"Well, don't talk so fast, Miss!" I interrupted; "you'll disorder the handkerchief I have tied round your face, and make the cut bleed again. Drink your tea, and take breath, and give over laughing: laughter is sadly out of place under this roof, and in your condition!"
"An undeniable truth," she replied. "Listen to that child! It maintains a constant wail-send it out of my hearing for an hour; I sha'n't stay any longer."
I rang the bell, and committed it to a servant's care; and then I inquired what had urged her to escape from Wuthering Heights in such an unlikely plight, and where she meant to go, as she refused remaining with us.

'Don't talk so fast, Miss!' I interrupted; 'you'll make the cut bleed again. Drink your tea, and give over laughing: laughter is sadly out of place under this roof, and in your condition!'
'True,' she replied. 'Listen to that child wailing! Send it out of my hearing for an hour; I shan't stay any longer.'
I rang the bell, and gave it to a servant's care. Then I inquired what had urged her to escape from Wuthering Heights, and where she meant to go, if she would not stay with us.
