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Chapter 27
Howthedevilcanyoudreamoffawningonme?Idetestyou!"
Heshruggedhisshoulders:shookhimself,indeed,asifhisfleshcreptwithaversion;andthrustbackhischair;whileIgotup,andopenedmymouth,tocommenceadownrighttorrentofabuse.ButIwasrendereddumbinthemiddleofthefirstsentence,byathreatthatIshouldbeshownintoaroombymyselftheverynextsyllableIuttered.Itwasgrowingdark—weheardasoundofvoicesatthegardengate.Ourhosthurriedoutinstantly:hehadhiswitsabouthim;wehadnot.Therewasatalkoftwoorthreeminutes,andhereturnedalone.
"IthoughtithadbeenyourcousinHareton,"IobservedtoCatherine."Iwishhewouldarrive!Whoknowsbuthemighttakeourpart?"
"ItwasthreeservantssenttoseekyoufromtheGrange,"saidHeathcliff,overhearingme."Youshouldhaveopenedalatticeandcalledout:butIcouldswearthatchitisgladyoudidn’t.She’sgladtobeobligedtostay,I’mcertain."
Atlearningthechancewehadmissed,webothgaveventtoourgriefwithoutcontrol;andheallowedustowailontillnineo’clock.Thenhebidusgoupstairs,throughthekitchen,toZillah’schamber;andIwhisperedmycompaniontoobey:perhapswemightcontrivetogetthroughthewindowthere,orintoagarret,andoutbyitsskylight.Thewindow,however,wasnarrow,likethosebelow,andthegarrettrapwassafefromourattempts;forwewerefastenedinasbefore.
