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Wuthering Heights

Well, he’ll wait a while yet. It’s a rough journey, and a sad
heart to travel it; and we must pass by Gimmerton Kirk to
go that journey! We’ve braved its ghosts often together,
and dared each other to stand among the graves and ask

them to come. But, Heathcliff, if I dare you now, will you
venture? If you do, I’ll keep you. I’ll not lie there by
myself: they may bury me twelve feet deep, and throw the
church down over me, but I won’t rest till you are with
me. I never will!’
She paused, and resumed with a strange smile. ‘He’s
considering - he’d rather I’d come to him! Find a way,
then! not through that kirkyard. You are slow! Be
content, you always followed me!’
Perceiving it vain to argue against her insanity, I was
planning how I could reach something to wrap about her,
without quitting my hold of herself (for I could not trust
her alone by the gaping lattice), when, to my
consternation, I heard the rattle of the door-handle, and
Mr. Linton entered. He had only then come from the
library; and, in passing through the lobby, had noticed our
talking and been attracted by curiosity, or fear, to examine
what it signified, at that late hour.
’Oh, sir!’ I cried, checking the exclamation risen to his
lips at the sight which met him, and the bleak atmosphere

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