Quotation from: Wuthering Heights

Written by: Emily Bronte


The conversation ceased. Mrs. Linton sat down by the fire, flushed
and gloomy. The spirit which served her was growing intractable:
she could neither lay nor control it. He stood on the hearth with
folded arms, brooding on his evil thoughts; and in this position I
left them to seek the master, who was wondering what kept Catherine
below so long.


'Ellen,' said he, when I entered, 'have you seen your mistress?'

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