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“Oh, I’m burning! I wish I were out of doors! I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free...and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed? Why does my blood rush into a hell of tumult at a few words? I’m sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills. Open the window again wide: fasten it open!” ― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
No one else wanted to live up at the "House in the Mists". Everyone said it was haunted, or maybe worse, but I always felt quite at home up there. Although to be honest the damp could be a problem in the autumn, when the falling leaves would block the gutters.