Wuthering Heights – Emily Brontë

‍­ ‍­ ‍­ ‍­ First Sentence 1801.—I have just returned from a visit to my landlord—the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.  ‍­ ‍­ ‍­ ‍­ p.47 He seemed a sullen, patient child; hardened, perhaps, to ill-treatment: he would stand Hindley’s blows without winking or shedding a tear, and my pinches moved him … Continue reading Wuthering Heights – Emily Brontë