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Chapter 9
Washevexedatmybadhumourthisafternoon?Dear!tellmewhatI’vesaidtogrievehim?Idowishhe’dcome.Idowishhewould!"
"Whatanoisefornothing!"Icried,thoughratheruneasymyself."Whatatriflescaresyou!It’ssurelynogreatcauseofalarmthatHeathcliffshouldtakeamoonlightsaunteronthemoors,orevenlietoosulkytospeaktousinthehay-loft.I’llengagehe’slurkingthere.SeeifIdon’tferrethimout!"
Idepartedtorenewmysearch;itsresultwasdisappointment,andJoseph’squestendedinthesame.
"Yonladgetswarunwar!"observedheonre-entering."He’sleftth’yateatt’fullswing,andMiss’sponyhastroddendahntworigso’corn,andplotteredthrough,raighto’erintot’meadow!Hahsomdiver,t’maister‘ullplayt’devilto-morn,andhe’lldoweel.He’spatienceitsselnwi’sichcareless,offaldcraters—patienceitsselnheis!Budhe’llnotbesoaallus—yah’ssee,allonye!Yahmumn’tdrivehimoutofhisheeadfornowt!"
"HaveyoufoundHeathcliff,youass?"interruptedCatherine."Haveyoubeenlookingforhim,asIordered?"
"Isudmorelikkerlookforth’horse,"hereplied."It‘udbetomoresense.
