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           Lintonwouldhaveanother;andafterthatanother,notwithstandingmystrenuousobjections;andsotheywentonuntiltheclockstrucktwelve,andweheardHaretoninthecourt,returningforhisdinner.

           "Andto-morrow,Catherine,willyoubehereto-morrow?"askedyoungHeathcliff,holdingherfrockassherosereluctantly.

           "No,"Ianswered,"northenextday."She,however,gaveadifferentresponseevidently,forhisforeheadclearedasshestoopedandwhisperedinhisear.

           "Youwon’tgoto-morrow,recollect,miss!"Icommenced,whenwewereoutofthehouse."Youarenotdreamingofit,areyou?"

           Shesmiled.

           "Oh,I’lltakegoodcare,"Icontinued:"I’llhavethatlockmended,andyoucanescapebynowayelse".

           "Icangetoverthewall,"shesaid,laughing."TheGrangeisnotaprison,Ellen,andyouarenotmygaoler.Andbesides,I’malmostseventeen:I’mawoman.AndI’mcertainLintonwouldrecoverquicklyifhehadmetolookafterhim.I’molderthanheis,youknow,andwiser:lesschildish,amInot?Andhe’llsoondoasIdirecthim,withsomeslightcoaxing.He’saprettylittledarlingwhenhe’sgood.I’dmakesuchapetofhim,ifheweremine.Weshouldneverquarrel,shouldwe,afterwewereusedtoeachother?Don’tyoulikehim,Ellen?"

           "Likehim!"Iexclaimed."Theworst-temperedbitofasicklyslipthateverstruggledintoitsteens.Happily,asMr.Heathcliffconjectured,he’llnotwintwenty.Idoubtwhetherhe’llseespring,indeed.