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Chapter 2

           "There’snobbutt’missis; andshoo’llnotoppen’tanyemakyerflaysomedinstillneeght." 

           "Why? CannotyoutellherwhoIam,eh,Joseph?" 

           "Nor-neme! I’llhaenohendwit,"mutteredthehead,vanishing. 

           Thesnowbegantodrivethickly. Iseizedthehandletoessayanothertrial;whenayoungmanwithoutcoat,andshoulderingapitchfork,appearedintheyardbehind. Hehailedmetofollowhim,and,aftermarchingthroughawashhouse,andapavedareacontainingacoal-shed,pump,andpigeon-cot,weatlengtharrivedinthehuge,warmcheerfulapartment,whereIwasformerlyreceived. Itgloweddelightfullyintheradianceofanimmensefire,compoundedofcoal,peat,andwood; andnearthetable,laidforaplentifuleveningmeal,Iwaspleasedtoobservethe"missis,"anindividualwhoseexistenceIhadneverpreviouslysuspected. Ibowedandwaited,thinkingshewouldbidmetakeaseat. Shelookedatme,leaningbackinherchair,andremainedmotionlessandmute. 

           "Roughweather! "Iremarked. "I’mafraid,Mrs.Heathcliff,thedoormustbeartheconsequenceofyourservants’leisureattendance: Ihadhardworktomakethemhearme." 

           Sheneveropenedhermouth. Istaredshestaredalso: atanyrate,shekepthereyesonmeinacool,regardlessmanner,exceedinglyembarrassinganddisagreeable. 

           "Sitdown,"saidtheyoungmangruffly. "He’llbeinsoon." 

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