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Chapter 12
"Whatailsyouryounglady?"
"She’sgone,she’sgone!Yon’Heathcliff’srunoffwi’her!"gaspedthegirl.
"Thatisnottrue!"exclaimedLinton,risinginagitation."Itcannotbe:howhastheideaenteredyourhead?EllenDean,goandseekher.Itisincredible:itcannotbe."
Ashespokehetooktheservanttothedoor,andthenrepeatedhisdemandtoknowherreasonsforsuchanassertion.
"Why,Imetontheroadaladthatfetchesmilkhere."shestammered,"andheaskedwhetherweweren’tintroubleattheGrange.Ithoughthemeantformissis’ssickness,soIanswered,yes.Thensayshe,‘There’ssomebodygoneafter‘em,Iguess!’Istared.HesawIknewnoughtaboutit,andhetoldhowagentlemanandladyhadstoppedtohaveahorse’sshoefastenedatablacksmith’sshop,twomilesoutofGimmerton,notverylongaftermidnight!andhowtheblacksmith’slasshadgotuptospywhotheywere:sheknewthembothdirectly.Andshenoticedtheman—Heathcliffitwas,shefeltcertain:nob’dycouldmistakehimbesides—putasovereigninherfather’shandforpayment.Theladyhadacloakaboutherface;buthavingdesiredasupofwater,whileshedrank,itfellback,andshesawherveryplain.Heathcliffheldbothbridlesastheyrodeon,andtheysettheirfacesfromthevillage,andwentasfastastheroughroadswouldletthem.Thelasssaidnothingtoherfather,butshetolditalloverGimmertonthismorning."
