"Damn the doctor!" he interrupted, reddening. "Frances is quite right: she'll be perfectly well by this time next week. Are you going upstairs? will you tell her that I'll come, if she'll promise not to talk. I left her because she would not hold her tongue; and she must-tell her Mr. Kenneth says she must be quiet."
I delivered this message to Mrs. Earnshaw; she seemed in flighty spirits, and replied merrily, "I hardly spoke a word, Ellen, and there he has gone out twice, crying. Well, say I promise I won't speak: but that does not bind me not to laugh at him!"

'Damn the doctor!' he interrupted, reddening. 'Frances will be perfectly well by next week. But she must be quiet.'
Going to his wife, I delivered this message. Mrs. Earnshaw replied merrily, 'I hardly spoke a word, Ellen, and he has gone out twice, crying. Well, I won't speak: but I will laugh!'
