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Chapter 13

           Takingadvantageofhisrecoveredattention,Iexclaimed:

           "I’mtiredwithmyjourney,andIwanttogotobed!Whereisthemaid-servant?Directmetoher,asshewon’tcometome!"

           "Wehavenone,"heanswered,"youmustwaitonyourself!"

           "WheremustIsleep,then?"Isobbed:Iwasbeyondregardingself-respect,weigheddownbyfatigueandwretchedness.

           "JosephwillshowyouHeathcliff’schamber,"saidhe;"openthatdoorhe’sinthere."

           Iwasgoingtoobey,buthesuddenlyarrestedme,andaddedinthestrangesttone:

           "Besogoodastoturnyourlock,anddrawyourboltdon’tomitit!"

           "Well!"Isaid."Butwhy,Mr.Earnshaw?"IdidnotrelishthenotionofdeliberatelyfasteningmyselfinwithHeathcliff.

           "Lookhere!"hereplied,pullingfromhiswaist-coatacuriouslyconstructedpistol,havingadouble-edgedspringknifeattachedtothebarrel."That’sagreattemptertoadesperateman,isitnot?Icannotresistgoingupwiththiseverynight,andtryinghisdoor.IfonceIfinditopenhe’sdonefor!Idoitinvariably,eventhoughtheminutebeforeIhavebeenrecallingahundredreasonsthatshouldmakemerefrain:itissomedevilthaturgesmetothwartmyownschemesbykillinghim.Youfightagainstthatdevilforloveaslongasyoumay;whenthetimecomes,notalltheangelsinheavenshallsavehim!"

           Isurveyedtheweaponinquisitively.Ahideousnotionstruckme:howpowerfulIshouldbepossessingsuchaninstrument!Itookitfromhishand,andtouchedtheblade.

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