he growled

he growled Two days later Yesterday afternoon was misty and bitterly cold， but I walked the four miles to Wuthering Heights and arrived just as it was beginning to snow. I banged on the front door for ten minutes，getting colder and colder.Finally Joseph's head appeared at a window of one of the farm buildings．

‘What do you want？’he growled． he growled ‘Could you let me in？’ I asked desperately．