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Wuthering Heights - Brontë, Emily · 61 words
Wuthering Heights - Brontë, Emily
No. Ive formed my resolution, and by God Ill execute it. cried the desperate being. Ill do you a kindness in spite of yourself, and Hareton justice. And you neednt trouble your head to screen me; Catherine is gone. Nobody alive would regret me, or be ashamed, though I cut my throat this minute and its time to make an end.
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