1 Yesterday afternoon set in misty and cold.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER II 2 I prognosticate for myself an obstinate cold, at least.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER VII 3 A cold blast rushed through; I closed it, and returned to my post.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XII 4 One might doubt in seasons of cold reflection; but not then, in the presence of her corpse.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XVI 5 Neither appeared inclined to dine, and, having waited till all was cold on the table, I commenced alone.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XVII 6 His hair and clothes were whitened with snow, and his sharp cannibal teeth, revealed by cold and wrath, gleamed through the dark.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XVII 7 I snuffed it off, and, very ill at ease under the influence of cold and lingering nausea, sat up and spread open the injured tome on my knee.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER III 8 I declined joining their breakfast, and, at the first gleam of dawn, took an opportunity of escaping into the free air, now clear, and still, and cold as impalpable ice.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER III 9 There seldom passed much talk between them: Linton learnt his lessons and spent his evenings in a small apartment they called the parlour: or else lay in bed all day: for he was constantly getting coughs, and colds, and aches, and pains of some sort.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XXI 10 And though frequently, when she looked in to bid me good-night, I remarked a fresh colour in her cheeks and a pinkness over her slender fingers, instead of fancying the line borrowed from a cold ride across the moors, I laid it to the charge of a hot fire in the library.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XXIII 11 It appeared dry and cold; but at the bottom was dotted in with pencil an obscure apology, and an entreaty for kind remembrance and reconciliation, if her proceeding had offended him: asserting that she could not help it then, and being done, she had now no power to repeal it.
Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteGet Context In CHAPTER XIII 12 Mr. Linton and his daughter would frequently walk out among the reapers; at the carrying of the last sheaves they stayed till dusk, and the evening happening to be chill and damp, my master caught a bad cold, that settled obstinately on his lungs, and confined him indoors throughout the whole of the winter, nearly without intermission.
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