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lingered. I resolved to encourage him.
“Miss is dreadfully wayward, sir,” I called out. “As bad as any
marred child: you’d better be riding home, or else she will be sick,
only to grieve us.”
The soft thing looked askance through the window: he
possessed the power to depart, as much as a cat possesses the
power to leave a mouse half killed, or a bird half eaten.
Ah, I thought, there will be no saving him--he’s doomed, and
flies to his fate!
And so it was: he turned abruptly, hastened into the house
again, shut the door behind him; and when I went in a while after
to inform them that Earnshaw had come home rabid drunk, ready
to pull the old place about our ears (his ordinary frame of mind in
that condition), I saw the quarrel had merely effected a closer
intimacy--had broken the outworks of youthful timidity, and
enabled them to forsake the disguise of friendship, and confess
Intelligence of Mr. Hindley’s arrival drove Linton speedily to
his horse, and Catherine to her chamber. I went to hide little
Hareton, and to take the shot out of the master’s fowling piece,
which he was fond of playing with in his insane excitement, to the
hazard of the lives of any who provoked, or even attracted his
notice too much; and I had hit upon the plan of removing it, that
he might do less mischief if he did go the length of firing the gun.