He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. He was now as civil as he had just been insolent. Cathy rushed out from the kitchen, all smiles, with Lucy behind her. But she did not know what he knew, that it would always be rolling up, enlivened by suggestion, no matter how trifling. He had need of all the inexhaustible energy of his character to support him through his toilsome walk over the wet grass, or along the slippery ploughed land. A moment before, the surface of the stream was black as ink. You can if you will. He stood by her side, and he suffered her hands to rest in his.
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