,wasliftedtothegroundbyhisuncle.

           "ThisisyourcousinCathy,Linton,"hesaid,puttingtheirlittlehandstogether."She’sfondofyoualready;andmindyoudon’tgrieveherbycryingto-night.Trytobecheerfulnow;thetravellingisatanend,andyouhavenothingtodobutrestandamuseyourselfasyouplease."

           "Letmegotobed,then,"answeredtheboy,shrinkingfromCatherine’ssalute;andheputuphisfingerstoremoveincipienttears.

           "Come,come,there’sagoodchild,"Iwhispered,leadinghimin."You’llmakeherweeptoo—seehowsorrysheisforyou!"

           Idonotknowwhetheritwassorrowforhim,buthiscousinputonassadacountenanceashimself,andreturnedtoherfather.Allthreeentered,andmountedtothelibrary,whereteawaslaidready.IproceededtoremoveLinton’scapandmantle,andplacedhimonachairbythetable;buthewasnosoonerseatedthanhebegantocryafresh.Mymasterenquiredwhatwasthematter.

           "Ican’tsitonachair,"sobbedtheboy.

           "Gotothesofa,then,andEllenshallbringyousometea,"answeredhisunclepatiently.

           Hehadbeengreatlytriedduringthejourney,Ifeltconvinced,byhisfretfulailingcharge.Lintonslowlytrailedhimselfoff,andlaydown.Cathycarriedafootstoolandhercuptohisside.