" On opening the little door, two hairy monsters flew at my throat, bearing me down, and extinguishing the light; while a mingled guffaw from Heathcliff and Hareton put the copestone on my rage and humiliation.
Someone gave a guffaw, though I could work out neither who it was nor whether the laugh suggested approval or disdain.
" And off she went She informed the king she had never seen his daughter so content On the contrary, alwasy alone in the room, with ladies-in-waiting who didn't so much as look at her, the princess spent her days wistfully at the window She sat there leaning on the windowsill, and had she not thought to put a pillow under them, she would have got calluses on her elbows The window looked out on the forest, and all day long the princess saw nothing but treetops, clouds and, down below, the hunt
