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Winter in Haworth, some time in the 1840s. Emily Brontë steps off the wild and windswept moor where she has spent the day walking, and into the warmth of the family parsonage. She kicks off her pattens, the wooden overshoes that protect her cloth slippers from the elements, but finds the weather has got to them anyway. They are soaked through, and she trails damp footprints behind…
