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Wuthering Heights

CHAPTER XXX
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He coloured up at the news, and cast his eyes over his hands and clothes.

The train-oil and gunpowder were shoved out of sight in a minute.

I saw he meant to give her his company; and I guessed, by his way, he wanted to be presentable; so, laughing, as I durst not laugh when the master is by, I offered to help him, if he would, and joked at his confusion.

He grew sullen, and began to swear.
'Now, Mrs.Dean,' Zillah went on, seeing me not pleased by her manner, 'you happen think your young lady too fine for Mr.Hareton; and happen you're right: but I own I should love well to bring her pride a peg lower.

And what will all her learning and her daintiness do for her, now?
She's as poor as you or I: poorer, I'll be bound: you're saying, and I'm doing my little all that road.' Hareton allowed Zillah to give him her aid; and she flattered him into a good humour; so, when Catherine came, half forgetting her former insults, he tried to make himself agreeable, by the housekeeper's account.
'Missis walked in,' she said, 'as chill as an icicle, and as high as a princess.


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