There now--she'll lend you her arm: that's right, look at her.

You would imagine I was the devil himself, Miss Linton, to excite such horror.

Be so kind as to walk home with him, will you?
He shudders if I touch him.' 'Linton dear!' whispered Catherine, 'I can't go to Wuthering Heights: papa has forbidden me.

He'll not harm you: why are you so afraid ?' 'I can never re-enter that house,' he answered.

'I'm _not_ to re-enter it without you!' 'Stop!' cried his father.