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Wuthering Heights - Brontë, Emily · 72 words
Wuthering Heights - Brontë, Emily
Come in, thats right. exclaimed the mistress, gaily, pulling a chair to the fire. Here are two people sadly in need of a third to thaw the ice between them; and you are the very one we should both of us choose. Heathcliff, Im proud to show you, at last, somebody that dotes on you more than myself. I expect you to feel flattered. Nay, its not Nelly; dont look at her.
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