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286 your anger, for she's hard to guide any way but her own."

"Catherine ill?" he said hastening to us. "Shut the window, Ellen! Catherine! why"

He was silent; the haggardness of Mrs. Linton's appearance smote him speechless, and he could only glance from her to me in horrified astonishment.

"She's been fretting here," I continued, "and eating scarcely anything, and never complaining, she would admit none of us till this evening, and so we couldn't inform you of her state, as we were not aware of it ourselves," but it is nothing."

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.

At first she gave him no glance of