[Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte]@TWC D-Link bookWuthering Heights CHAPTER VIII 3/17
When she came, I felt convinced we shouldn't keep her long; and now, I must tell you, the winter will probably finish her.
Don't take on, and fret about it too much: it can't be helped.
And besides, you should have known better than to choose such a rush of a lass!"' 'And what did the master answer ?' I inquired. 'I think he swore: but I didn't mind him, I was straining to see the bairn,' and she began again to describe it rapturously.
I, as zealous as herself, hurried eagerly home to admire, on my part; though I was very sad for Hindley's sake.
He had room in his heart only for two idols--his wife and himself: he doted on both, and adored one, and I couldn't conceive how he would bear the loss. When we got to Wuthering Heights, there he stood at the front door; and, as I passed in, I asked, 'how was the baby ?' 'Nearly ready to run about, Nell!' he replied, putting on a cheerful smile. 'And the mistress ?' I ventured to inquire; 'the doctor says she's--' 'Damn the doctor!' he interrupted, reddening.
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