He's past your wheedling now. I'm master of Wuthering Heights.
6 seconds sound clip from the Wuthering Heights (1939)) classic radio play.
You can hear this line at 00:12:18 in the radio play.
Quote context
[...]
- And that's the way they grew up. Wild and free, roaming the moors together.
- But Hindley grew more and more jealous.
- Cathy was eighteen and Hindley past twenty-one when Mr. Earnshaw died.
- You're not going into that room to look at my father's body.
- Why? He loved me more than he did you.
- He's past your wheedling now. I'm master of Wuthering Heights.
- If you want to stay here, we've need for a stable boy. That... or get out!
- Well? Give me a hand up to my saddle.
- 'Sir'! You gypsy beggar! How many times must I tell you?
- Sir.
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