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Wuthering Heights - Brontë, Emily · 45 words
Wuthering Heights - Brontë, Emily
I felt I uttered my explanations awkwardly; the master frowned. It is nothing, is it, Ellen Dean. he said sternly. You shall account more clearly for keeping me ignorant of this. And he took his wife in his arms, and looked at her with anguish.
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