"Now, get my horse," she said, addressing her unknown kinsman as she would one of the stable-boys at the Grange. "And you may come with me. I want to see where the goblin-hunter rises in the marsh, and to hear about the _fairishes_, as you call them: but make haste! What's the matter? Get my horse, I say."
"I'll see thee damned before I be _thy_ servant!" growled the lad.
"You'll see me _what_!" asked Catherine in surprise.

'Get my horse,' she said, addressing Hareton as if he were a stable-boy. 'You may come with me. I want to see where the goblin-hunter rises in the marsh, and to hear about the fairishes, as you call them: but make haste! What's the matter? Get my horse, I say.'
'I'll see thee damned before I be thy servant!' growled the lad.
'You'll see me what?' asked Catherine in surprise.
