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Wuthering Heights - Brontë, Emily · 44 words
Wuthering Heights - Brontë, Emily
Oh, he cried, I shant tell you where it is. It is our secret. Nobody, neither Hareton nor Zillah, is to know. There. youve tired me go away, go away. And he turned his face on to his arm, and shut his eyes again.
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