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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte: here I go.'
'I promise, Ellen!' she cried, catching my dress. 'Oh, put them in
the fire, do, do!'
But when I proceeded to open a place with the poker the sacrifice
was too painful to be borne. She earnestly supplicated that I
would spare her one or two.
'One or two, Ellen, to keep for Linton's sake!'
I unknotted the handkerchief, and commenced dropping them in from
an angle, and the flame curled up the chimney.
'I will have one, you cruel wretch!' she screamed, darting her hand
into the fire, and drawing forth some half-consumed fragments, at
Wuthering Heights |
