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Chapter 20
"Noneofthatnonsense!We’renotgoingtohurtthee,Linton—isn’tthatthyname?Thouartthymother’schild,entirely!Whereismyshareinthee,pulingchicken?"
Hetookofftheboy’scapandpushedbackhisthickflaxencurls,felthisslenderarmsandhissmallfingers;duringwhichexamination,Lintonceasedcrying,andliftedhisgreatblueeyestoinspecttheinspector.
"Doyouknowme?"askedHeathcliff,havingsatisfiedhimselfthatthelimbswereallequallyfrailandfeeble.
"No,"saidLinton,withagazeofvacantfear.
"You’veheardofme,Idaresay?"
"No,"herepliedagain.
"No!Whatashameofyourmother,nevertowakenyourfilialregardforme!Youaremyson,then,I’lltellyou;andyourmotherwasawickedsluttoleaveyouinignoranceofthesortoffatheryoupossessed.Now,don’twince,andcolourup!Thoughitissomethingtoseeyouhavenotwhiteblood.Beagoodlad;andI’lldoforyou.Nelly,ifyoubetiredyoumaysitdown;ifnot,gethomeagain.Iguessyou’llreportwhatyouhearandseetothecipherattheGrange;andthisthingwon’tbesettledwhileyoulingeraboutit."
"Well,"repliedI,"Ihopeyou’llbekindtotheboy,Mr.Heathcliff,oryou’llnotkeephimlong;andhe’sallyouhaveakininthewideworld,thatyouwilleverknow—remember."
"I’llbeverykindtohim,youneedn’tfear,"hesaid,laughing."Onlynobodyelsemustbekindtohim:I’mjealousofmonopolisinghisaffection.And,tobeginmykindness,Joseph,bringtheladsomebreakfast.
