"Catherine!" said Isabella, calling up her dignity, and disdaining to struggle from the tight grasp that held her, "I'd thank you to adhere to the truth and not slander me, even in joke! Mr. Heathcliff, be kind enough to bid this friend of yours release me: she forgets that you and I are not intimate acquaintances; and what amuses her is painful to me beyond expression."
As the guest answered nothing, but took his seat, and looked thoroughly indifferent what sentiments she cherished concerning him, she turned and whispered an earnest appeal for liberty to her tormentor.

'Catherine!' said Isabella, with dignity, 'I'd thank you to keep to the truth and not slander me, even in joke! Mr. Heathcliff, what amuses her is painful to me.'
As the guest answered nothing, but looked thoroughly indifferent, she whispered to Catherine to let her go.
