After the usual carols had been sung, we set them to songs and glees.

Mrs.Earnshaw loved the music, and so they gave us plenty.
Catherine loved it too: but she said it sounded sweetest at the top of the steps, and she went up in the dark: I followed.

They shut the house door below, never noting our absence, it was so full of people.

She made no stay at the stairs'-head, but mounted farther, to the garret where Heathcliff was confined, and called him.

He stubbornly declined answering for a while: she persevered, and finally persuaded him to hold communion with her through the boards.