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“Now, mind you don’t talk with and notice your cousin too
much,” were my whispered instructions as we entered the room.
“It will certainly annoy Mr. Heathcliff, and he’ll be mad at you

“I’m not going to,” she answered.
The minute after, she had sidled to him, and was sticking
primroses in his plate of porridge.

He dared not speak to her there; he dared hardly look; and yet
she went on teasing, till he was twice on the point of being
provoked to laugh; and I frowned, and then, she glanced towards
the master, whose mind was occupied on other subjects than his
company, as his countenance evinced; and she grew serious for an
instant, scrutinising him with deep gravity. Afterwards she turned,
and recommenced her nonsense; at last, Hareton uttered a
smothered laugh. Mr. Heathcliff started; his eye rapidly surveyed
our faces. Catherine met it with her accustomed look of
nervousness, and yet defiance, which he abhorred.

“It is well you are out of my reach,” he exclaimed. “What fiend
possesses you to stare back at me, continually, with those infernal
eyes? Down with them! and don’t remind me of your existence
again. I thought I had cured you of laughing!”

“It was me,” muttered Hareton.
“What do you say?” demanded the master.
Hareton looked at his plate, and did not repeat the confession.
Mr. Heathcliff looked at him a bit, and then silently resumed his
breakfast and his interrupted musing.

We had nearly finished, and the two young people prudently
shifted wider asunder, so I anticipated no further disturbance
during that sitting; when Joseph appeared at the door, revealing

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