[Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte]@TWC D-Link bookWuthering Heights CHAPTER VII 12/21
'I promised mamma that I wouldn't say one word to him, and I didn't.' 'Well, don't cry,' replied Catherine, contemptuously; 'you're not killed. Don't make more mischief; my brother is coming: be quiet! Hush, Isabella! Has anybody hurt you ?' 'There, there, children--to your seats!' cried Hindley, bustling in. 'That brute of a lad has warmed me nicely.
Next time, Master Edgar, take the law into your own fists--it will give you an appetite!' The little party recovered its equanimity at sight of the fragrant feast. They were hungry after their ride, and easily consoled, since no real harm had befallen them.
Mr.Earnshaw carved bountiful platefuls, and the mistress made them merry with lively talk.
I waited behind her chair, and was pained to behold Catherine, with dry eyes and an indifferent air, commence cutting up the wing of a goose before her.
'An unfeeling child,' I thought to myself; 'how lightly she dismisses her old playmate's troubles.
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