Heathcliff turned away, his shoulders shaking. 'That isn't my
Heathcliff,' Catherine said to me. 'I'll always love my Heathcliff, and
take him with me. He's in my soul, you see. Oh, Ellen, I do want to
escape from this prison. There's a beautiful world waiting for me out
there. You feel sorry for me now because I'm ill. Well, very soon I'll
feel sorry for you, because I'll be beyond you all
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