Have done.' 'But you won't let him strike me ?' she cried.
'Come, then,' he whispered earnestly.
It was too late: Heathcliff had caught hold of her.
'Now, _you_ go!' he said to Earnshaw.

'Accursed witch! this time she has provoked me when I could not bear it; and I'll make her repent it for ever!' He had his hand in her hair; Hareton attempted to release her locks, entreating him not to hurt her that once.

Heathcliff's black eyes flashed; he seemed ready to tear Catherine in pieces, and I was just worked up to risk coming to the rescue, when of a sudden his fingers relaxed; he shifted his grasp from her head to her arm, and gazed intently in her face.

Then he drew his hand over his eyes, stood a moment to collect himself apparently, and turning anew to Catherine, said, with assumed calmness--'You must learn to avoid putting me in a passion, or I shall really murder you some time! Go with Mrs.Dean, and keep with her; and confine your insolence to her ears.

As to Hareton Earnshaw, if I see him listen to you, I'll send him seeking his bread where he can get it! Your love will make him an outcast and a beggar.
Nelly, take her; and leave me, all of you! Leave me!' I led my young lady out: she was too glad of her escape to resist; the other followed, and Mr.Heathcliff had the room to himself till dinner.