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50 clothes were whitened with snow, and his sharp cannibal teeth, revealed by cold and wrath, gleamed through the dark.

"Isabella let me in, or I'll make you repent!" he 'girned', as Joseph calls it.

"I cannot commit murder;" I replied "Mr. Hindley stands sentinel with a knife, and loaded pistol."

"Let me in by the kitchen door!" he said.

"Hindley will be there before me," I answered. And that's a poor love of yours, that cannot bear a shower of snow! We were left at peace in our beds, as long as the summer moon shone, but the moment a blast of winter returns, you must run for shelter! Heathcliff, if I were you, I'd go stretch myself over her grave, and die like a faithful dogThe world is surely not worth living in now, is it? You had distinctly impressed on me, the idea that Catherine was the whole joy of your life—I can't imagine how you think of surviving her loss."