Wuthering Heights, no doubt.
I read it right after H.P.Lovecraft's
Supernatural Horror in Literature. Here's part of what Lovecraft had to say about it:
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Heathcliff, the modified Byronic villain-hero, is a strange dark waif found in the streets as a small child and speaking only a strange gibberish till adopted by the family he ultimately ruins. That he is in truth a diabolic spirit rather than a human being is more than once suggested, and the unreal is further approached in the experience of the visitor who encounters a plaintive child-ghost at a bough-brushed upper window. Between Heathcliff and Catherine Earnshaw is a tie deeper and more terrible than human love.
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Jane Eyre, OTOH, is more conventionally "literary".