To live all these years such close neighbours, and never see us, is odd; what have you done so for?"
"I visited it once or twice too often before you were born," he answered. "There—damn it! It you have any kisses to spare, give them to Linton—they are thrown away on me."
"Naughty Ellen!" exclaimed Catherine, flying to attack me next with her lavish caresses. "Wicked Ellen! to try to hinder me from entering. But, I'll take this walk every morning in future—may I, uncle—and sometimes bring papa? Wont you be glad to see us?"
"Of course!" replied the uncle, with a hardly surpressed grimace, resulting from his deep aversion to both the proposed visiters. "But stay," he continued, turning towards the young lady. "Now I think of it, I'd better tell you. Mr. Linton has a prejudice against me; we quarrelled at one time of our lives,
