1 I care nothing for your sufferings.
2 They were too much absorbed in their mutual joy to suffer embarrassment.
3 Then the latch was raised and fell: they did not suffer him to come forth.
4 But poor Hareton, the most wronged, was the only one who really suffered much.
5 Her accomplice suffered for his share in the escape, notwithstanding his timid contrivances.
6 I know what he suffers now, for instance, exactly: it is merely a beginning of what he shall suffer, though.
7 I know what he suffers now, for instance, exactly: it is merely a beginning of what he shall suffer, though.
8 The stanchions stood too close to suffer his shoulders to follow, and I smiled, exulting in my fancied security.
9 They brought word that Catherine was ill: too ill to quit her room; and Heathcliff would not suffer them to see her.
10 Joseph objected at first; she was too much in earnest, however, to suffer contradiction; and at last he placed his hat on his head, and walked grumbling forth.
11 He many a time spoke sternly to me about my pertness; and averred that the stab of a knife could not inflict a worse pang than he suffered at seeing his lady vexed.
12 He muttered detached words also; the only one I could catch was the name of Catherine, coupled with some wild term of endearment or suffering; and spoken as one would speak to a person present; low and earnest, and wrung from the depth of his soul.
13 He sighed and moaned like one under great suffering, and kept it up for a quarter of an hour; on purpose to distress his cousin apparently, for whenever he caught a stifled sob from her he put renewed pain and pathos into the inflexions of his voice.
14 I was cogitating what the mystery might be, and determined Catherine should never suffer to benefit him or any one else, by my good will; when, hearing a rustle among the ling, I looked up and saw Mr. Heathcliff almost close upon us, descending the Heights.