"But, Mr. Lockwood, I forget these tales cannot divert you. I'm annoyed how I should dream of chattering on at such a rate; and your gruel cold, and you nodding for bed! I could have told Heathcliff's history, all that you need hear, in half a dozen words."
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Thus interrupting herself, the housekeeper rose, and proceeded to lay aside her sewing; but I felt incapable of moving from the hearth, and I was very far from nodding. "Sit still, Mrs. Dean," I cried; "do sit still another half-hour. You've done just right to tell the story leisurely. That is the method I like; and you must finish it in the same style. I am interested in every character you have mentioned, more or less."
"The clock is on the stroke of eleven, sir."

'But, Mr. Lockwood,' (said Mrs. Dean) 'I forget these tales cannot divert you. How I chatter on, when your gruel is cold, and you are nodding for bed! I could have told Heathcliff's history in half a dozen words.'
Thus interrupting herself, the housekeeper rose; but I felt very far from sleeping.
'Do sit another half-hour,' I cried. 'I like to hear the story told leisurely: I am interested in every character.'
'It is eleven o'clock, sir.'
