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time, on "Wuthering Heights." I felt less alone; it may be I wrote him a note of appreciation. A couple of years later I found a "Wuthering Heights", all alone, in a soft leather green binding with a few of her poems.

    Time went on.  Then on "Invitation to Learning" the tale was brought up for discussion.  One of the four panelists was a woman.   She got to the root of the matter - what had puzzled me.   The three men were vague; apparently afraid to commit themselves.
    Well, you know what has happened in late years.  The "movie" was produced.   Because Emily and I won free tickets on my birthday I agreed to go against better judgement.  A beautiful screen play with a beautiful heroine but NOT "Wuthering Heights."
    Emily Brontë never wrote another tale.
    Neither did O'Sullivan.
    Now you know why I am going so slowly on "Twenty Years A-Growing."
    But, then, I will pick it up again and again, as I do  "Wuthering Heights," when I need it.
    We thank you.

Sincerely, V. L. Sherman