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Chapter 33
"Now,mindyoudon’ttalkwithandnoticeyourcousintoomuch,"weremywhisperedinstructionsasweenteredtheroom."ItwillcertainlyannoyMr.Heathcliff,andhe’llbemadatyouboth."
"I’mnotgoingto,"sheanswered.
Theminuteafter,shehadsidledtohim,andwasstickingprimrosesinhisplateofporridge.
Hedarednotspeaktoherthere:hedaredhardlylook;andyetshewentontearingtillhewastwiceonthepointofbeingprovokedtolaugh.Ifrowned,andthensheglancedtowardthemaster:whosemindwasoccupiedonothersubjectsthanhiscompany,ashiscountenanceevinced;andshegrewseriousforaninstant,scrutinisinghimwithdeepgravity.Afterwardssheturned,andrecommencedhernonsense;atlast,Haretonutteredasmotheredlaugh.Mr.Heathcliffstarted;hiseyerapidlysurveyedourfaces.Catherinemetitwithheraccustomedlookofnervousnessandyetdefiance,whichheabhorred.
"Itiswellyouareoutofmyreach,"heexclaimed."Whatfiendpossessesyoutostarebackatme,continually,withthoseinfernaleyes?Downwiththem!anddon’tremindmeofyourexistenceagain.IthoughtIhadcuredyouoflaughing."
"Itwasme,"mutteredHareton.
"Whatdoyousay?"demandedthemaster.
Haretonlookedathisplate,anddidnotrepeattheconfession.Mr.Heathclifflookedathimabit,andthensilentlyresumedhisbreakfastandhisinterruptedmusing.
