Грозовой перевал

           "Iwillhaveone,youcruelwretch!"shescreamed,dartingherhandintothefire,anddrawingforthsomehalfconsumedfragments,attheexpenseofherfingers.

           "Verywell—andIwillhavesometoexhibittopapa!"Ianswered,shakingbacktherestintothebundle,andturninganewtothedoor.

           Sheemptiedherblackenedpiecesintotheflames,andmotionedmetofinishtheimmolation.Itwasdone;Istirreduptheashes,andinterredthemunderashovelfulofcoals;andshemutely,andwithasenseofintenseinjury,retiredtoherprivateapartment.Idescendedtotellmymasterthattheyounglady’squalmofsicknesswasalmostgone,butIjudgeditbestforhertoliedownawhile.Shewouldn’tdine;butshereappearedattea,pale,andredabouttheeyes,andmarvellouslysubduedinoutwardaspect.Nextmorning,Iansweredtheletterbyaslipofpaper,inscribed,"MasterHeathcliffisrequestedtosendnomorenotestoMissLinton,asshewillnotreceivethem."And,thenceforth,thelittleboycamewithvacantpockets.