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Chapter 17
"WiththatIshutthewindowandreturnedtomyplacebythefire;havingtoosmallastockofhypocrisyatmycommandtopretendanyanxietyforthedangerthatmenacedhim.Earnshawsworepassionatelyatme:affirmingthatIlovedthevillainyet;andcallingmeallsortsofnamesforthebasespiritIevinced.AndI,inmysecretheart(andconscienceneverreproachedme),thoughtwhatablessingitwouldbeforhimshouldHeathcliffputhimoutofmisery;andwhatablessingformeshouldhesendHeathclifftohisrightabode!AsIsatnursingthesereflections,thecasementbehindmewasbangedontothefloorbyablowfromthelatterindividual,andhisblackcountenancelookedblightinglythrough.Thestanchionsstoodtooclosetosufferhisshoulderstofollow,andIsmiled,exultinginmyfanciedsecurity.Hishairandclotheswerewhitenedwithsnow,andhissharpcannibalteeth,revealedbycoldandwrath,gleamedthroughthedark.
"’Isabella,letmein,orI’llmakeyourepent!’he‘grined,’asJosephcallsit.
"’Icannotcommitmurder,’Ireplied.‘Mr.Hindleystandssentinelwithaknifeandloadedpistol.’
"’Letmeinbythekitchendoor,’hesaid.
"’Hindleywillbetherebeforeyou,’Ianswered:‘andthat’sapoorloveofyoursthatcannotbearashowerofsnow!Wewereleftatpeaceonourbedsaslongasthesummermoonshone,butthemomentablastofwinterreturns,youmustrunforshelter!Heathcliff,ifIwereyou,I’dgostretchmyselfoverhergraveanddielikeafaithfuldog.
