Грозовий перевал

           "He’sjustlikeadog,ishenot,Ellen?"sheonceobserved,"oracart-horse?Hedoeshiswork,eatshisfood,andsleepseternally!Whatablank,drearymindhemusthave!Doyoueverdream,Hareton?And,ifyoudo,whatisitabout?Butyoucan’tspeaktome!"

           Thenshelookedathim;buthewouldneitheropenhismouthnorlookagain.

           "He’s,perhaps,dreamingnow,"shecontinued."HetwitchedhisshoulderasJunotwitcheshers.Askhim,Ellen."

           "Mr.Haretonwillaskthemastertosendyouupstairs,ifyoudon’tbehave!"Isaid.Hehadnotonlytwitchedhisshoulderbutclenchedhisfist,asiftemptedtouseit.

           "IknowwhyHaretonneverspeaks,whenIaminthekitchen,"sheexclaimed,onanotheroccasion."HeisafraidIshalllaughathim.Ellen,whatdoyouthink?Hebegantoteachhimselftoreadonce;andbecauseIlaughed,heburnedhisbooks,anddroppedit:washenotafool?"

           "Werenotyounaughty?"Isaid;"answermethat."

           "PerhapsIwas,"shewenton;"butIdidnotexpecthimtobesosilly.Hareton,ifIgaveyouabook,wouldyoutakeitnow?I’lltry!"

           Sheplacedoneshehadbeenperusingonhishand;heflungitoff,andmuttered,ifshedidnotgiveover,hewouldbreakherneck.

           "Well,Ishallputithere,"shesaid,"inthetabledrawer;andI’mgoingtobed."

           Thenshewhisperedmetowatchwhetherhetouchedit,anddeparted.Buthewouldnotcomenearit;andsoIinformedherinthemorning,tohergreatdisappointment.