"Mr.Hindley stands sentinel with a knife and loaded pistol." '"Let me in by the kitchen door," he said.
'"Hindley will be there before me," I answered: "and that's a poor love of yours that cannot bear a shower of snow! We were left at peace in our beds as long as the summer moon shone, but the moment a blast of winter returns, you must run for shelter! Heathcliff, if I were you, I'd go stretch myself over her grave and die like a faithful dog.

The world is surely not worth living in now, is it?
You had distinctly impressed on me the idea that Catherine was the whole joy of your life: I can't imagine how you think of surviving her loss." '"He's there, is he ?" exclaimed my companion, rushing to the gap.

"If I can get my arm out I can hit him!" 'I'm afraid, Ellen, you'll set me down as really wicked; but you don't know all, so don't judge.

I wouldn't have aided or abetted an attempt on even _his_ life for anything.

Wish that he were dead, I must; and therefore I was fearfully disappointed, and unnerved by terror for the consequences of my taunting speech, when he flung himself on Earnshaw's weapon and wrenched it from his grasp.
'The charge exploded, and the knife, in springing back, closed into its owner's wrist.