Chapter 2
‘Stop, look here, Joseph,’ she (Cathy) continued, taking a long, dark book from shelf.
Chapter 3
Page 17
      I snuffed it off, and , very ill at ease under the influence of cold and lingering nausea, sat up, and spread open the injured tome on my knee. It was a Testament in lean type, and smelling dreadfully musty: a fly-leaf bore the inscription—‘Catherine Earnshaw, her book.’
      I shut it, and took up another, and another, till I had examined all.
Some were detached sentence; other parts took the form of a regular diary, scrawled in an unformed, childish hand.
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 ‘I could not bear the employment. I took my dingy volume by the scroop, and
   hurled it into the dog-kennel, vowing I hated a good book. ‘Heathcliff kicked his t
   to the same place.’

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      I was not going there, we were journey to hear the famous Jabes Branderham preach from the text—‘Seventy Times of the Seventy-First.’

Chapter 5
Page 36
     I, a little removed from the hearth, busy at my knitting, and Joseph reading his Bible near the table.
Chapter 7
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  Mrs. Dean said to Lockwood: “I have read more than you would fancy, Mr. Lockwood.  You could not open a book in this library that I have not looked into, and got something out of also; unless it be that range of Greek and Latin, and that of French.”
Chapter 31
Books and Scorn

Page 250--252
     The conversation b/w Lockwood, Catherine Linton, and Hareton Catherine: ‘…I would answer her (Nelly) letter, but I have no materials for writing, not even a book from which I might tear a leaf.’

Lockwood: ‘no books!’ I exclaimed. ‘How could you contrive to live here without them?….. Take my books away, and I should be desperate!”
C: ‘I was always reading, when I had them…Mr. Heathcliff never reads; so he took it into his head to destroy my books…only once, I searched through Joseph’s store of theology, to his great irritation: and once, Hareton…

     Then she begins to scold Hareton of stealing her stuff. Lockwood tries to make peace, but Catherine continue her anger; thus Hareton only flies into a rage and throws these books into stove. After roaring at each other for a while, Hareton went out of the door.

Chapter 32

Page 256
The male (Hareton) speaker began to read—he was a young man…having a book before him…his eyes kept impatiently wandering from the page to a small white hand (of Catherine Linton) over his shoulder…
     The task was done, not free from further blunders, but the pupil claimed a reward, and received at least five kisses…

Page 259----263
     Catherine Linton tries to make peace with Hareton. He tried to seduce Hareton first by reading loudly beside him, and then stopped at the interesting part. She tries to exhibit her cute and naughty side in front of Hareton. She coughs, sighs, cries, and speaks softly to Hareton. First, Hareton is still in anger, but soon he is surrendered by Catherine’s intensive flirting. She sends him a book and promises that she would teach him…