CATHY |
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Since when are you in the habit of entering my room, Heathcliff? |
HEATHCLIFF |
I want to talk to you. Go outside, Ellen. |
ELLEN |
I will not. I take orders from Mistress Catherine, not stable boys. |
HEATHCLIFF |
Go outside!
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ELLEN |
What?
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CATHY |
All right, Ellen. And now that we are so happily alone,Heathcliff,may l
know to what I owe this great honour? |
HEATHCLIFF |
He's commg here agam. |
CATHY |
You're really unbearable,Heathcliff,utterly unbearable. |
HEATHCLIFF |
You didn't think so this morning on the moors.
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CATHY |
Well,my moods change indoors. |
HEATHCLIFF |
Is he coming here? |
CATHY |
No, of course not. Now, please go away.
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HEATHCLIFF |
You are lying. Why are you dressed up in a silk
dress?
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CATHY |
Because gentlefolk dress for dinner. |
HEATHCLIFF |
Not you. Why are you trying to win his puny flatteries? |
CATHY |
I'm not a child anymore. You can't talk like that
to me.
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HEATHCLIFF |
I'm not talking to a child. I'm talking to Cathy・・・
My Cathy.
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