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Chapter 31
Thelittlewretchhaddoneherutmosttohurthercousin’ssensitivethoughuncultivatedfeelings,andaphysicalargumentwastheonlymodehehadofbalancingtheaccount,andrepayingitseffectsontheinflictor.Heafterwardsgatheredthebooksandhurledthemonthefire.Ireadinhiscountenancewhatanguishitwastoofferthatsacrificetospleen.Ifanciedthatastheyconsumed,herecalledthepleasuretheyhadalreadyimparted,andthetriumphandever-increasingpleasurehehadanticipatedfromthem;andIfanciedIguessedtheincitementtohissecretstudiesalso.Hehadbeencontentwithdailylabourandroughanimalenjoyments,tillCatherinecrossedhispath.Shameatherscorn,andhopeofherapproval,werehisfirstprompterstohigherpursuits;and,insteadofguardinghimfromoneandwinninghimtotheother,hisendeavourstoraisehimselfhadproducedjustthecontraryresult.
"Yes;that’sallthegoodthatsuchabruteasyoucangetfromthem!"criedCatherine,suckingherdamagedlip,andwatchingtheconflagrationwithindignanteyes,
"You’dbetterholdyourtongue,now,"heansweredfiercely.
Andhisagitationprecludedfurtherspeech;headvancedhastilytotheentrance,whereImadewayforhimtopass.Buterehehadcrossedthedoor-stones,Mr.Heathcliff,comingupthecauseway,encounteredhim,andlayingholdofhisshoulder,asked:
"What’stodonow,mylad?"
"Naught,naught,"hesaid,andbrokeawaytoenjoyhisgriefandangerinsolitude.
Heathcliffgazedafterhim,andsighed.
