"Cathy, this lamb of yours threatens like a bull!" he said. "It is in danger of splitting its skull against my knuckles. By God, Mr Linton, I'm mortally sorry that you are not worth knocking down!"


Heathcliff (Ch. XI). - Wuthering Heights (1847)


Cathy, this lamb of yours threatens like a bull! he said. It is in danger of splitting its skull against my knuckles. By God, Mr Linton, I'm mortally ...

Cathy, this lamb of yours threatens like a bull! he said. It is in danger of splitting its skull against my knuckles. By God, Mr Linton, I'm mortally ...

Cathy, this lamb of yours threatens like a bull! he said. It is in danger of splitting its skull against my knuckles. By God, Mr Linton, I'm mortally ...

Cathy, this lamb of yours threatens like a bull! he said. It is in danger of splitting its skull against my knuckles. By God, Mr Linton, I'm mortally ...