‘you wished me away, because you knew I liked to be there!’
‘Is she sane?’ asked Mrs. Linton, appealing to me. ‘I’ll repeat our conversation, word for word, Isabella; and you point out any charm it could have had for you.’
‘I don’t mind the conversation,’ she answered: ‘I wanted to be with - ‘
“Well?’ said Catherine, perceiving her hesitate to complete the sentence.
‘With him: and I won’t be always sent off!’ she continued, kindling up. ‘You are a dog in the manger, Cathy, and desire no one to be loved but yourself!’
‘You are an impertinent little monkey!’ exclaimed Mrs. Linton, in surprise.