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61 “Hush, hush!” I interrupted. “Still you have not told me, Heathcliff, how Catherine is left behind?” “I told you we laughed,” he answered. “The Lintons heard us, and with one accord they shot like arrows to the door; there was silence, and then a cry, ‘Oh, mamma, mamma! Oh, papa! Oh, mamma, come here. Oh, papa, oh!’ They really did howl out something in that way. We made frightful noises to terrify them still more, and then we dropped off the ledge, because somebody was drawing the bars, and we felt we had better flee. I had Cathy by the hand, and was urging her on, when all at once she fell down.-- “‘Run, Heathcliff, run!’ she whispered. ‘They have let the bulldog loose, and he holds me!’ The devil had seized her ankle, Nelly; I heard his abominable snorting. She did not yell out--no! She would have scorned to do it, if she had been spitted on the horns of a mad cow. I did, though: I vociferated curses enough to annihilate any fiend in Christendom, and I got a stone and thrust it between his jaws, and tried with all my might to cram it down his throat. A beast of a servant came up with a lantern, at last, shouting, “‘Keep fast, Skulker, keep fast!’ “He changed his note, however, when he saw Skulker’s game. The dog was throttled off, his huge, purple tongue hanging half a foot out of his mouth, and his pendant lips streaming with bloody slaver. “The man took Cathy up: she was sick, not from fear, I’m certain, but from pain. He carried her in; I followed, grumbling execrations and vengeance. “‘What prey, Robert?’ hallooed Linton from the entrance. |
