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Chapter 14

As soon as I had perused this epistle, I went to the master,
and informed him that his sister had arrived at the
Heights, and sent me a letter expressing her sorrow for
Mrs. Linton’s situation, and her ardent desire to see him, with a
wish that he would transmit to her, as early as possible, some
token of forgiveness by me.

“Forgiveness!” said Linton. “I have nothing to forgive her,
Ellen--You may call at Wuthering Heights this afternoon, if you
like, and say that I am not angry, but I’m sorry to have lost her;
especially as I can never think she’ll be happy. It is out of the
question my going to see her, however: we are eternally divided;
and should she really wish to oblige me, let her persuade the
villain she has married to leave the country.”

“And you won’t write her a little note, sir?” I asked imploringly.
“No,” he answered. “It is needless. My communication with
Heathcliff’s family shall be as sparing as his with mine. It shall not
exist!”

Mr. Edgar’s coldness depressed me exceedingly; and all the way
from the Grange I puzzled my brains how to put more heart into
what he said, when I repeated it; and how to soften his refusal of
even a few lines to console Isabella.

I dare say she had been on the watch for me since morning: I
saw her looking through the lattice, as I came up the garden
causeway, and I nodded to her; but she drew back, as if afraid of
being observed.

I entered without knocking. There never was such a dreary,
dismal scene as the formerly cheerful house presented! I must


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