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Chapter 15

           Itisenough!Youleftmetoo:butIwon’tupbraidyou!Iforgiveyou,Forgiveme!"

           "Itishardtoforgive,andtolookatthoseeyes,andfeelthosewastedhands,"heanswered."Kissmeagain;anddon’tletmeseeyoureyes!Iforgivewhatyouhavedonetome.Ilovemymurdererbutyours!HowcanI?"

           Theyweresilenttheirfaceshidagainsteachother,andwashedbyeachother’stears.Atleast,Isupposetheweepingwasonbothsides;asitseemedHeathcliffcouldweeponagreatoccasionlikethis.

           Igrewveryuncomfortable,meanwhile;fortheafternoonworefastaway,themanwhomIhadsentoffreturnedfromhiserrand,andIcoulddistinguish,bytheshineofthewesternsunupthevalley,aconcoursethickeningoutsideGimmertonchapelporch.

           "Serviceisover,"Iannounced."Mymasterwillbehereinhalf-an-hour."

           Heathcliffgroanedacurse,andstrainedCatherinecloser;shenevermoved.

           ErelongIperceivedagroupoftheservantspassinguptheroadtowardsthekitchenwing.Mr.Lintonwasnotfarbehind;heopenedthegatehimselfandsaunteredslowlyup,probablyenjoyingthelovelyafternoonthatbreathedassoftassummer.

           "Nowheishere,"Iexclaimed."ForHeaven’ssake,hurrydown!You’llnotmeetanyoneonthefrontstairs.Dobequick;andstayamongthetreestillheisfairlyin."

           "Imustgo,Cathy,"saidHeathcliff,seekingtoextricatehimselffromhiscompanion’sarms."ButifIlive,I’llseeyouagainbeforeyouareasleep.Iwon’tstrayfiveyardsfromyourwindow.

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