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Chapter 23
"Isthatyou,MissLinton?"hesaid,raisinghisheadfromthearmofthegreatchair,inwhichhereclined."No—don’tkissme:ittakesmybreath.Dearme!papasaidyouwouldcall,"continuedhe,afterrecoveringalittlefromCatherine’sembrace;whileshestoodbylookingverycontrite."Willyoushutthedoor,ifyouplease?youleftitopen;andthose—thosedetestablecreatureswon’tbringcoalstothefire.It’ssocold!"
Istirredupthecinders,andfetchedascuttlefulmyself.Theinvalidcomplainedofbeingcoveredwithashes;buthehadatiresomecough,andlookedfeverishandill,soIdidnotrebukehistemper.
"Well,Linton,"murmuredCatherine,whenhiscorrugatedbrowrelaxed."Areyougladtoseeme?CanIdoyouanygood?"
"Whydidn’tyoucomebefore?"heasked."Youshouldhavecome,insteadofwriting.Ittiredmedreadfully,writingthoselongletters.I’dfarratherhavetalkedtoyou.Now,Icanneitherbeartotalk,noranythingelse.IwonderwhereZillahis!Willyou(lookingatme)stepintothekitchenandsee?"
Ihadreceivednothanksformyotherservice;andbeingunwillingtoruntoandfroathisbehest,Ireplied:"NobodyisouttherebutJoseph."
"Iwanttodrink,"heexclaimedfretfully,turningaway."ZillahisconstantlygaddingofftoGimmertonsincepapawent:it’smiserable!AndI’mobligedtocomedownhere—theyresolvednevertohearmeupstairs."
