"'Get away this moment! How dare you touch me? Why are you stopping there?' she cried, in a tone of disgust. 'I can't endure you! I'll go upstairs again, if you come near me.'
"Mr. Hareton recoiled, looking as foolish as he could do: he sat down in the settle very quiet, and she continued turning over her volumes another half hour; finally, Earnshaw crossed over, and whispered to me.
"'Will you ask her to read to us, Zillah? I'm stalled of doing naught; and I do like-I could like to hear her! Dunnot say I wanted it, but ask of yourseln.'

'"Get away this moment! How dare you touch me?" she cried, in a tone of disgust. "I can't endure you! I'll go upstairs again, if you come near me."
'Mr. Hareton recoiled, looking foolish; he sat down very quiet, and she continued turning over her volumes another half hour. Finally, Earnshaw crossed over, and whispered to me.
'"Will you ask her to read to us, Zillah? I'd like to hear her! Don't say I wanted it, but ask for yourself."
