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and he needn’t put him to further expense by attending her, he

“I know you need not--she’s well--she does not want any more
attendance from you! She never was in a consumption. It was a
fever, and it is gone: her pulse is as slow as mine now, and her
cheek is cool.”

He told his wife the same story, and she seemed to believe him;
but one night, while leaning on his shoulder in the act of saying
she thought she should be able to get up tomorrow, a fit of
coughing took her--a very slight one--he raised her in his arms;
she put her two hands about his neck, her face changed, and she
was dead.

As the girl had anticipated, the child Hareton fell wholly into
my hands. Mr. Earnshaw, provided he saw him healthy and never
heard him cry, was contented, as far as regarded him. For himself,
he grew desperate: his sorrow was of that kind that will not
lament. He neither wept nor prayed--he cursed and defied--
execrated God and man, and gave himself up to reckless

The servants could not bear his tyrannical and evil conduct
long: Joseph and I were the only two that would stay. I had not the
heart to leave my charge; and besides, you know, I had been his
foster-sister, and excused his behaviour more readily than a
stranger would.

Joseph remained to hector over tenants and labourers; and
because it was his vocation to be where he had plenty of
wickedness to reprove.

The master’s bad ways and bad companions formed a pretty
example for Catherine and Heathcliff. His treatment of the latter

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