Heathcliff pulled it away by main force, slitting up the flesh as it passed on, and thrust it dripping into his pocket.

He then took a stone, struck down the division between two windows, and sprang in.

His adversary had fallen senseless with excessive pain and the flow of blood, that gushed from an artery or a large vein.

The ruffian kicked and trampled on him, and dashed his head repeatedly against the flags, holding me with one hand, meantime, to prevent me summoning Joseph.

He exerted preterhuman self-denial in abstaining from finishing him completely; but getting out of breath, he finally desisted, and dragged the apparently inanimate body on to the settle.