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seek elf-bolts to hurt us  – elf-bolts are stone arrowheads which were believed to be made by elves; Catherine accused Ellen of collecting elf-bolts to use for witchcraft.

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Gooid Lord! If there’s to be fresh ortherings – just when I getten used to two maisters, if I mun hev’ a mistress set o’er my heead, it’s like time to be flitting. I niver did think to see t’ day that I mud lave th’ owld place – but I doubt it’s nigh at hand!  – Good Lord! If there’s to be fresh orders – just when I’m getting used to two masters – if I must have a mistress set over my head, it’s time to be flitting. I never did think to see the day when I must leave the old place – but I doubt it’s not at hand!

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Thear! Hareton, thou willn’t sup thy porridge to-neeght; they’ll be naught but lumps as big as my neive. Thear, agean! I’d fling in bowl un’ all, if I wer ye! There, pale t’ guilp off, un’ then ye’ll hae done wi’ ’t. Bang, bang. It’s a mercy t’ bothom isn’t deaved out!  – There! Hareton, you won’t have your porridge tonight; there’ll be nothing but lumps as big as my fist. There again! I’d throw the bowl and all, if I were you! There, skim the milk off, and then you’ll be done with it. Bang, bang. It’s the mercy (thanks) the bottom isn’t knocked out!