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Wuthering Heights - Brontë, Emily · 72 words
Wuthering Heights - Brontë, Emily
No, that man is not my son, answered Heathcliff, pushing me aside. But I have one, and you have seen him before too; and, though your nurse is in a hurry, I think both you and she would be the better for a little rest. Will you just turn this nab of heath, and walk into my house. Youll get home earlier for the ease; and you shall receive a kind welcome.
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