The place was different then... a sweet, well-kept estate.

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

You can hear this line at 00:07:34 in the radio play.

Quote context

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- Cathy? Who's she?

- Cathy is a girl, who died.

- I don't believe in ghosts, if that's what you mean. I don't believe in phantoms sobbing in the night.

- You don't believe? Perhaps if I told you her story, you'd change your mind - about the dead returning.

- Tell me her story.

- It all began the time I came to Wuthering Heights as a servant. That was fifty years ago, in Seventeen Hundred and Ninety.

- The place was different then... a sweet, well-kept estate.

- Mr. Earnshaw was master. A fine man who dearly loved his two children, Cathy and Hindley.

- One day, Mr. Earnshaw returned from Liverpool with a foundling boy he had picked up.

- A dark, savage-lookin' gypsy lad, with the most dreadful marks of beatings on his back.

- Mr. Earnshaw called for me the moment he arrived.

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