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(they were in the stable); “you will have to; and if I speak of these
blows, you’ll get them again with interest.”
“Off, dog!” cried Hindley, threatening him with an iron weight
used for weighing potatoes and hay.
“Throw it,” he replied, standing still, “and then I’ll tell how you
boasted that you would turn me out of doors as soon as he died,
and see whether he will not turn you out directly.” Hindley threw
it, hitting him on the breast, and down he fell, but staggered up
immediately, breathless and white; and, had not I prevented it, he
would have gone just so to the master, and got full revenge by
letting his condition plead for him, intimating who had caused it.
“Take my colt, gypsy, then!” said young Earnshaw. “And I pray
that he may break your neck; take him, and be damned, you
beggarly interloper! and wheedle my father out of all he has; only
afterwards show him what you are, imp of Satan!--And take
that,--I hope he’ll kick out your brains!”
Heathcliff had gone to loose the beast, and shift it to his own
stall; he was passing behind it when Hindley finished his speech
by knocking him under its feet, and without stopping to examine
whether his hopes were fulfilled, ran away as fast as he could.
I was surprised to witness how coolly the child gathered himself
up, and went on with his intention, exchanging saddles and all,
and then sitting down on a bundle of hay to overcome the qualm
which the violent blow occasioned, before he entered the house.
I persuaded him easily to let me lay the blame of his bruises on
the horse: he minded little what tale was told since he had what he
wanted. He complained so seldom, indeed, of such stirs as these,
that I really thought him not vindictive. I was deceived completely,
as you will hear.