| 1 | Next time, Master Edgar, take the law into your own fists--it will give you an appetite! | |
| 2 | Next morning I answered the letter by a slip of paper, inscribed, `Master Heathcliff is requested to send no more notes to Miss Linton, as she will not receive them. | |
| 3 | But I hope you will get over it, and live to see many young men of four thousand a year come into the neighbourhood. | |
| 4 | Why, Master Linton,' said I, `three hundred miles is a great distance; and ten years seem very different in length to a grown-up person compared with what they do to you. | |
| 5 | Next time, Master Edgar, take the law into your own fists - it will give you an appetite! |
