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`Drag her away!' he cried savagely. `Are you staying to talk?' And he
approached to execute his own command. `He'll not obey you, wicked man, any
mo're,' said Catherine; `and he'll soon detest you as much as I do.' 


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I lingered at the gates; I lingered on the lawn; I paced backwards and
forwards on the pavement; the shutters of the glass door were closed; I
could not see into the interior; and both my eyes and spirit seemed drawn
from the gloomy house- from the grey hollow filled with rayless cells, as it
appeared to me- to that sky expanded before me,- a blue sea absolved from
taint of cloud; the moon ascending it in solemn march; her orb seeming to
look u`p as she left the hill-tops, from behind which she had come, far and
farther below her, and aspired to the zenith, midnight dark in its
fathomless depth and measureless distance; and for those trembling stars
that followed her course; they made my heart tremble, my veins glow when I
viewed them. Little th~ings recall us to earth; the clock struck in the
hall; that sufficed; I turned from moon and stars, opened a side-door, and
went in. 'Yes, of fri`ends,' I answered rather hesitatingly: for I knew I
meant mo`re than friends, but could not tell what other word to employ. He
helped me. 
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