At his feet, a great dog growled ominously.

6 seconds sound clip from the Wuthering Heights (1939)) classic radio play.

You can hear this line at 00:04:00 in the radio play.

Quote context

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- About one hundred years ago, a stranger lost his way on such a night.

- Freezing, blinded and stumbling, he saw at last the fitful lights of an old manor house, aged and crumbling on the hillside.

- He knocked desperately at the door... It was opened by a doddering old butler who stood staring at him.

- Then, without a word, he led the stranger into the musty living room, where in the dim candlelight, a man and two women sat without moving.

- The man was tall and dark-skinned, like a gypsy. On his face, the stamp of years of bitter suffering.

- At his feet, a great dog growled ominously.

- At last the man turned and spoke.

- Who are you? And what do you want?

- My name's Lockwood. I've lost my way on the moors.

- Down, Wolf, down.

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