But I begin to fancy you don't like me. How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they cou — Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
But I begin to fancy you don't like me. How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they cou — Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
But I begin to fancy you don't like me. How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they cou — Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
But I begin to fancy you don't like me. How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they cou — Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
But I begin to fancy you don't like me. How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they cou — Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
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But I begin to fancy you don't like me. How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me. (Catherine Linton, nee Earnshaw)

— Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
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