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           "Hehasstayedathome,"Ithought,"andhe’llbeallrightto-day."Ipreparedbreakfastforthehousehold,aswasmyusualcustom,buttoldHaretonandCatherinetogettheirserethemastercamedown,forhelaylate.Theypreferredtakingitoutofdoors,underthetrees,andIsetalittletabletoaccommodatethem.

           Onmyre-entrance,IfoundMr.Heathcliffbelow.HeandJosephwereconversingaboutsomefarmingbusiness;hegaveclear,minutedirectionsconcerningthematterdiscussed,buthespokerapidly,andturnedhisheadcontinuallyaside,andhadthesameexcitedexpression,evenmoreexaggerated.Whenjosephquittedtheroomhetookhisseatintheplacehegenerallychose,andIputabasinofcoffeebeforehim.Hedrewitnearer,andthenrestedhisarmsonthetable,andlookedattheoppositewall,asIsupposed,surveyingoneparticularportion,upanddown,withglittering,restlesseyes,andwithsucheagerinterestthathestoppedbreathingduringhalfaminutetogether.

           "Comenow,"Iexclaimed,pushingsomebreadagainsthishand,"eatanddrinkthat,whileitishot:ithasbeenwaitingnearanhour."

           Hedidn’tnoticeme,andyethesmiled.I’dratherhaveseenhimgnashhisteeththansmileso.

           "Mr.Heathcliff!master!"Icried,"don’t,forGod’ssake,stareasifyousawanunearthlyvision."

           "Don’t,forGod’ssake,shoutsoloud,"hereplied."Turnround,andtellme,arewebyourselves?"

           "Ofcourse,"wasmyanswer;"ofcourseweare."