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Chapter 13
Edgar,istherenotasouthwind,andisnotthesnowalmostgone?"
"Thesnowisquitegonedownhere,darling,"repliedherhusband;"andIonlyseetwowhitespotsonthewholerangeofmoors:theskyisblue,andthelarksaresinging,andthebecksandbrooksareallbrimfull.Catherine,lastspringatthistime,Iwaslongingtohaveyouunderthisroof,now,Iwishyouwereamileortwoupthosehills:theairblowssosweetly,Ifeelthatitwouldcureyou."
"Ishallneverbetherebutoncemore,"saidtheinvalid;"andthenyou’llleaveme,andIshallremainforever.Nextspringyou’lllongagaintohavemeunderthisroof,andyou’lllookbackandthinkyouwerehappyto-day."
Lintonlavishedonherthekindestcaresses,andtriedtocheerherbythefondestwords;but,vaguelyregardingtheflowers,sheletthetearscollectonherlashesandstreamdownhercheeksunheeding.Weknewshewasreallybetter,and,therefore,decidedthatlongconfinementtoasingleplaceproducedmuchofthisdespondency,anditmightbepartiallyremovedbyachangeofscene.Themastertoldmetolightafireinthemany-weeks-desertedparlour,andtosetaneasy-chairinthesunshinebythewindow;andthenhebroughtherdown,andshesatalongwhileenjoyingthegenialheat,and,asweexpected,revivedbytheobjectsroundher:which,thoughfamiliar,werefreefromthedrearyassociationsinvestingherhatedsickchamber.
