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the slight rustle of the covering being removed; then she stole
away, and quietly seated herself beside her cousin. He trembled,
and his face glowed--all his rudeness and all his surly harshness
had deserted him--he could not summon courage, at first, to utter
a syllable in reply to her questioning look, and her murmured

“Say you forgive me, Hareton, do! You can make me so happy,
by speaking that little word.”

He muttered something inaudible.
“And you’ll be my friend?” added Catherine, interrogatively.
“Nay! you’ll be ashamed of me every day of your life,” he
answered; “and the more, the more you know me; and I cannot
bide it.”

“So, you won’t be my friend?” she said, smiling as sweet as
honey, and creeping close up.

I overheard no further distinguishable talk; but, on looking
round again, I perceived two such radiant countenances bent over
the page of the accepted book, that I did not doubt the treaty had
been ratified on both sides, and the enemies were, thenceforth,
sworn allies.

The work they studied was full of costly pictures; and those,
and their position, had charm enough to keep them unmoved till
Joseph came home. He, poor man, was perfectly aghast at the
spectacle of Catherine seated on the same bench with Hareton
Earnshaw, leaning her hand on his shoulder; and confounded at
his favourite’s endurance of her proximity: it affected him too
deeply to allow an observation on the subject that night. His
emotion was only revealed by the immense sighs he drew, as he
solemnly spread his large Bible on the table, and overlaid it with

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