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Wuthering Heights - Brontë, Emily · 52 words
Why, where the devil is the use ont. growled Hareton, more ready in answering his daily companion. He was about to enlarge further, but the two youngsters broke into a noisy fit of merriment. my giddy miss being delighted to discover that she might turn his strange talk to matter of amusement.
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