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Chapter 17
Nothinghinderedmefromeatingheartily,andIexperiencedacertainsenseofsatisfactionandsuperiority,as,atintervals,Icastalooktowardsmysilentcompanions,andfeltthecomfortofaquietconsciencewithinme.AfterIhaddone,Iventuredontheunusuallibertyofdrawingnearthefire,goingroundEarnshaw’sseat,andkneelinginthecornerbesidehim.
"Heathcliffdidnotglancemyway,andIgazedup,andcontemplatedhisfeaturesalmostasconfidentlyasiftheyhadbeenturnedtostone.Hisforehead,thatIoncethoughtsomanly,andthatInowthinksodiabolical,wasshadedwithaheavycloud;hisbasiliskeyeswerenearlyquenchedbysleeplessness,andweeping,perhaps,forthelasheswerewetthen;hislipsdevoidoftheirferocioussneer,weresealedinanexpressionofunspeakablesadness.Haditbeenanother,Iwouldhavecoveredmyfaceinthepresenceofsuchgrief.Inhiscase,Iwasgratified;and,ignobleasitseemstoinsultafallenenemy,Icouldn’tmissthischanceofstickinginadart:hisweaknesswastheonlytimewhenIcouldtastethedelightofpayingwrongforwrong."
"Fie,fie,miss!"Iinterrupted."OnemightsupposeyouhadneveropenedaBibleinyourlife.IfGodafflictyourenemies,surelythatoughttosufficeyou.
