| EARNSHAW |
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Cathy! Hindley!
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| CATHY |
Father,what did you bring me?
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| HINDLEY |
Hello,father!
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| EARNSHAW |
There you are. There you are Cathy，it's what you've always wanted. A riding
crop. Be careful how you use it. |
| HINDLEY |
I am so glad you got back soon,father. |
| CATHY |
It's wonderful! |
| HINDLEY |
Ow! Father,make her stop!
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| EARNSHAW |
Now，now，no，children，no! This is Hindley's violin. One of the best in Liverpool.
Fine tone... and a bow to go with it. Here you are, Paganini. |
| CATHY |
Who's that?
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| ELLEN |
He was hungry as a wolf. |
| EARNSHAW |
Oh，children，this is a little gentleman I met in Liverpool,who has accepted
my invitation to pay us a little visit. |
| CATHY |
He... he's dirty. |
| EARNSHAW |
Oh，no，don't make me ashamed of you， Cathy. When he's been scrubbed， Ellen，show
him Hindley's room. He'll sleep there. |
| HINDLEY |
In my room? He can't. I won't let him. |
| EARNSHAW |
Children，you may as well learn here and now that you must share what you
have with others not as fortunate as yourselves. Take charge of the lad,
Ellen. |
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Come along, child. What's your name? |
| EARNSHAW |
We'll call him...Heathcliff. |
| CATHY |
Heathcliff, I'll race you to the barn. The one that loses has to be the
other's slave. |
| HEATHCLIFF |
Come on!
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