Quotation from: Wuthering Heights

Written by: Emily Bronte

The minute after, she had sidled to him, and was sticking primroses
in his plate of porridge.

He dared not speak to her there: he dared hardly look; and yet she
went on teasing, till he was twice on the point of being provoked
to laugh. I frowned, and then she glanced towards the master:
whose mind was occupied on other subjects than his company, as his
countenance evinced; and she grew serious for an instant,
scrutinizing him with deep gravity. Afterwards she turned, and
recommenced her nonsense; at last, Hareton uttered a smothered
laugh. Mr. Heathcliff started; his eye rapidly surveyed our faces,
Catherine met it with her accustomed look of nervousness and yet
defiance, which he abhorred.