On that stormy winter night, a century ago, the traveler, Lockwood, sat in the musty guest room at Wuthering Heights, listening to the story told him by the old servant, Ellen.
13 seconds sound clip from the Wuthering Heights (1939)) classic radio play.
You can hear this line at 00:26:55 in the radio play.
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- No woman ever grows tired of hearing the lovely things that loveliness makes people say. p
- There's a song, you may remember, that says the kind of things I mean exceptionally well.
- If there is someone lovelier than you, by all that's beautiful, such beauty can't be true.
- Outside, the wind swept over the moors, shaking the ancient house to its foundations.
- The lamp on the mantlepiece flickered, casting eerie shadows.
- That night, Heathcliff went away.
- Cathy ran far across the moors after him in the bitter cold, calling his name into the wind.
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