1 I bid the trembling and bewildered child get down, and enter.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XX 2 She beat Hareton, or any child, at a good passionate fit of crying.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER IX 3 As the girl had anticipated, the child Hareton fell wholly into my hands.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER VIII 4 I cried out that he would frighten the child into fits, and ran to rescue him.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER IX 5 No mother could have nursed an only child more devotedly than Edgar tended her.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XIII 6 However, I will say this, he was the quietest child that ever nurse watched over.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER IV 7 Exhaustion of body had entirely subdued her spirit: our fiery Catherine was no better than a wailing child.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XII 8 This endurance made old Earnshaw furious, when he discovered his son persecuting the poor fatherless child, as he called him.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER IV 9 By the fire stood a ruffianly child, strong in limb and dirty in garb, with a look of Catherine in his eyes and about his mouth.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XIII 10 I was a child; my father was just buried, and my misery arose from the separation that Hindley had ordered between me and Heathcliff.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XII 11 Though I would give no information, he discovered, through some of the other servants, both her place of residence and the existence of the child.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XVII 12 Linton had slid from his seat on to the hearthstone, and lay writhing in the mere perverseness of an indulged plague of a child, determined to be as grievous and harassing as it can.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XXIII 13 And, perhaps, not quite awake to what he did, but attracted like a child to a candle, at last he proceeded from staring to touching; he put out his hand and stroked one curl, as gently as if it were a bird.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XXX 14 I was surprised to witness how coolly the child gathered himself up, and went on with his intention; exchanging saddles and all, and then sitting down on a bundle of hay to overcome the qualm which the violent blow occasioned, before he entered the house.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER IV 15 I could not picture a father treating a dying child as tyrannically and wickedly as I afterwards learned Heathcliff had treated him, to compel this apparent eagerness: his efforts redoubling the more imminently his avaricious and unfeeling plans were threatened with defeat by death.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XXV 16 The pettishness that might be caressed into fondness, had yielded to a listless apathy; there was less of the peevish temper of a child which frets and teases on purpose to be soothed, and more of the self-absorbed moroseness of a confirmed invalid, repelling consolation, and ready to regard the good-humoured mirth of others as an insult.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XXVI