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76 people; we should learn to forgive.” “No, God won’t have the satisfaction that I shall,” he returned. “I only wish I knew the best way! Let me alone, and I’ll plan it out: while I’m thinking of that I don’t feel pain.” But, Mr. Lockwood, I forget these tales cannot divert you. I’m annoyed how I should dream of chattering on at such a rate; and your gruel cold, and you nodding for bed! I could have told Heathcliff’s history, all that you need hear, in half-a-dozen words. Thus interrupting herself, the housekeeper rose, and proceeded to lay aside her sewing; but I felt incapable of moving from the hearth, and I was very far from nodding. “Sit still, Mrs. Dean,” I cried, “do sit still, another half-hour! You’ve done just right to tell the story leisurely. That is the method I like, and you must finish in the same style. I am interested in every character you have mentioned, more or less.” “The clock is on the stroke of eleven, sir.” “No matter--I’m not accustomed to go to bed in the long hours. One or two is early enough for a person who lies till ten.” “You shouldn’t lie till ten. There’s the very prime of the morning gone long before that time. A person who has not done one half his day’s work by ten o’clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.” “Nevertheless, Mrs. Dean, resume your chair; because tomorrow I intend lengthening the night till afternoon. I prognosticate for myself an obstinate cold, at least.” “I hope not, sir. Well, you must allow me to leap over some three years; during that space Mrs. Earnshaw--” “No, no, I’ll allow nothing of the sort! Are you acquainted with |
