I will return to Manchester at once. Cathy had not even noticed that she herself was wet and trailing water everywhere. And now she was discovering that even Nature was something of a liar, with her mirages and her horizons. As soon, however, as the last solemn rites were over, and the remains of the unfortunate woman committed to their final resting-place in Willesden churchyard, his firmness completely deserted him, and he sank beneath the weight of his affliction. No other man should touch her; she was Hoddy's, body and soul, in this life and after. "May come!—it will come!—it shall come!" cried the carpenter, shaking his hand menacingly at him. True to her nature, Cathy had already offered John snacks and drinks of water twice by the time Lucy bounded down the stairs at 3:58. The intoxicating sense of novelty had given place to a more business-like mood.
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