"Silence!" he exclaimed. "Get done, and begone!"
"And Hareton's land, and his money," pursued the reckless thing. "Hareton and I are friends now; and I shall tell him all about you!"
The master seemed confounded a moment: he grew pale, and rose up, eyeing her all the while, with an expression of mortal hate.
"If you strike me, Hareton will strike you," she said; "so you may as well sit down."

'Silence!' he exclaimed. 'Begone!'
'And Hareton's land, and his money,' pursued the reckless thing. 'Hareton and I are friends now; and I shall tell him all about you!'
The master seemed confounded: he grew pale, and rose up, eyeing her with an expression of hate.
'If you strike me, Hareton will strike you,' she said; 'so you may as well sit down.'
