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Extract From Wuthering Heights

A nice extract from Wuthering Heights - one of my favourite novels of all time. Hope you enjoy this extract as much as I did :)

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Wuthering Heights

Emily Bront Nelly, do you never dream queer dreams? she said, suddenly, after some minutes reflection. Yes, now and then, I answered. And so do I. Ive dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas: theyve gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind. And this is one: Im going to tell itbut take care not to smile at any part of it. Oh! Dont, Miss Catherine! I cried. Were dismal enough without conjuring up ghosts and visions to perplex us. Come, come, be merry and like yourself! Look at little Hareton! Hes dreaming nothing dreary. How sweetly he smiles in his sleep! Yes; and how sweetly his father curses in his solitude! You remember him, I daresay, when he was just such another as that chubby thing: nearly as young and innocent. However, Nelly, I shall oblige you to listen: its not long; and Ive no power to be merry tonight. I wont hear it, I wont hear it! I repeated, hastily. I was superstitious about dreams then, and am still; and Catherine had an unusual gloom in her aspect, that made me dread something from which I might shape a prophecy, and foresee a fearful catastrophe. She was vexed, but she did not proceed. Apparently taking up another subject, she recommenced in a short time. If I were in heaven, Nelly, I should be extremely miserable. Because you are not fit to go there, I answered. All sinners would be miserable in heaven. But it is not for that. I dreamt once that I was there. I tell you I wont hearken to your dreams, Miss Catherine! Ill go to bed, I interrupted again. She laughed, and held me down; for I made a motion to leave my chair. This is nothing, cried she: I was only going to say that heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy. That will do to explain my secret, as well as the other. Ive no more business to marry Edgar Linton than I have to be in heaven; and if the wicked man in there had not brought Heathcliff so low, I shouldnt have thought of it. It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff now; so he shall never know how I love him: and that, not because hes handsome, Nelly, but because hes more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Lintons is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.

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