Wuthering Heights By Emily Bronte Deluxe Edition Wuthering Heights Emily Bronte

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Wuthering Heights Deluxe Edition CHAPTER 24


Wuthering Heights By Emily Bronte Deluxe Edition

AT the close of three weeks I was able to quit my chamber and move
about the house.  And on the first occasion of my sitting up in the
evening I asked Catherine to read to me, because my eyes were weak.
We were in the library, the master having gone to bed:  she
consented, rather unwillingly, I fancied; and imagining my sort of
books did not suit her, I bid her please herself in the choice of
what she perused.  She selected one of her own favourites, and got
forward steadily about an hour; then came frequent questions.


'Ellen, are not you tired?  Hadn't you better lie down now?  You'll
be sick, keeping up so long, Ellen.'


'No, no, dear, I'm not tired,' I returned, continually.


Perceiving me immovable, she essayed another method of showing her
disrelish for her occupation.  It changed to yawning, and
stretching, and _


'Ellen, I'm tired.'


'Give over then and talk,' I answered.
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That was worse:  she fretted and sighed, and looked at her watch
till eight, and finally went to her room, completely overdone with
sleep; judging by her peevish, heavy look, and the constant rubbing
she inflicted on her eyes.  The following night she seemed more
impatient still; and on the third from recovering my company she
complained of a headache, and left me.  I thought her conduct odd;
and having remained alone a long while, I resolved on going and
inquiring whether she were better, and asking her to come and lie
on the sofa, instead of up_stairs in the dark.  No Catherine could
I discover up_stairs, and none below.  The servants affirmed they
had not seen her.  I listened at Mr. Edgar's door; all was silence.
I returned to her apartment, extinguished my candle, and seated
myself in the window.


The moon shone bright; a sprinkling of snow covered the ground, and
I reflected that she might, possibly, have taken it into her head
to walk about the garden, for refreshment.  I did detect a figure
creeping along the inner fence of the park; but it was not my young
mistress:  on its emerging into the light, I recognised one of the
grooms.  He stood a considerable period, viewing the carriage_road
through the grounds; then started off at a brisk pace, as if he had
detected something, and reappeared presently, leading Miss's pony;
and there she was, just dismounted, and walking by its side.  The
man took his charge stealthily across the grass towards the stable.
Cathy entered by the casement_window of the drawing_room, and
glided noiselessly up to where I awaited her.  She put the door
gently too, slipped off her snowy shoes, untied her hat, and was
proceeding, unconscious of my espionage, to lay aside her mantle,
when I suddenly rose and revealed myself.  The surprise petrified
her an instant:  she uttered an inarticulate exclamation, and stood
fixed.
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'My dear Miss Catherine,' I began, too vividly impressed by her
recent kindness to break into a scold, 'where have you been riding
out at this hour?  And why should you try to deceive me by telling
a tale?  Where have you been?  Speak!'


'To the bottom of the park,' she stammered.  'I didn't tell a
tale.'


'And nowhere else?' I demanded.


'No,' was the muttered reply.


'Oh, Catherine!' I cried, sorrowfully.  'You know you have been
doing wrong, or you wouldn't be driven to uttering an untruth to
me.  That does grieve me.  I'd rather be three months ill, than
hear you frame a deliberate lie.'


She sprang forward, and bursting into tears, threw her arms round
my neck.


'Well, Ellen, I'm so afraid of you being angry,' she said.
'Promise not to be angry, and you shall know the very truth:  I
hate to hide it.'
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We sat down in the window_seat; I assured her I would not scold,
whatever her secret might be, and I guessed it, of course; so she
commenced _


'I've been to Wuthering Heights, Ellen, and I've never missed going
a day since you fell ill; except thrice before, and twice after you
left your room.  I gave Michael books and pictures to prepare Minny
every evening, and to put her back in the stable:  you mustn't
scold him either, mind.  I was at the Heights by half_past six, and
generally stayed till half_past eight, and then galloped home.  It
was not to amuse myself that I went:  I was often wretched all the
time.  Now and then I was happy:  once in a week perhaps.  At
first, I expected there would be sad work persuading you to let me
keep my word to Linton:  for I had engaged to call again next day,
when we quitted him; but, as you stayed up_stairs on the morrow, I
escaped that trouble.  While Michael was refastening the lock of
the park door in the afternoon, I got possession of the key, and
told him how my cousin wished me to visit him, because he was sick,
and couldn't come to the Grange; and how papa would object to my
going:  and then I negotiated with him about the pony.  He is fond
of reading, and he thinks of leaving soon to get married; so he
offered, if I would lend him books out of the library, to do what I
wished:  but I preferred giving him my own, and that satisfied him
better.
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'On my second visit Linton seemed in lively spirits; and Zillah
(that is their housekeeper) made us a clean room and a good fire,
and told us that, as Joseph was out at a prayer_meeting and Hareton
Earnshaw was off with his dogs _ robbing our woods of pheasants, as
I heard afterwards _ we might do what we liked.  She brought me
some warm wine and gingerbread, and appeared exceedingly good_
natured, and Linton sat in the arm_chair, and I in the little
rocking chair on the hearth_stone, and we laughed and talked so
merrily, and found so much to say:  we planned where we would go,
and what we would do in summer.  I needn't repeat that, because you
would call it silly.


'One time, however, we were near quarrelling.  He said the
pleasantest manner of spending a hot July day was lying from
morning till evening on a bank of heath in the middle of the moors,
with the bees humming dreamily about among the bloom, and the larks
singing high up overhead, and the blue sky and bright sun shining
steadily and cloudlessly.  That was his most perfect idea of
heaven's happiness:  mine was rocking in a rustling green tree,
with a west wind blowing, and bright white clouds flitting rapidly
above; and not only larks, but throstles, and blackbirds, and
linnets, and cuckoos pouring out music on every side, and the moors
seen at a distance, broken into cool dusky dells; but close by
great swells of long grass undulating in waves to the breeze; and
woods and sounding water, and the whole world awake and wild with
joy.  He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to
sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee.  I said his heaven would
be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk:  I said I
should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in
mine, and began to grow very snappish.  At last, we agreed to try
both, as soon as the right weather came; and then we kissed each
other and were friends.
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'After sitting still an hour, I looked at the great room with its
smooth uncarpeted floor, and thought how nice it would be to play
in, if we removed the table; and I asked Linton to call Zillah in
to help us, and we'd have a game at blindman's_buff; she should try
to catch us:  you used to, you know, Ellen.  He wouldn't:  there
was no pleasure in it, he said; but he consented to play at ball
with me.  We found two in a cupboard, among a heap of old toys,
tops, and hoops, and battledores and shuttlecocks.  One was marked
C., and the other H.; I wished to have the C., because that stood
for Catherine, and the H. might be for Heathcliff, his name; but
the bran came out of H., and Linton didn't like it.  I beat him
constantly:  and he got cross again, and coughed, and returned to
his chair.  That night, though, he easily recovered his good
humour:  he was charmed with two or three pretty songs _ YOUR
songs, Ellen; and when I was obliged to go, he begged and entreated
me to come the following evening; and I promised.  Minny and I went
flying home as light as air; and I dreamt of Wuthering Heights and
my sweet, darling cousin, till morning.
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'On the morrow I was sad; partly because you were poorly, and
partly that I wished my father knew, and approved of my excursions:
but it was beautiful moonlight after tea; and, as I rode on, the
gloom cleared.  I shall have another happy evening, I thought to
myself; and what delights me more, my pretty Linton will.  I
trotted up their garden, and was turning round to the back, when
that fellow Earnshaw met me, took my bridle, and bid me go in by
the front entrance.  He patted Minny's neck, and said she was a
bonny beast, and appeared as if he wanted me to speak to him.  I
only told him to leave my horse alone, or else it would kick him.
He answered in his vulgar accent, "It wouldn't do mitch hurt if it
did;" and surveyed its legs with a smile.  I was half inclined to
make it try; however, he moved off to open the door, and, as he
raised the latch, he looked up to the inscription above, and said,
with a stupid mixture of awkwardness and elation:  "Miss Catherine!
I can read yon, now."


'"Wonderful," I exclaimed.  "Pray let us hear you _ you ARE grown
clever!"


'He spelt, and drawled over by syllables, the name _ "Hareton
Earnshaw."


'"And the figures?" I cried, encouragingly, perceiving that he came
to a dead halt.
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'"I cannot tell them yet," he answered.


'"Oh, you dunce!" I said, laughing heartily at his failure.


'The fool stared, with a grin hovering about his lips, and a scowl
gathering over his eyes, as if uncertain whether he might not join
in my mirth:  whether it were not pleasant familiarity, or what it
really was, contempt.  I settled his doubts, by suddenly retrieving
my gravity and desiring him to walk away, for I came to see Linton,
not him.  He reddened _ I saw that by the moonlight _ dropped his
hand from the latch, and skulked off, a picture of mortified
vanity.  He imagined himself to be as accomplished as Linton, I
suppose, because he could spell his own name; and was marvellously
discomfited that I didn't think the same.'


'Stop, Miss Catherine, dear!' _ I interrupted.  'I shall not scold,
but I don't like your conduct there.  If you had remembered that
Hareton was your cousin as much as Master Heathcliff, you would
have felt how improper it was to behave in that way.  At least, it
was praiseworthy ambition for him to desire to be as accomplished
as Linton; and probably he did not learn merely to show off:  you
had made him ashamed of his ignorance before, I have no doubt; and
he wished to remedy it and please you.  To sneer at his imperfect
attempt was very bad breeding.  Had you been brought up in his
circumstances, would you be less rude?  He was as quick and as
intelligent a child as ever you were; and I'm hurt that he should
be despised now, because that base Heathcliff has treated him so
unjustly.'
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'Well, Ellen, you won't cry about it, will you?' she exclaimed,
surprised at my earnestness.  'But wait, and you shall hear if he
conned his A B C to please me; and if it were worth while being
civil to the brute.  I entered; Linton was lying on the settle, and
half got up to welcome me.


'"I'm ill to_night, Catherine, love," he said; "and you must have
all the talk, and let me listen.  Come, and sit by me.  I was sure
you wouldn't break your word, and I'll make you promise again,
before you go."


'I knew now that I mustn't tease him, as he was ill; and I spoke
softly and put no questions, and avoided irritating him in any way.
I had brought some of my nicest books for him:  he asked me to read
a little of one, and I was about to comply, when Earnshaw burst the
door open:  having gathered venom with reflection.  He advanced
direct to us, seized Linton by the arm, and swung him off the seat.


'"Get to thy own room!" he said, in a voice almost inarticulate
with passion; and his face looked swelled and furious.  "Take her
there if she comes to see thee:  thou shalln't keep me out of this.
Begone wi' ye both!"
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'He swore at us, and left Linton no time to answer, nearly throwing
him into the kitchen; and he clenched his fist as I followed,
seemingly longing to knock me down.  I was afraid for a moment, and
I let one volume fall; he kicked it after me, and shut us out.  I
heard a malignant, crackly laugh by the fire, and turning, beheld
that odious Joseph standing rubbing his bony hands, and quivering.


'"I wer sure he'd sarve ye out!  He's a grand lad!  He's getten t'
raight sperrit in him!  HE knaws _ ay, he knaws, as weel as I do,
who sud be t' maister yonder _ Ech, ech, ech!  He made ye skift
properly!  Ech, ech, ech!"


'"Where must we go?" I asked of my cousin, disregarding the old
wretch's mockery.


'Linton was white and trembling.  He was not pretty then, Ellen:
oh, no! he looked frightful; for his thin face and large eyes were
wrought into an expression of frantic, powerless fury.  He grasped
the handle of the door, and shook it:  it was fastened inside.


'"If you don't let me in, I'll kill you! _ If you don't let me in,
I'll kill you!" he rather shrieked than said.  "Devil! devil! _
I'll kill you _ I'll kill you!"


Joseph uttered his croaking laugh again.
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'"Thear, that's t' father!" he cried.  "That's father!  We've allas
summut o' either side in us.  Niver heed, Hareton, lad _ dunnut be
'feard _ he cannot get at thee!"


'I took hold of Linton's hands, and tried to pull him away; but he
shrieked so shockingly that I dared not proceed.  At last his cries
were choked by a dreadful fit of coughing; blood gushed from his
mouth, and he fell on the ground.  I ran into the yard, sick with
terror; and called for Zillah, as loud as I could.  She soon heard
me:  she was milking the cows in a shed behind the barn, and
hurrying from her work, she inquired what there was to do?  I
hadn't breath to explain; dragging her in, I looked about for
Linton.  Earnshaw had come out to examine the mischief he had
caused, and he was then conveying the poor thing up_stairs.  Zillah
and I ascended after him; but he stopped me at the top of the
steps, and said I shouldn't go in:  I must go home.  I exclaimed
that he had killed Linton, and I WOULD enter.  Joseph locked the
door, and declared I should do "no sich stuff," and asked me
whether I were "bahn to be as mad as him."  I stood crying till the
housekeeper reappeared.  She affirmed he would be better in a bit,
but he couldn't do with that shrieking and din; and she took me,
and nearly carried me into the house.
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'Ellen, I was ready to tear my hair off my head!  I sobbed and wept
so that my eyes were almost blind; and the ruffian you have such
sympathy with stood opposite:  presuming every now and then to bid
me "wisht," and denying that it was his fault; and, finally,
frightened by my assertions that I would tell papa, and that he
should be put in prison and hanged, he commenced blubbering
himself, and hurried out to hide his cowardly agitation.  Still, I
was not rid of him:  when at length they compelled me to depart,
and I had got some hundred yards off the premises, he suddenly
issued from the shadow of the road_side, and checked Minny and took
hold of me.


'"Miss Catherine, I'm ill grieved," he began, "but it's rayther too
bad _ "


'I gave him a cut with my whip, thinking perhaps he would murder
me.  He let go, thundering one of his horrid curses, and I galloped
home more than half out of my senses.
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'I didn't bid you good_night that evening, and I didn't go to
Wuthering Heights the next:  I wished to go exceedingly; but I was
strangely excited, and dreaded to hear that Linton was dead,
sometimes; and sometimes shuddered at the thought of encountering
Hareton.  On the third day I took courage:  at least, I couldn't
bear longer suspense, and stole off once more.  I went at five
o'clock, and walked; fancying I might manage to creep into the
house, and up to Linton's room, unobserved.  However, the dogs gave
notice of my approach.  Zillah received me, and saying "the lad was
mending nicely," showed me into a small, tidy, carpeted apartment,
where, to my inexpressible joy, I beheld Linton laid on a little
sofa, reading one of my books.  But he would neither speak to me
nor look at me, through a whole hour, Ellen:  he has such an
unhappy temper.  And what quite confounded me, when he did open his
mouth, it was to utter the falsehood that I had occasioned the
uproar, and Hareton was not to blame!  Unable to reply, except
passionately, I got up and walked from the room.  He sent after me
a faint "Catherine!"  He did not reckon on being answered so:  but
I wouldn't turn back; and the morrow was the second day on which I
stayed at home, nearly determined to visit him no more.  But it was
so miserable going to bed and getting up, and never hearing
anything about him, that my resolution melted into air before it
was properly formed.  It had appeared wrong to take the journey
once; now it seemed wrong to refrain.  Michael came to ask if he
must saddle Minny; I said "Yes," and considered myself doing a duty
as she bore me over the hills.  I was forced to pass the front
windows to get to the court:  it was no use trying to conceal my
presence.
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'"Young master is in the house," said Zillah, as she saw me making
for the parlour.  I went in; Earnshaw was there also, but he
quitted the room directly.  Linton sat in the great arm_chair half
asleep; walking up to the fire, I began in a serious tone, partly
meaning it to be true _


'"As you don't like me, Linton, and as you think I come on purpose
to hurt you, and pretend that I do so every time, this is our last
meeting:  let us say good_bye; and tell Mr. Heathcliff that you
have no wish to see me, and that he mustn't invent any more
falsehoods on the subject."


'"Sit down and take your hat off, Catherine," he answered.  "You
are so much happier than I am, you ought to be better.  Papa talks
enough of my defects, and shows enough scorn of me, to make it
natural I should doubt myself.  I doubt whether I am not altogether
as worthless as he calls me, frequently; and then I feel so cross
and bitter, I hate everybody!  I am worthless, and bad in temper,
and bad in spirit, almost always; and, if you choose, you may say
good_bye:  you'll get rid of an annoyance.  Only, Catherine, do me
this justice:  believe that if I might be as sweet, and as kind,
and as good as you are, I would be; as willingly, and more so, than
as happy and as healthy.  And believe that your kindness has made
me love you deeper than if I deserved your love:  and though I
couldn't, and cannot help showing my nature to you, I regret it and
repent it; and shall regret and repent it till I die!"
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'I felt he spoke the truth; and I felt I must forgive him:  and,
though we should quarrel the next moment, I must forgive him again.
We were reconciled; but we cried, both of us, the whole time I
stayed:  not entirely for sorrow; yet I WAS sorry Linton had that
distorted nature.  He'll never let his friends be at ease, and
he'll never be at ease himself!  I have always gone to his little
parlour, since that night; because his father returned the day
after.


'About three times, I think, we have been merry and hopeful, as we
were the first evening; the rest of my visits were dreary and
troubled:  now with his selfishness and spite, and now with his
sufferings:  but I've learned to endure the former with nearly as
little resentment as the latter.  Mr. Heathcliff purposely avoids
me:  I have hardly seen him at all.  Last Sunday, indeed, coming
earlier than usual, I heard him abusing poor Linton cruelly for his
conduct of the night before.  I can't tell how he knew of it,
unless he listened.  Linton had certainly behaved provokingly:
however, it was the business of nobody but me, and I interrupted
Mr. Heathcliff's lecture by entering and telling him so.  He burst
into a laugh, and went away, saying he was glad I took that view of
the matter.  Since then, I've told Linton he must whisper his
bitter things.  Now, Ellen, you have heard all.  I can't be
prevented from going to Wuthering Heights, except by inflicting
misery on two people; whereas, if you'll only not tell papa, my
going need disturb the tranquillity of none.  You'll not tell, will
you?  It will be very heartless, if you do.'
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'I'll make up my mind on that point by to_morrow, Miss Catherine,'
I replied.  'It requires some study; and so I'll leave you to your
rest, and go think it over.'


I thought it over aloud, in my master's presence; walking straight
from her room to his, and relating the whole story:  with the
exception of her conversations with her cousin, and any mention of
Hareton.  Mr. Linton was alarmed and distressed, more than he would
acknowledge to me.  In the morning, Catherine learnt my betrayal of
her confidence, and she learnt also that her secret visits were to
end.  In vain she wept and writhed against the interdict, and
implored her father to have pity on Linton:  all she got to comfort
her was a promise that he would write and give him leave to come to
the Grange when he pleased; but explaining that he must no longer
expect to see Catherine at Wuthering Heights.  Perhaps, had he been
aware of his nephew's disposition and state of health, he would
have seen fit to withhold even that slight consolation.
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Wuthering Heights Deluxe Edition CHAPTER 25


Wuthering Heights By Emily Bronte Deluxe Edition

'THESE things happened last winter, sir,' said Mrs.
Dean; 'hardly
more than a year ago.  Last winter, I did not think, at another
twelve months' end, I should be amusing a stranger to the family
with relating them!  Yet, who knows how long you'll be a stranger?
You're too young to rest always contented, living by yourself; and
I some way fancy no one could see Catherine Linton and not love
her.  You smile; but why do you look so lively and interested when
I talk about her? and why have you asked me to hang her picture
over your fireplace? and why _ ?'


'Stop, my good friend!' I cried.  'It may be very possible that I
should love her; but would she love me?  I doubt it too much to
venture my tranquillity by running into temptation:  and then my
home is not here.  I'm of the busy world, and to its arms I must
return.  Go on.  Was Catherine obedient to her father's commands?'
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'She was,' continued the housekeeper.  'Her affection for him was
still the chief sentiment in her heart; and he spoke without anger:
he spoke in the deep tenderness of one about to leave his treasure
amid perils and foes, where his remembered words would be the only
aid that he could bequeath to guide her.  He said to me, a few days
afterwards, "I wish my nephew would write, Ellen, or call.  Tell
me, sincerely, what you think of him:  is he changed for the
better, or is there a prospect of improvement, as he grows a man?"


'"He's very delicate, sir," I replied; "and scarcely likely to
reach manhood:  but this I can say, he does not resemble his
father; and if Miss Catherine had the misfortune to marry him, he
would not be beyond her control:  unless she were extremely and
foolishly indulgent.  However, master, you'll have plenty of time
to get acquainted with him and see whether he would suit her:  it
wants four years and more to his being of age."'


Edgar sighed; and, walking to the window, looked out towards
Gimmerton Kirk.  It was a misty afternoon, but the February sun
shone dimly, and we could just distinguish the two fir_trees in the
yard, and the sparely_scattered gravestones.
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'I've prayed often,' he half soliloquised, 'for the approach of
what is coming; and now I begin to shrink, and fear it.  I thought
the memory of the hour I came down that glen a bridegroom would be
less sweet than the anticipation that I was soon, in a few months,
or, possibly, weeks, to be carried up, and laid in its lonely
hollow!  Ellen, I've been very happy with my little Cathy:  through
winter nights and summer days she was a living hope at my side.
But I've been as happy musing by myself among those stones, under
that old church:  lying, through the long June evenings, on the
green mound of her mother's grave, and wishing _ yearning for the
time when I might lie beneath it.  What can I do for Cathy?  How
must I quit her?  I'd not care one moment for Linton being
Heathcliff's son; nor for his taking her from me, if he could
console her for my loss.  I'd not care that Heathcliff gained his
ends, and triumphed in robbing me of my last blessing!  But should
Linton be unworthy _ only a feeble tool to his father _ I cannot
abandon her to him!  And, hard though it be to crush her buoyant
spirit, I must persevere in making her sad while I live, and
leaving her solitary when I die.  Darling!  I'd rather resign her
to God, and lay her in the earth before me.'
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'Resign her to God as it is, sir,' I answered, 'and if we should
lose you _ which may He forbid _ under His providence, I'll stand
her friend and counsellor to the last.  Miss Catherine is a good
girl:  I don't fear that she will go wilfully wrong; and people who
do their duty are always finally rewarded.'


Spring advanced; yet my master gathered no real strength, though he
resumed his walks in the grounds with his daughter.  To her
inexperienced notions, this itself was a sign of convalescence; and
then his cheek was often flushed, and his eyes were bright; she
felt sure of his recovering.  On her seventeenth birthday, he did
not visit the churchyard:  it was raining, and I observed _ 'You'll
surely not go out to_night, sir?'


He answered, _ 'No, I'll defer it this year a little longer.'  He
wrote again to Linton, expressing his great desire to see him; and,
had the invalid been presentable, I've no doubt his father would
have permitted him to come.  As it was, being instructed, he
returned an answer, intimating that Mr. Heathcliff objected to his
calling at the Grange; but his uncle's kind remembrance delighted
him, and he hoped to meet him sometimes in his rambles, and
personally to petition that his cousin and he might not remain long
so utterly divided.
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That part of his letter was simple, and probably his own.
Heathcliff knew he could plead eloquently for Catherine's company,
then.


'I do not ask,' he said, 'that she may visit here; but am I never
to see her, because my father forbids me to go to her home, and you
forbid her to come to mine?  Do, now and then, ride with her
towards the Heights; and let us exchange a few words, in your
presence!  We have done nothing to deserve this separation; and you
are not angry with me:  you have no reason to dislike me, you
allow, yourself.  Dear uncle! send me a kind note to_morrow, and
leave to join you anywhere you please, except at Thrushcross
Grange.  I believe an interview would convince you that my father's
character is not mine:  he affirms I am more your nephew than his
son; and though I have faults which render me unworthy of
Catherine, she has excused them, and for her sake, you should also.
You inquire after my health _ it is better; but while I remain cut
off from all hope, and doomed to solitude, or the society of those
who never did and never will like me, how can I be cheerful and
well?'
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Edgar, though he felt for the boy, could not consent to grant his
request; because he could not accompany Catherine.  He said, in
summer, perhaps, they might meet:  meantime, he wished him to
continue writing at intervals, and engaged to give him what advice
and comfort he was able by letter; being well aware of his hard
position in his family.  Linton complied; and had he been
unrestrained, would probably have spoiled all by filling his
epistles with complaints and lamentations. but his father kept a
sharp watch over him; and, of course, insisted on every line that
my master sent being shown; so, instead of penning his peculiar
personal sufferings and distresses, the themes constantly uppermost
in his thoughts, he harped on the cruel obligation of being held
asunder from his friend and love; and gently intimated that Mr.
Linton must allow an interview soon, or he should fear he was
purposely deceiving him with empty promises.
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Cathy was a powerful ally at home; and between them they at length
persuaded my master to acquiesce in their having a ride or a walk
together about once a week, under my guardianship, and on the moors
nearest the Grange:  for June found him still declining.  Though he
had set aside yearly a portion of his income for my young lady's
fortune, he had a natural desire that she might retain _ or at
least return in a short time to _ the house of her ancestors; and
he considered her only prospect of doing that was by a union with
his heir; he had no idea that the latter was failing almost as fast
as himself; nor had any one, I believe:  no doctor visited the
Heights, and no one saw Master Heathcliff to make report of his
condition among us.  I, for my part, began to fancy my forebodings
were false, and that he must be actually rallying, when he
mentioned riding and walking on the moors, and seemed so earnest in
pursuing his object.  I could not picture a father treating a dying
child as tyrannically and wickedly as I afterwards learned
Heathcliff had treated him, to compel this apparent eagerness:  his
efforts redoubling the more imminently his avaricious and unfeeling
plans were threatened with defeat by death.
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SUMMER was already past its prime, when Edgar reluctantly yielded
his assent to their entreaties, and Catherine and I set out on our
first ride to join her cousin.  It was a close, sultry day:  devoid
of sunshine, but with a sky too dappled and hazy to threaten rain:
and our place of meeting had been fixed at the guide_stone, by the
cross_roads.  On arriving there, however, a little herd_boy,
despatched as a messenger, told us that, _ 'Maister Linton wer just
o' this side th' Heights:  and he'd be mitch obleeged to us to gang
on a bit further.'


'Then Master Linton has forgot the first injunction of his uncle,'
I observed:  'he bid us keep on the Grange land, and here we are
off at once.'


'Well, we'll turn our horses' heads round when we reach him,'
answered my companion; 'our excursion shall lie towards home.'


But when we reached him, and that was scarcely a quarter of a mile
from his own door, we found he had no horse; and we were forced to
dismount, and leave ours to graze.  He lay on the heath, awaiting
our approach, and did not rise till we came within a few yards.
Then he walked so feebly, and looked so pale, that I immediately
exclaimed, _ 'Why, Master Heathcliff, you are not fit for enjoying
a ramble this morning.  How ill you do look!'


Catherine surveyed him with grief and astonishment:  she changed
the ejaculation of joy on her lips to one of alarm; and the
congratulation on their long_postponed meeting to an anxious
inquiry, whether he were worse than usual?
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'No _ better _ better!' he panted, trembling, and retaining her
hand as if he needed its support, while his large blue eyes
wandered timidly over her; the hollowness round them transforming
to haggard wildness the languid expression they once possessed.


'But you have been worse,' persisted his cousin; 'worse than when I
saw you last; you are thinner, and _ '


'I'm tired,' he interrupted, hurriedly.  'It is too hot for
walking, let us rest here.  And, in the morning, I often feel sick
_ papa says I grow so fast.'


Badly satisfied, Cathy sat down, and he reclined beside her.


'This is something like your paradise,' said she, making an effort
at cheerfulness.  'You recollect the two days we agreed to spend in
the place and way each thought pleasantest?  This is nearly yours,
only there are clouds; but then they are so soft and mellow:  it is
nicer than sunshine.  Next week, if you can, we'll ride down to the
Grange Park, and try mine.'
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Linton did not appear to remember what she talked of and he had
evidently great difficulty in sustaining any kind of conversation.
His lack of interest in the subjects she started, and his equal
incapacity to contribute to her entertainment, were so obvious that
she could not conceal her disappointment.  An indefinite alteration
had come over his whole person and manner.  The pettishness that
might be caressed into fondness, had yielded to a listless apathy;
there was less of the peevish temper of a child which frets and
teases on purpose to be soothed, and more of the self_absorbed
moroseness of a confirmed invalid, repelling consolation, and ready
to regard the good_humoured mirth of others as an insult.
Catherine perceived, as well as I did, that he held it rather a
punishment, than a gratification, to endure our company; and she
made no scruple of proposing, presently, to depart.  That proposal,
unexpectedly, roused Linton from his lethargy, and threw him into a
strange state of agitation.  He glanced fearfully towards the
Heights, begging she would remain another half_hour, at least.
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'But I think,' said Cathy, 'you'd be more comfortable at home than
sitting here; and I cannot amuse you to_day, I see, by my tales,
and songs, and chatter:  you have grown wiser than I, in these six
months; you have little taste for my diversions now:  or else, if I
could amuse you, I'd willingly stay.'


'Stay to rest yourself,' he replied.  'And, Catherine, don't think
or say that I'm VERY unwell:  it is the heavy weather and heat that
make me dull; and I walked about, before you came, a great deal for
me.  Tell uncle I'm in tolerable health, will you?'


'I'll tell him that YOU say so, Linton.  I couldn't affirm that you
are,' observed my young lady, wondering at his pertinacious
assertion of what was evidently an untruth.


'And be here again next Thursday,' continued he, shunning her
puzzled gaze.  'And give him my thanks for permitting you to come _
my best thanks, Catherine.  And _ and, if you DID meet my father,
and he asked you about me, don't lead him to suppose that I've been
extremely silent and stupid:  don't look sad and downcast, as you
are doing _ he'll be angry.'
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'I care nothing for his anger,' exclaimed Cathy, imagining she
would be its object.


'But I do,' said her cousin, shuddering.  'DON'T provoke him
against me, Catherine, for he is very hard.'


'Is he severe to you, Master Heathcliff?' I inquired.  'Has he
grown weary of indulgence, and passed from passive to active
hatred?'


Linton looked at me, but did not answer; and, after keeping her
seat by his side another ten minutes, during which his head fell
drowsily on his breast, and he uttered nothing except suppressed
moans of exhaustion or pain, Cathy began to seek solace in looking
for bilberries, and sharing the produce of her researches with me:
she did not offer them to him, for she saw further notice would
only weary and annoy.


'Is it half_an_hour now, Ellen?' she whispered in my ear, at last.
'I can't tell why we should stay.  He's asleep, and papa will be
wanting us back.'
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'Well, we must not leave him asleep,' I answered; 'wait till lie
wakes, and be patient.  You were mighty eager to set off, but your
longing to see poor Linton has soon evaporated!'


'Why did HE wish to see me?' returned Catherine.  'In his crossest
humours, formerly, I liked him better than I do in his present
curious mood.  It's just as if it were a task he was compelled to
perform _ this interview _ for fear his father should scold him.
But I'm hardly going to come to give Mr. Heathcliff pleasure;
whatever reason he may have for ordering Linton to undergo this
penance.  And, though I'm glad he's better in health, I'm sorry
he's so much less pleasant, and so much less affectionate to me.'


'You think HE IS better in health, then?' I said.


'Yes,' she answered; 'because he always made such a great deal of
his sufferings, you know.  He is not tolerably well, as he told me
to tell papa; but he's better, very likely.'


'There you differ with me, Miss Cathy,' I remarked; 'I should
conjecture him to be far worse.'


Linton here started from his slumber in bewildered terror, and
asked if any one had called his name.
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'No,' said Catherine; 'unless in dreams.  I cannot conceive how you
manage to doze out of doors, in the morning.'


'I thought I heard my father,' he gasped, glancing up to the
frowning nab above us.  'You are sure nobody spoke?'


'Quite sure,' replied his cousin.  'Only Ellen and I were disputing
concerning your health.  Are you truly stronger, Linton, than when
we separated in winter?  If you be, I'm certain one thing is not
stronger _ your regard for me:  speak, _ are you?'


The tears gushed from Linton's eyes as he answered, 'Yes, yes, I
am!'  And, still under the spell of the imaginary voice, his gaze
wandered up and down to detect its owner.


Cathy rose.  'For to_day we must part,' she said.  'And I won't
conceal that I have been sadly disappointed with our meeting;
though I'll mention it to nobody but you:  not that I stand in awe
of Mr. Heathcliff.'
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'Hush,' murmured Linton; 'for God's sake, hush!  He's coming.'  And
he clung to Catherine's arm, striving to detain her; but at that
announcement she hastily disengaged herself, and whistled to Minny,
who obeyed her like a dog.


'I'll be here next Thursday,' she cried, springing to the saddle.
'Good_bye.  Quick, Ellen!'


And so we left him, scarcely conscious of our departure, so
absorbed was he in anticipating his father's approach.


Before we reached home, Catherine's displeasure softened into a
perplexed sensation of pity and regret, largely blended with vague,
uneasy doubts about Linton's actual circumstances, physical and
social:  in which I partook, though I counselled her not to say
much; for a second journey would make us better judges.  My master
requested an account of our ongoings.  His nephew's offering of
thanks was duly delivered, Miss Cathy gently touching on the rest:
I also threw little light on his inquiries, for I hardly knew what
to hide and what to reveal.
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SEVEN days glided away, every one marking its course by the
henceforth rapid alteration of Edgar Linton's state.  The havoc
that months had previously wrought was now emulated by the inroads
of hours.  Catherine we would fain have deluded yet; but her own
quick spirit refused to delude her:  it divined in secret, and
brooded on the dreadful probability, gradually ripening into
certainty.  She had not the heart to mention her ride, when
Thursday came round; I mentioned it for her, and obtained
permission to order her out of doors:  for the library, where her
father stopped a short time daily _ the brief period he could bear
to sit up _ and his chamber, had become her whole world.  She
grudged each moment that did not find her bending over his pillow,
or seated by his side.  Her countenance grew wan with watching and
sorrow, and my master gladly dismissed her to what he flattered
himself would be a happy change of scene and society; drawing
comfort from the hope that she would not now be left entirely alone
after his death.
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He had a fixed idea, I guessed by several observations he let fall,
that, as his nephew resembled him in person, he would resemble him
in mind; for Linton's letters bore few or no indications of his
defective character.  And I, through pardonable weakness, refrained
from correcting the error; asking myself what good there would be
in disturbing his last moments with information that he had neither
power nor opportunity to turn to account.


We deferred our excursion till the afternoon; a golden afternoon of
August:  every breath from the hills so full of life, that it
seemed whoever respired it, though dying, might revive.
Catherine's face was just like the landscape _ shadows and sunshine
flitting over it in rapid succession; but the shadows rested
longer, and the sunshine was more transient; and her poor little
heart reproached itself for even that passing forgetfulness of its
cares.


We discerned Linton watching at the same spot he had selected
before.  My young mistress alighted, and told me that, as she was
resolved to stay a very little while, I had better hold the pony
and remain on horseback; but I dissented:  I wouldn't risk losing
sight of the charge committed to me a minute; so we climbed the
slope of heath together.  Master Heathcliff received us with
greater animation on this occasion:  not the animation of high
spirits though, nor yet of joy; it looked more like fear.
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'It is late!' he said, speaking short and with difficulty.  'Is not
your father very ill?  I thought you wouldn't come.'


'WHY won't you be candid?' cried Catherine, swallowing her
greeting.  'Why cannot you say at once you don't want me?  It is
strange, Linton, that for the second time you have brought me here
on purpose, apparently to distress us both, and for no reason
besides!'


Linton shivered, and glanced at her, half supplicating, half
ashamed; but his cousin's patience was not sufficient to endure
this enigmatical behaviour.


'My father IS very ill,' she said; 'and why am I called from his
bedside?  Why didn't you send to absolve me from my promise, when
you wished I wouldn't keep it?  Come!  I desire an explanation:
playing and trifling are completely banished out of my mind; and I
can't dance attendance on your affectations now!'
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'My affectations!' he murmured; 'what are they?  For heaven's sake,
Catherine, don't look so angry!  Despise me as much as you please;
I am a worthless, cowardly wretch:  I can't be scorned enough; but
I'm too mean for your anger.  Hate my father, and spare me for
contempt.'


'Nonsense!' cried Catherine in a passion.  'Foolish, silly boy!
And there! he trembles:  as if I were really going to touch him!
You needn't bespeak contempt, Linton:  anybody will have it
spontaneously at your service.  Get off!  I shall return home:  it
is folly dragging you from the hearth_stone, and pretending _ what
do we pretend?  Let go my frock!  If I pitied you for crying and
looking so very frightened, you should spurn such pity.  Ellen,
tell him how disgraceful this conduct is.  Rise, and don't degrade
yourself into an abject reptile _ DON'T!'


With streaming face and an expression of agony, Linton had thrown
his nerveless frame along the ground:  he seemed convulsed with
exquisite terror.


'Oh!' he sobbed, 'I cannot bear it!  Catherine, Catherine, I'm a
traitor, too, and I dare not tell you!  But leave me, and I shall
be killed!  DEAR Catherine, my life is in your hands:  and you have
said you loved me, and if you did, it wouldn't harm you.  You'll
not go, then? kind, sweet, good Catherine!  And perhaps you WILL
consent _ and he'll let me die with you!'
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My young lady, on witnessing his intense anguish, stooped to raise
him.  The old feeling of indulgent tenderness overcame her
vexation, and she grew thoroughly moved and alarmed.


'Consent to what?' she asked.  'To stay! tell me the meaning of
this strange talk, and I will.  You contradict your own words, and
distract me!  Be calm and frank, and confess at once all that
weighs on your heart.  You wouldn't injure me, Linton, would you?
You wouldn't let any enemy hurt me, if you could prevent it?  I'll
believe you are a coward, for yourself, but not a cowardly betrayer
of your best friend.'


'But my father threatened me,' gasped the boy, clasping his
attenuated fingers, 'and I dread him _ I dread him!  I DARE not
tell!'


'Oh, well!' said Catherine, with scornful compassion, 'keep your
secret:  I'M no coward.  Save yourself:  I'm not afraid!'
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Her magnanimity provoked his tears:  he wept wildly, kissing her
supporting hands, and yet could not summon courage to speak out.  I
was cogitating what the mystery might be, and determined Catherine
should never suffer to benefit him or any one else, by my good
will; when, hearing a rustle among the ling, I looked up and saw
Mr. Heathcliff almost close upon us, descending the Heights.  He
didn't cast a glance towards my companions, though they were
sufficiently near for Linton's sobs to be audible; but hailing me
in the almost hearty tone he assumed to none besides, and the
sincerity of which I couldn't avoid doubting, he said _


'It is something to see you so near to my house, Nelly.  How are
you at the Grange?  Let us hear.  The rumour goes,' he added, in a
lower tone, 'that Edgar Linton is on his death_bed:  perhaps they
exaggerate his illness?'


'No; my master is dying,' I replied:  'it is true enough.  A sad
thing it will be for us all, but a blessing for him!'


'How long will he last, do you think?' he asked.


'I don't know,' I said.
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'Because,' he continued, looking at the two young people, who were
fixed under his eye _ Linton appeared as if he could not venture to
stir or raise his head, and Catherine could not move, on his
account _ 'because that lad yonder seems determined to beat me; and
I'd thank his uncle to be quick, and go before him!  Hallo! has the
whelp been playing that game long?  I DID give him some lessons
about snivelling.  Is he pretty lively with Miss Linton generally?'


'Lively? no _ he has shown the greatest distress,' I answered.  'To
see him, I should say, that instead of rambling with his sweetheart
on the hills, he ought to be in bed, under the hands of a doctor.'


'He shall be, in a day or two,' muttered Heathcliff.  'But first _
get up, Linton!  Get up!' he shouted.  'Don't grovel on the ground
there up, this moment!'


Linton had sunk prostrate again in another paroxysm of helpless
fear, caused by his father's glance towards him, I suppose:  there
was nothing else to produce such humiliation.  He made several
efforts to obey, but his little strength was annihilated for the
time, and he fell back again with a moan.  Mr. Heathcliff advanced,
and lifted him to lean against a ridge of turf.
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'Now,' said he, with curbed ferocity, 'I'm getting angry and if you
don't command that paltry spirit of yours _ DAMN you! get up
directly!'


'I will, father,' he panted.  'Only, let me alone, or I shall
faint.  I've done as you wished, I'm sure.  Catherine will tell you
that I _ that I _ have been cheerful.  Ah! keep by me, Catherine;
give me your hand.'


'Take mine,' said his father; 'stand on your feet.  There now _
she'll lend you her arm:  that's right, look at her.  You would
imagine I was the devil himself, Miss Linton, to excite such
horror.  Be so kind as to walk home with him, will you?  He
shudders if I touch him.'


'Linton dear!' whispered Catherine, 'I can't go to Wuthering
Heights:  papa has forbidden me.  He'll not harm you:  why are you
so afraid?'


'I can never re_enter that house,' he answered.  'I'm NOT to re_
enter it without you!'
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'Stop!' cried his father.  'We'll respect Catherine's filial
scruples.  Nelly, take him in, and I'll follow your advice
concerning the doctor, without delay.'


'You'll do well,' replied I.  'But I must remain with my mistress:
to mind your son is not my business.'


'You are very stiff,' said Heathcliff, 'I know that:  but you'll
force me to pinch the baby and make it scream before it moves your
charity.  Come, then, my hero.  Are you willing to return, escorted
by me?'


He approached once more, and made as if he would seize the fragile
being; but, shrinking back, Linton clung to his cousin, and
implored her to accompany him, with a frantic importunity that
admitted no denial.  However I disapproved, I couldn't hinder her:
indeed, how could she have refused him herself?  What was filling
him with dread we had no means of discerning; but there he was,
powerless under its gripe, and any addition seemed capable of
shocking him into idiotcy.  We reached the threshold; Catherine
walked in, and I stood waiting till she had conducted the invalid
to a chair, expecting her out immediately; when Mr. Heathcliff,
pushing me forward, exclaimed _ 'My house is not stricken with the
plague, Nelly; and I have a mind to be hospitable to_day:  sit
down, and allow me to shut the door.'


He shut and locked it also.  I started.
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'You shall have tea before you go home,' he added.  'I am by
myself.  Hareton is gone with some cattle to the Lees, and Zillah
and Joseph are off on a journey of pleasure; and, though I'm used
to being alone, I'd rather have some interesting company, if I can
get it.  Miss Linton, take your seat by HIM.  I give you what I
have:  the present is hardly worth accepting; but I have nothing
else to offer.  It is Linton, I mean.  How she does stare!  It's
odd what a savage feeling I have to anything that seems afraid of
me!  Had I been born where laws are less strict and tastes less
dainty, I should treat myself to a slow vivisection of those two,
as an evening's amusement.'


He drew in his breath, struck the table, and swore to himself, 'By
hell!  I hate them.'


'I am not afraid of you!' exclaimed Catherine, who could not hear
the latter part of his speech.  She stepped close up; her black
eyes flashing with passion and resolution.  'Give me that key:  I
will have it!' she said.  'I wouldn't eat or drink here, if I were
starving.'


Heathcliff had the key in his hand that remained on the table.  He
looked up, seized with a sort of surprise at her boldness; or,
possibly, reminded, by her voice and glance, of the person from
whom she inherited it.  She snatched at the instrument, and half
succeeded in getting it out of his loosened fingers:  but her
action recalled him to the present; he recovered it speedily.
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'Now, Catherine Linton,' he said, 'stand off, or I shall knock you
down; and, that will make Mrs. Dean mad.'


Regardless of this warning, she captured his closed hand and its
contents again.  'We will go!' she repeated, exerting her utmost
efforts to cause the iron muscles to relax; and finding that her
nails made no impression, she applied her teeth pretty sharply.
Heathcliff glanced at me a glance that kept me from interfering a
moment.  Catherine was too intent on his fingers to notice his
face.  He opened them suddenly, and resigned the object of dispute;
but, ere she had well secured it, he seized her with the liberated
hand, and, pulling her on his knee, administered with the other a
shower of terrific slaps on both sides of the head, each sufficient
to have fulfilled his threat, had she been able to fall.'


At this diabolical violence I rushed on him furiously.  'You
villain!' I began to cry, 'you villain!'  A touch on the chest
silenced me:  I am stout, and soon put out of breath; and, what
with that and the rage, I staggered dizzily back and felt ready to
suffocate, or to burst a blood_vessel.  The scene was over in two
minutes; Catherine, released, put her two hands to her temples, and
looked just as if she were not sure whether her ears were off or
on.  She trembled like a reed, poor thing, and leant against the
table perfectly bewildered.
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'I know how to chastise children, you see,' said the scoundrel,
grimly, as he stooped to repossess himself of the key, which had
dropped to the floor.  'Go to Linton now, as I told you; and cry at
your ease!  I shall be your father, to_morrow _ all the father
you'll have in a few days _ and you shall have plenty of that.  You
can bear plenty; you're no weakling:  you shall have a daily taste,
if I catch such a devil of a temper in your eyes again!'


Cathy ran to me instead of Linton, and knelt down and put her
burning cheek on my lap, weeping aloud.  Her cousin had shrunk into
a corner of the settle, as quiet as a mouse, congratulating
himself, I dare say, that the correction had alighted on another
than him.  Mr. Heathcliff, perceiving us all confounded, rose, and
expeditiously made the tea himself.  The cups and saucers were laid
ready.  He poured it out, and handed me a cup.


'Wash away your spleen,' he said.  'And help your own naughty pet
and mine.  It is not poisoned, though I prepared it.  I'm going out
to seek your horses.'


Our first thought, on his departure, was to force an exit
somewhere.  We tried the kitchen door, but that was fastened
outside:  we looked at the windows _ they were too narrow for even
Cathy's little figure.
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'Master Linton,' I cried, seeing we were regularly imprisoned, 'you
know what your diabolical father is after, and you shall tell us,
or I'll box your ears, as he has done your cousin's.'


'Yes, Linton, you must tell,' said Catherine.  'It was for your
sake I came; and it will be wickedly ungrateful if you refuse.'


'Give me some tea, I'm thirsty, and then I'll tell you,' he
answered.  'Mrs. Dean, go away.  I don't like you standing over me.
Now, Catherine, you are letting your tears fall into my cup.  I
won't drink that.  Give me another.'  Catherine pushed another to
him, and wiped her face.  I felt disgusted at the little wretch's
composure, since he was no longer in terror for himself.  The
anguish he had exhibited on the moor subsided as soon as ever he
entered Wuthering Heights; so I guessed he had been menaced with an
awful visitation of wrath if he failed in decoying us there; and,
that accomplished, he had no further immediate fears.


'Papa wants us to be married,' he continued, after sipping some of
the liquid.  'And he knows your papa wouldn't let us marry now; and
he's afraid of my dying if we wait; so we are to be married in the
morning, and you are to stay here all night; and, if you do as he
wishes, you shall return home next day, and take me with you.'
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'Take you with her, pitiful changeling!' I exclaimed.  'YOU marry?
Why, the man is mad! or he thinks us fools, every one.  And do you
imagine that beautiful young lady, that healthy, hearty girl, will
tie herself to a little perishing monkey like you?  Are you
cherishing the notion that anybody, let alone Miss Catherine
Linton, would have you for a husband?  You want whipping for
bringing us in here at all, with your dastardly puling tricks:  and
_ don't look so silly, now!  I've a very good mind to shake you
severely, for your contemptible treachery, and your imbecile
conceit.'


I did give him a slight shaking; but it brought on the cough, and
he took to his ordinary resource of moaning and weeping, and
Catherine rebuked me.


'Stay all night?  No,' she said, looking slowly round.  'Ellen,
I'll burn that door down but I'll get out.'


And she would have commenced the execution of her threat directly,
but Linton was up in alarm for his dear self again.  He clasped her
in his two feeble arms sobbing:_ 'Won't you have me, and save me?
not let me come to the Grange?  Oh, darling Catherine! you mustn't
go and leave, after all.  You MUST obey my father _ you MUST!'
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'I must obey my own,' she replied, 'and relieve him from this cruel
suspense.  The whole night!  What would he think?  He'll be
distressed already.  I'll either break or burn a way out of the
house.  Be quiet!  You're in no danger; but if you hinder me _
Linton, I love papa better than you!'  The mortal terror he felt of
Mr. Heathcliff's anger restored to the boy his coward's eloquence.
Catherine was near distraught:  still, she persisted that she must
go home, and tried entreaty in her turn, persuading him to subdue
his selfish agony.  While they were thus occupied, our jailor re_
entered.


'Your beasts have trotted off,' he said, 'and _ now Linton!
snivelling again?  What has she been doing to you?  Come, come _
have done, and get to bed.  In a month or two, my lad, you'll be
able to pay her back her present tyrannies with a vigorous hand.
You're pining for pure love, are you not? nothing else in the
world:  and she shall have you!  There, to bed!  Zillah won't be
here to_night; you must undress yourself.  Hush! hold your noise!
Once in your own room, I'll not come near you:  you needn't fear.
By chance, you've managed tolerably.  I'll look to the rest.'
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He spoke these words, holding the door open for his son to pass,
and the latter achieved his exit exactly as a spaniel might which
suspected the person who attended on it of designing a spiteful
squeeze.  The lock was re_secured.  Heathcliff approached the fire,
where my mistress and I stood silent.  Catherine looked up, and
instinctively raised her hand to her cheek:  his neighbourhood
revived a painful sensation.  Anybody else would have been
incapable of regarding the childish act with sternness, but he
scowled on her and muttered _ 'Oh! you are not afraid of me?  Your
courage is well disguised:  you seem damnably afraid!'


'I AM afraid now,' she replied, 'because, if I stay, papa will be
miserable:  and how can I endure making him miserable _ when he _
when he _ Mr. Heathcliff, let ME go home!  I promise to marry
Linton:  papa would like me to:  and I love him.  Why should you
wish to force me to do what I'll willingly do of myself?'


'Let him dare to force you,' I cried.  'There's law in the land,
thank God! there is; though we be in an out_of_the_way place.  I'd
inform if he were my own son:  and it's felony without benefit of
clergy!'
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'Silence!' said the ruffian.  'To the devil with your clamour!  I
don't want YOU to speak.  Miss Linton, I shall enjoy myself
remarkably in thinking your father will be miserable:  I shall not
sleep for satisfaction.  You could have hit on no surer way of
fixing your residence under my roof for the next twenty_four hours
than informing me that such an event would follow.  As to your
promise to marry Linton, I'll take care you shall keep it; for you
shall not quit this place till it is fulfilled.'


'Send Ellen, then, to let papa know I'm safe!' exclaimed Catherine,
weeping bitterly.  'Or marry me now.  Poor papa!  Ellen, he'll
think we're lost.  What shall we do?'
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'Not he!  He'll think you are tired of waiting on him, and run off
for a little amusement,' answered Heathcliff.  'You cannot deny
that you entered my house of your own accord, in contempt of his
injunctions to the contrary.  And it is quite natural that you
should desire amusement at your age; and that you would weary of
nursing a sick man, and that man ONLY your father.  Catherine, his
happiest days were over when your days began.  He cursed you, I
dare say, for coming into the world (I did, at least); and it would
just do if he cursed you as HE went out of it.  I'd join him.  I
don't love you!  How should I?  Weep away.  As far as I can see, it
will be your chief diversion hereafter; unless Linton make amends
for other losses:  and your provident parent appears to fancy he
may.  His letters of advice and consolation entertained me vastly.
In his last he recommended my jewel to be careful of his; and kind
to her when he got her.  Careful and kind _ that's paternal.  But
Linton requires his whole stock of care and kindness for himself.
Linton can play the little tyrant well.  He'll undertake to torture
any number of cats, if their teeth be drawn and their claws pared.
You'll be able to tell his uncle fine tales of his KINDNESS, when
you get home again, I assure you.'
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'You're right there!' I said; 'explain your son's character.  Show
his resemblance to yourself:  and then, I hope, Miss Cathy will
think twice before she takes the cockatrice!'


'I don't much mind speaking of his amiable qualities now,' he
answered; 'because she must either accept him or remain a prisoner,
and you along with her, till your master dies.  I can detain you
both, quite concealed, here.  If you doubt, encourage her to
retract her word, and you'll have an opportunity of judging!'


'I'll not retract my word,' said Catherine.  'I'll marry him within
this hour, if I may go to Thrushcross Grange afterwards.  Mr.
Heathcliff, you're a cruel man, but you're not a fiend; and you
won't, from MERE malice, destroy irrevocably all my happiness.  If
papa thought I had left him on purpose, and if he died before I
returned, could I bear to live?  I've given over crying:  but I'm
going to kneel here, at your knee; and I'll not get up, and I'll
not take my eyes from your face till you look back at me!  No,
don't turn away! DO LOOK! you'll see nothing to provoke you.  I
don't hate you.  I'm not angry that you struck me.  Have you never
loved ANYBODY in all your life, uncle? NEVER?  Ah! you must look
once.  I'm so wretched, you can't help being sorry and pitying me.'
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'Keep your eft's fingers off; and move, or I'll kick you!' cried
Heathcliff, brutally repulsing her.  'I'd rather be hugged by a
snake.  How the devil can you dream of fawning on me?  I DETEST
you!'


He shrugged his shoulders:  shook himself, indeed, as if his flesh
crept with aversion; and thrust back his chair; while I got up, and
opened my mouth, to commence a downright torrent of abuse.  But I
was rendered dumb in the middle of the first sentence, by a threat
that I should be shown into a room by myself the very next syllable
I uttered.  It was growing dark _ we heard a sound of voices at the
garden_gate.  Our host hurried out instantly:  HE had his wits
about him; WE had not.  There was a talk of two or three minutes,
and he returned alone.


'I thought it had been your cousin Hareton,' I observed to
Catherine.  'I wish he would arrive!  Who knows but he might take
our part?'


'It was three servants sent to seek you from the Grange,' said
Heathcliff, overhearing me.  'You should have opened a lattice and
called out:  but I could swear that chit is glad you didn't.  She's
glad to be obliged to stay, I'm certain.'
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At learning the chance we had missed, we both gave vent to our
grief without control; and he allowed us to wail on till nine
o'clock.  Then he bid us go upstairs, through the kitchen, to
Zillah's chamber; and I whispered my companion to obey:  perhaps we
might contrive to get through the window there, or into a garret,
and out by its skylight.  The window, however, was narrow, like
those below, and the garret trap was safe from our attempts; for we
were fastened in as before.  We neither of us lay down:  Catherine
took her station by the lattice, and watched anxiously for morning;
a deep sigh being the only answer I could obtain to my frequent
entreaties that she would try to rest.  I seated myself in a chair,
and rocked to and fro, passing harsh judgment on my many
derelictions of duty; from which, it struck me then, all the
misfortunes of my employers sprang.  It was not the case, in
reality, I am aware; but it was, in my imagination, that dismal
night; and I thought Heathcliff himself less guilty than I.


At seven o'clock he came, and inquired if Miss Linton had risen.
She ran to the door immediately, and answered, 'Yes.'  'Here,
then,' he said, opening it, and pulling her out.  I rose to follow,
but he turned the lock again.  I demanded my release.
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'Be patient,' he replied; 'I'll send up your breakfast in a while.'


I thumped on the panels, and rattled the latch angrily and
Catherine asked why I was still shut up?  He answered, I must try
to endure it another hour, and they went away.  I endured it two or
three hours; at length, I heard a footstep:  not Heathcliff's.


'I've brought you something to eat,' said a voice; 'oppen t' door!'


Complying eagerly, I beheld Hareton, laden with food enough to last
me all day.


'Tak' it,' he added, thrusting the tray into my hand.


'Stay one minute,' I began.


'Nay,' cried he, and retired, regardless of any prayers I could
pour forth to detain him.


And there I remained enclosed the whole day, and the whole of the
next night; and another, and another.  Five nights and four days I
remained, altogether, seeing nobody but Hareton once every morning;
and he was a model of a jailor:  surly, and dumb, and deaf to every
attempt at moving his sense of justice or compassion.
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Wuthering Heights Deluxe Edition CHAPTER 28


Wuthering Heights By Emily Bronte Deluxe Edition

ON the fifth morning, or rather afternoon, a different step
approached _ lighter and shorter; and, this time, the person
entered the room.  It was Zillah; donned in her scarlet shawl, with
a black silk bonnet on her head, and a willow_basket swung to her
arm.


'Eh, dear!  Mrs. Dean!' she exclaimed.  'Well! there is a talk
about you at Gimmerton.  I never thought but you were sunk in the
Blackhorse marsh, and missy with you, till master told me you'd
been found, and he'd lodged you here!  What! and you must have got
on an island, sure?  And how long were you in the hole?  Did master
save you, Mrs. Dean?  But you're not so thin _ you've not been so
poorly, have you?'


'Your master is a true scoundrel!' I replied.  'But he shall answer
for it.  He needn't have raised that tale:  it shall all be laid
bare!'
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'What do you mean?' asked Zillah.  'It's not his tale:  they tell
that in the village _ about your being lost in the marsh; and I
calls to Earnshaw, when I come in _ "Eh, they's queer things, Mr.
Hareton, happened since I went off.  It's a sad pity of that likely
young lass, and cant Nelly Dean."  He stared.  I thought he had not
heard aught, so I told him the rumour.  The master listened, and he
just smiled to himself, and said, "If they have been in the marsh,
they are out now, Zillah.  Nelly Dean is lodged, at this minute, in
your room.  You can tell her to flit, when you go up; here is the
key.  The bog_water got into her head, and she would have run home
quite flighty; but I fixed her till she came round to her senses.
You can bid her go to the Grange at once, if she be able, and carry
a message from me, that her young lady will follow in time to
attend the squire's funeral."'


'Mr. Edgar is not dead?' I gasped.  'Oh! Zillah, Zillah!'


'No, no; sit you down, my good mistress,' she replied; 'you're
right sickly yet.  He's not dead; Doctor Kenneth thinks he may last
another day.  I met him on the road and asked.'
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Instead of sitting down, I snatched my outdoor things, and hastened
below, for the way was free.  On entering the house, I looked about
for some one to give information of Catherine.  The place was
filled with sunshine, and the door stood wide open; but nobody
seemed at hand.  As I hesitated whether to go off at once, or
return and seek my mistress, a slight cough drew my attention to
the hearth.  Linton lay on the settle, sole tenant, sucking a stick
of sugar_candy, and pursuing my movements with apathetic eyes.
'Where is Miss Catherine?' I demanded sternly, supposing I could
frighten him into giving intelligence, by catching him thus, alone.
He sucked on like an innocent.


'Is she gone?' I said.


'No,' he replied; 'she's upstairs:  she's not to go; we won't let
her.'


'You won't let her, little idiot!' I exclaimed.  'Direct me to her
room immediately, or I'll make you sing out sharply.'
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'Papa would make you sing out, if you attempted to get there,' he
answered.  'He says I'm not to be soft with Catherine:  she's my
wife, and it's shameful that she should wish to leave me.  He says
she hates me and wants me to die, that she may have my money; but
she shan't have it:  and she shan't go home!  She never shall! _
she may cry, and be sick as much as she pleases!'


He resumed his former occupation, closing his lids, as if he meant
to drop asleep.


'Master Heathcliff,' I resumed, 'have you forgotten all Catherine's
kindness to you last winter, when you affirmed you loved her, and
when she brought you books and sung you songs, and came many a time
through wind and snow to see you?  She wept to miss one evening,
because you would be disappointed; and you felt then that she was a
hundred times too good to you:  and now you believe the lies your
father tells, though you know he detests you both.  And you join
him against her.  That's fine gratitude, is it not?'


The corner of Linton's mouth fell, and he took the sugar_candy from
his lips.
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'Did she come to Wuthering Heights because she hated you?' I
continued.  'Think for yourself!  As to your money, she does not
even know that you will have any.  And you say she's sick; and yet
you leave her alone, up there in a strange house!  You who have
felt what it is to be so neglected!  You could pity your own
sufferings; and she pitied them, too; but you won't pity hers!  I
shed tears, Master Heathcliff, you see _ an elderly woman, and a
servant merely _ and you, after pretending such affection, and
having reason to worship her almost, store every tear you have for
yourself, and lie there quite at ease.  Ah! you're a heartless,
selfish boy!'


'I can't stay with her,' he answered crossly.  'I'll not stay by
myself.  She cries so I can't bear it.  And she won't give over,
though I say I'll call my father.  I did call him once, and he
threatened to strangle her if she was not quiet; but she began
again the instant he left the room, moaning and grieving all night
long, though I screamed for vexation that I couldn't sleep.'


'Is Mr. Heathcliff out?' I inquired, perceiving that the wretched
creature had no power to sympathize with his cousin's mental
tortures.
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'He's in the court,' he replied, 'talking to Doctor Kenneth; who
says uncle is dying, truly, at last.  I'm glad, for I shall be
master of the Grange after him.  Catherine always spoke of it as
her house.  It isn't hers!  It's mine:  papa says everything she
has is mine.  All her nice books are mine; she offered to give me
them, and her pretty birds, and her pony Minny, if I would get the
key of our room, and let her out; but I told her she had nothing to
give, they ware all, all mine.  And then she cried, and took a
little picture from her neck, and said I should have that; two
pictures in a gold case, on one side her mother, and on the other
uncle, when they were young.  That was yesterday _ I said they were
mine, too; and tried to get them from her.  The spiteful thing
wouldn't let me:  she pushed me off, and hurt me.  I shrieked out _
that frightens her _ she heard papa coming, and she broke the
hinges and divided the case, and gave me her mother's portrait; the
other she attempted to hide:  but papa asked what was the matter,
and I explained it.  He took the one I had away, and ordered her to
resign hers to me; she refused, and he _ he struck her down, and
wrenched it off the chain, and crushed it with his foot.'


'And were you pleased to see her struck?' I asked:  having my
designs in encouraging his talk.
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'I winked,' he answered:  'I wink to see my father strike a dog or
a horse, he does it so hard.  Yet I was glad at first _ she
deserved punishing for pushing me:  but when papa was gone, she
made me come to the window and showed me her cheek cut on the
inside, against her teeth, and her mouth filling with blood; and
then she gathered up the bits of the picture, and went and sat down
with her face to the wall, and she has never spoken to me since:
and I sometimes think she can't speak for pain.  I don't like to
think so; but she's a naughty thing for crying continually; and she
looks so pale and wild, I'm afraid of her.'


'And you can get the key if you choose?' I said.


'Yes, when I am up_stairs,' he answered; 'but I can't walk up_
stairs now.'


'In what apartment is it?' I asked.


'Oh,' he cried, 'I shan't tell YOU where it is.  It is our secret.
Nobody, neither Hareton nor Zillah, is to know.  There! you've
tired me _ go away, go away!'  And he turned his face on to his
arm, and shut his eyes again.
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I considered it best to depart without seeing Mr. Heathcliff, and
bring a rescue for my young lady from the Grange.  On reaching it,
the astonishment of my fellow_servants to see me, and their joy
also, was intense; and when they heard that their little mistress
was safe, two or three were about to hurry up and shout the news at
Mr. Edgar's door:  but I bespoke the announcement of it myself.
How changed I found him, even in those few days!  He lay an image
of sadness and resignation awaiting his death.  Very young he
looked:  though his actual age was thirty_nine, one would have
called him ten years younger, at least.  He thought of Catherine;
for he murmured her name.  I touched his hand, and spoke.


'Catherine is coming, dear master!' I whispered; 'she is alive and
well; and will be here, I hope, to_night.'


I trembled at the first effects of this intelligence:  he half rose
up, looked eagerly round the apartment, and then sank back in a
swoon.  As soon as he recovered, I related our compulsory visit,
and detention at the Heights.  I said Heathcliff forced me to go
in:  which was not quite true.  I uttered as little as possible
against Linton; nor did I describe all his father's brutal conduct
_ my intentions being to add no bitterness, if I could help it, to
his already over_flowing cup.
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He divined that one of his enemy's purposes was to secure the
personal property, as well as the estate, to his son:  or rather
himself; yet why he did not wait till his decease was a puzzle to
my master, because ignorant how nearly he and his nephew would quit
the world together.  However, he felt that his will had better be
altered:  instead of leaving Catherine's fortune at her own
disposal, he determined to put it in the hands of trustees for her
use during life, and for her children, if she had any, after her.
By that means, it could not fall to Mr. Heathcliff should Linton
die.


Having received his orders, I despatched a man to fetch the
attorney, and four more, provided with serviceable weapons, to
demand my young lady of her jailor.  Both parties were delayed very
late.  The single servant returned first.  He said Mr. Green, the
lawyer, was out when he arrived at his house, and he had to wait
two hours for his re_entrance; and then Mr. Green told him he had a
little business in the village that must be done; but he would be
at Thrushcross Grange before morning.  The four men came back
unaccompanied also.  They brought word that Catherine was ill:  too
ill to quit her room; and Heathcliff would not suffer them to see
her.  I scolded the stupid fellows well for listening to that tale,
which I would not carry to my master; resolving to take a whole
bevy up to the Heights, at day_light, and storm it literally,
unless the prisoner were quietly surrendered to us.  Her father
SHALL see her, I vowed, and vowed again, if that devil be killed on
his own doorstones in trying to prevent it!
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Happily, I was spared the journey and the trouble.  I had gone
down_stairs at three o'clock to fetch a jug of water; and was
passing through the hall with it in my hand, when a sharp knock at
the front door made me jump.  'Oh! it is Green,' I said,
recollecting myself _ 'only Green,' and I went on, intending to
send somebody else to open it; but the knock was repeated:  not
loud, and still importunately.  I put the jug on the banister and
hastened to admit him myself.  The harvest moon shone clear
outside.  It was not the attorney.  My own sweet little mistress
sprang on my neck sobbing, 'Ellen, Ellen!  Is papa alive?'


'Yes,' I cried:  'yes, my angel, he is, God be thanked, you are
safe with us again!'


She wanted to run, breathless as she was, up_stairs to Mr. Linton's
room; but I compelled her to sit down on a chair, and made her
drink, and washed her pale face, chafing it into a faint colour
with my apron.  Then I said I must go first, and tell of her
arrival; imploring her to say, she should be happy with young
Heathcliff.  She stared, but soon comprehending why I counselled
her to utter the falsehood, she assured me she would not complain.
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I couldn't abide to be present at their meeting.  I stood outside
the chamber_door a quarter of an hour, and hardly ventured near the
bed, then.  All was composed, however:  Catherine's despair was as
silent as her father's joy.  She supported him calmly, in
appearance; and he fixed on her features his raised eyes that
seemed dilating with ecstasy.


He died blissfully, Mr. Lockwood:  he died so.  Kissing her cheek,
he murmured, _ 'I am going to her; and you, darling child, shall
come to us!' and never stirred or spoke again; but continued that
rapt, radiant gaze, till his pulse imperceptibly stopped and his
soul departed.  None could have noticed the exact minute of his
death, it was so entirely without a struggle.


Whether Catherine had spent her tears, or whether the grief were
too weighty to let them flow, she sat there dry_eyed till the sun
rose:  she sat till noon, and would still have remained brooding
over that deathbed, but I insisted on her coming away and taking
some repose.  It was well I succeeded in removing her, for at
dinner_time appeared the lawyer, having called at Wuthering Heights
to get his instructions how to behave.  He had sold himself to Mr.
Heathcliff:  that was the cause of his delay in obeying my master's
summons.  Fortunately, no thought of worldly affairs crossed the
latter's mind, to disturb him, after his daughter's arrival.
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Mr. Green took upon himself to order everything and everybody about
the place.  He gave all the servants but me, notice to quit.  He
would have carried his delegated authority to the point of
insisting that Edgar Linton should not be buried beside his wife,
but in the chapel, with his family.  There was the will, however,
to hinder that, and my loud protestations against any infringement
of its directions.  The funeral was hurried over; Catherine, Mrs.
Linton Heathcliff now, was suffered to stay at the Grange till her
father's corpse had quitted it.


She told me that her anguish had at last spurred Linton to incur
the risk of liberating her.  She heard the men I sent disputing at
the door, and she gathered the sense of Heathcliff's answer.  It
drove her desperate.  Linton who had been conveyed up to the little
parlour soon after I left, was terrified into fetching the key
before his father re_ascended.  He had the cunning to unlock and
re_lock the door, without shutting it; and when he should have gone
to bed, he begged to sleep with Hareton, and his petition was
granted for once.  Catherine stole out before break of day.  She
dared not try the doors lest the dogs should raise an alarm; she
visited the empty chambers and examined their windows; and,
luckily, lighting on her mother's, she got easily out of its
lattice, and on to the ground, by means of the fir_tree close by.
Her accomplice suffered for his share in the escape,
notwithstanding his timid contrivances.
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Wuthering Heights Deluxe Edition CHAPTER 29


Wuthering Heights By Emily Bronte Deluxe Edition

THE evening after the funeral, my young lady and I were seated in
the library; now musing mournfully _ one of us despairingly _ on
our loss, now venturing conjectures as to the gloomy future.


We had just agreed the best destiny which could await Catherine
would be a permission to continue resident at the Grange; at least
during Linton's life:  he being allowed to join her there, and I to
remain as housekeeper.  That seemed rather too favourable an
arrangement to be hoped for; and yet I did hope, and began to cheer
up under the prospect of retaining my home and my employment, and,
above all, my beloved young mistress; when a servant _ one of the
discarded ones, not yet departed _ rushed hastily in, and said
'that devil Heathcliff' was coming through the court:  should he
fasten the door in his face?


If we had been mad enough to order that proceeding, we had not
time.  He made no ceremony of knocking or announcing his name:  he
was master, and availed himself of the master's privilege to walk
straight in, without saying a word.  The sound of our informant's
voice directed him to the library; he entered and motioning him
out, shut the door.
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It was the same room into which he had been ushered, as a guest,
eighteen years before:  the same moon shone through the window; and
the same autumn landscape lay outside.  We had not yet lighted a
candle, but all the apartment was visible, even to the portraits on
the wall:  the splendid head of Mrs. Linton, and the graceful one
of her husband.  Heathcliff advanced to the hearth.  Time had
little altered his person either.  There was the same man:  his
dark face rather sallower and more composed, his frame a stone or
two heavier, perhaps, and no other difference.  Catherine had risen
with an impulse to dash out, when she saw him.


'Stop!' he said, arresting her by the arm.  'No more runnings away!
Where would you go?  I'm come to fetch you home; and I hope you'll
be a dutiful daughter and not encourage my son to further
disobedience.  I was embarrassed how to punish him when I
discovered his part in the business:  he's such a cobweb, a pinch
would annihilate him; but you'll see by his look that he has
received his due!  I brought him down one evening, the day before
yesterday, and just set him in a chair, and never touched him
afterwards.  I sent Hareton out, and we had the room to ourselves.
In two hours, I called Joseph to carry him up again; and since then
my presence is as potent on his nerves as a ghost; and I fancy he
sees me often, though I am not near.  Hareton says he wakes and
shrieks in the night by the hour together, and calls you to protect
him from me; and, whether you like your precious mate, or not, you
must come:  he's your concern now; I yield all my interest in him
to you.'
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'Why not let Catherine continue here,' I pleaded, 'and send Master
Linton to her?  As you hate them both, you'd not miss them:  they
can only be a daily plague to your unnatural heart.'


'I'm seeking a tenant for the Grange,' he answered; 'and I want my
children about me, to be sure.  Besides, that lass owes me her
services for her bread.  I'm not going to nurture her in luxury and
idleness after Linton is gone.  Make haste and get ready, now; and
don't oblige me to compel you.'


'I shall,' said Catherine.  'Linton is all I have to love in the
world, and though you have done what you could to make him hateful
to me, and me to him, you cannot make us hate each other.  And I
defy you to hurt him when I am by, and I defy you to frighten me!'


'You are a boastful champion,' replied Heathcliff; 'but I don't
like you well enough to hurt him:  you shall get the full benefit
of the torment, as long as it lasts.  It is not I who will make him
hateful to you _ it is his own sweet spirit.  He's as bitter as
gall at your desertion and its consequences:  don't expect thanks
for this noble devotion.  I heard him draw a pleasant picture to
Zillah of what he would do if he were as strong as I:  the
inclination is there, and his very weakness will sharpen his wits
to find a substitute for strength.'
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'I know he has a bad nature,' said Catherine:  'he's your son.  But
I'm glad I've a better, to forgive it; and I know he loves me, and
for that reason I love him.  Mr. Heathcliff YOU have NOBODY to love
you; and, however miserable you make us, we shall still have the
revenge of thinking that your cruelty arises from your greater
misery.  You ARE miserable, are you not?  Lonely, like the devil,
and envious like him?  NOBODY loves you _ NOBODY will cry for you
when you die!  I wouldn't be you!'


Catherine spoke with a kind of dreary triumph:  she seemed to have
made up her mind to enter into the spirit of her future family, and
draw pleasure from the griefs of her enemies.


'You shall be sorry to be yourself presently,' said her father_in_
law, 'if you stand there another minute.  Begone, witch, and get
your things!'


She scornfully withdrew.  In her absence I began to beg for
Zillah's place at the Heights, offering to resign mine to her; but
he would suffer it on no account.  He bid me be silent; and then,
for the first time, allowed himself a glance round the room and a
look at the pictures.  Having studied Mrs. Linton's, he said _ 'I
shall have that home.  Not because I need it, but _ '  He turned
abruptly to the fire, and continued, with what, for lack of a
better word, I must call a smile _ 'I'll tell you what I did
yesterday!  I got the sexton, who was digging Linton's grave, to
remove the earth off her coffin lid, and I opened it.  I thought,
once, I would have stayed there:  when I saw her face again _ it is
hers yet! _ he had hard work to stir me; but he said it would
change if the air blew on it, and so I struck one side of the
coffin loose, and covered it up:  not Linton's side, damn him!  I
wish he'd been soldered in lead.  And I bribed the sexton to pull
it away when I'm laid there, and slide mine out too; I'll have it
made so:  and then by the time Linton gets to us he'll not know
which is which!'
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'You were very wicked, Mr. Heathcliff!' I exclaimed; 'were you not
ashamed to disturb the dead?'


'I disturbed nobody, Nelly,' he replied; 'and I gave some ease to
myself.  I shall be a great deal more comfortable now; and you'll
have a better chance of keeping me underground, when I get there.
Disturbed her?  No! she has disturbed me, night and day, through
eighteen years _ incessantly _ remorselessly _ till yesternight;
and yesternight I was tranquil.  I dreamt I was sleeping the last
sleep by that sleeper, with my heart stopped and my cheek frozen
against hers.'


'And if she had been dissolved into earth, or worse, what would you
have dreamt of then?' I said.
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'Of dissolving with her, and being more happy still!' he answered.
'Do you suppose I dread any change of that sort?  I expected such a
transformation on raising the lid _ but I'm better pleased that it
should not commence till I share it.  Besides, unless I had
received a distinct impression of her passionless features, that
strange feeling would hardly have been removed.  It began oddly.
You know I was wild after she died; and eternally, from dawn to
dawn, praying her to return to me her spirit!  I have a strong
faith in ghosts:  I have a conviction that they can, and do, exist
among us!  The day she was buried, there came a fall of snow.  In
the evening I went to the churchyard.  It blew bleak as winter _
all round was solitary.  I didn't fear that her fool of a husband
would wander up the glen so late; and no one else had business to
bring them there.  Being alone, and conscious two yards of loose
earth was the sole barrier between us, I said to myself _ 'I'll
have her in my arms again!  If she be cold, I'll think it is this
north wind that chills ME; and if she be motionless, it is sleep."
I got a spade from the tool_house, and began to delve with all my
might _ it scraped the coffin; I fell to work with my hands; the
wood commenced cracking about the screws; I was on the point of
attaining my object, when it seemed that I heard a sigh from some
one above, close at the edge of the grave, and bending down.  "If I
can only get this off," I muttered, "I wish they may shovel in the
earth over us both!" and I wrenched at it more desperately still.
There was another sigh, close at my ear.  I appeared to feel the
warm breath of it displacing the sleet_laden wind.  I knew no
living thing in flesh and blood was by; but, as certainly as you
perceive the approach to some substantial body in the dark, though
it cannot be discerned, so certainly I felt that Cathy was there:
not under me, but on the earth.  A sudden sense of relief flowed
from my heart through every limb.  I relinquished my labour of
agony, and turned consoled at once:  unspeakably consoled.  Her
presence was with me:  it remained while I re_filled the grave, and
led me home.  You may laugh, if you will; but I was sure I should
see her there.  I was sure she was with me, and I could not help
talking to her.  Having reached the Heights, I rushed eagerly to
the door.  It was fastened; and, I remember, that accursed Earnshaw
and my wife opposed my entrance.  I remember stopping to kick the
breath out of him, and then hurrying up_stairs, to my room and
hers.  I looked round impatiently _ I felt her by me _ I could
ALMOST see her, and yet I COULD NOT!  I ought to have sweat blood
then, from the anguish of my yearning _ from the fervour of my
supplications to have but one glimpse!  I had not one.  She showed
herself, as she often was in life, a devil to me!  And, since then,
sometimes more and sometimes less, I've been the sport of that
intolerable torture!  Infernal! keeping my nerves at such a stretch
that, if they had not resembled catgut, they would long ago have
relaxed to the feebleness of Linton's.  When I sat in the house
with Hareton, it seemed that on going out I should meet her; when I
walked on the moors I should meet her coming in.  When I went from
home I hastened to return; she MUST be somewhere at the Heights, I
was certain!  And when I slept in her chamber _ I was beaten out of
that.  I couldn't lie there; for the moment I closed my eyes, she
was either outside the window, or sliding back the panels, or
entering the room, or even resting her darling head on the same
pillow as she did when a child; and I must open my lids to see.
And so I opened and closed them a hundred times a night _ to be
always disappointed!  It racked me!  I've often groaned aloud, till
that old rascal Joseph no doubt believed that my conscience was
playing the fiend inside of me.  Now, since I've seen her, I'm
pacified _ a little.  It was a strange way of killing:  not by
inches, but by fractions of hairbreadths, to beguile me with the
spectre of a hope through eighteen years!'
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Mr. Heathcliff paused and wiped his forehead; his hair clung to it,
wet with perspiration; his eyes were fixed on the red embers of the
fire, the brows not contracted, but raised next the temples;
diminishing the grim aspect of his countenance, but imparting a
peculiar look of trouble, and a painful appearance of mental
tension towards one absorbing subject.  He only half addressed me,
and I maintained silence.  I didn't like to hear him talk!  After a
short period he resumed his meditation on the picture, took it down
and leant it against the sofa to contemplate it at better
advantage; and while so occupied Catherine entered, announcing that
she was ready, when her pony should be saddled.


'Send that over to_morrow,' said Heathcliff to me; then turning to
her, he added:  'You may do without your pony:  it is a fine
evening, and you'll need no ponies at Wuthering Heights; for what
journeys you take, your own feet will serve you.  Come along.'


'Good_bye, Ellen!' whispered my dear little mistress.


As she kissed me, her lips felt like ice.  'Come and see me, Ellen;
don't forget.'
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'Take care you do no such thing, Mrs. Dean!' said her new father.
'When I wish to speak to you I'll come here.  I want none of your
prying at my house!'


He signed her to precede him; and casting back a look that cut my
heart, she obeyed.  I watched them, from the window, walk down the
garden.  Heathcliff fixed Catherine's arm under his:  though she
disputed the act at first evidently; and with rapid strides he
hurried her into the alley, whose trees concealed them.






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I HAVE paid a visit to the Heights, but I have not seen her since
she left:  Joseph held the door in his hand when I called to ask
after her, and wouldn't let me pass.  He said Mrs. Linton was
'thrang,' and the master was not in.  Zillah has told me something
of the way they go on, otherwise I should hardly know who was dead
and who living.  She thinks Catherine haughty, and does not like
her, I can guess by her talk.  My young lady asked some aid of her
when she first came; but Mr. Heathcliff told her to follow her own
business, and let his daughter_in_law look after herself; and
Zillah willingly acquiesced, being a narrow_minded, selfish woman.
Catherine evinced a child's annoyance at this neglect; repaid it
with contempt, and thus enlisted my informant among her enemies, as
securely as if she had done her some great wrong.  I had a long
talk with Zillah about six weeks ago, a little before you came, one
day when we foregathered on the moor; and this is what she told me.
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'The first thing Mrs. Linton did,' she said, 'on her arrival at the
Heights, was to run up_stairs, without even wishing good_evening to
me and Joseph; she shut herself into Linton's room, and remained
till morning.  Then, while the master and Earnshaw were at
breakfast, she entered the house, and asked all in a quiver if the
doctor might be sent for? her cousin was very ill.


'"We know that!" answered Heathcliff; "but his life is not worth a
farthing, and I won't spend a farthing on him."


'"But I cannot tell how to do," she said; "and if nobody will help
me, he'll die!"


'"Walk out of the room," cried the master, "and let me never hear a
word more about him!  None here care what becomes of him; if you
do, act the nurse; if you do not, lock him up and leave him."


'Then she began to bother me, and I said I'd had enough plague with
the tiresome thing; we each had our tasks, and hers was to wait on
Linton:  Mr. Heathcliff bid me leave that labour to her.
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'How they managed together, I can't tell.  I fancy he fretted a
great deal, and moaned hisseln night and day; and she had precious
little rest:  one could guess by her white face and heavy eyes.
She sometimes came into the kitchen all wildered like, and looked
as if she would fain beg assistance; but I was not going to disobey
the master:  I never dare disobey him, Mrs. Dean; and, though I
thought it wrong that Kenneth should not be sent for, it was no
concern of mine either to advise or complain, and I always refused
to meddle.  Once or twice, after we had gone to bed, I've happened
to open my door again and seen her sitting crying on the stairs'_
top; and then I've shut myself in quick, for fear of being moved to
interfere.  I did pity her then, I'm sure:  still I didn't wish to
lose my place, you know.


'At last, one night she came boldly into my chamber, and frightened
me out of my wits, by saying, "Tell Mr. Heathcliff that his son is
dying _ I'm sure he is, this time.  Get up, instantly, and tell
him."


'Having uttered this speech, she vanished again.  I lay a quarter
of an hour listening and trembling.  Nothing stirred _ the house
was quiet.
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'She's mistaken, I said to myself.  He's got over it.  I needn't
disturb them; and I began to doze.  But my sleep was marred a
second time by a sharp ringing of the bell _ the only bell we have,
put up on purpose for Linton; and the master called to me to see
what was the matter, and inform them that he wouldn't have that
noise repeated.


'I delivered Catherine's message.  He cursed to himself, and in a
few minutes came out with a lighted candle, and proceeded to their
room.  I followed.  Mrs. Heathcliff was seated by the bedside, with
her hands folded on her knees.  Her father_in_law went up, held the
light to Linton's face, looked at him, and touched him; afterwards
he turned to her.


'"Now _ Catherine," he said, "how do you feel?"


'She was dumb.


'"How do you feel, Catherine?" he repeated.


'"He's safe, and I'm free," she answered:  "I should feel well _
but," she continued, with a bitterness she couldn't conceal, "you
have left me so long to struggle against death alone, that I feel
and see only death!  I feel like death!"
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'And she looked like it, too!  I gave her a little wine.  Hareton
and Joseph, who had been wakened by the ringing and the sound of
feet, and heard our talk from outside, now entered.  Joseph was
fain, I believe, of the lad's removal; Hareton seemed a thought
bothered:  though he was more taken up with staring at Catherine
than thinking of Linton.  But the master bid him get off to bed
again:  we didn't want his help.  He afterwards made Joseph remove
the body to his chamber, and told me to return to mine, and Mrs.
Heathcliff remained by herself.


'In the morning, he sent me to tell her she must come down to
breakfast:  she had undressed, and appeared going to sleep, and
said she was ill; at which I hardly wondered.  I informed Mr.
Heathcliff, and he replied, _ "Well, let her be till after the
funeral; and go up now and then to get her what is needful; and, as
soon as she seems better, tell me."'


Cathy stayed upstairs a fortnight, according to Zillah; who visited
her twice a day, and would have been rather more friendly, but her
attempts at increasing kindness were proudly and promptly repelled.


Heathcliff went up once, to show her Linton's will.  He had
bequeathed the whole of his, and what had been her, moveable
property, to his father:  the poor creature was threatened, or
coaxed, into that act during her week's absence, when his uncle
died.  The lands, being a minor, he could not meddle with.
However, Mr. Heathcliff has claimed and kept them in his wife's
right and his also:  I suppose legally; at any rate, Catherine,
destitute of cash and friends, cannot disturb his possession.
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'Nobody,' said Zillah, 'ever approached her door, except that once,
but I; and nobody asked anything about her.  The first occasion of
her coming down into the house was on a Sunday afternoon.  She had
cried out, when I carried up her dinner, that she couldn't bear any
longer being in the cold; and I told her the master was going to
Thrushcross Grange, and Earnshaw and I needn't hinder her from
descending; so, as soon as she heard Heathcliff's horse trot off,
she made her appearance, donned in black, and her yellow curls
combed back behind her ears as plain as a Quaker:  she couldn't
comb them out.


'Joseph and I generally go to chapel on Sundays:' the kirk, you
know, has no minister now, explained Mrs. Dean; and they call the
Methodists' or Baptists' place (I can't say which it is) at
Gimmerton, a chapel.  'Joseph had gone,' she continued, 'but I
thought proper to bide at home.  Young folks are always the better
for an elder's over_looking; and Hareton, with all his bashfulness,
isn't a model of nice behaviour.  I let him know that his cousin
would very likely sit with us, and she had been always used to see
the Sabbath respected; so he had as good leave his guns and bits of
indoor work alone, while she stayed.  He coloured up at the news,
and cast his eyes over his hands and clothes.  The train_oil and
gunpowder were shoved out of sight in a minute.  I saw he meant to
give her his company; and I guessed, by his way, he wanted to be
presentable; so, laughing, as I durst not laugh when the master is
by, I offered to help him, if he would, and joked at his confusion.
He grew sullen, and began to swear.
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'Now, Mrs. Dean,' Zillah went on, seeing me not pleased by her
manner, 'you happen think your young lady too fine for Mr. Hareton;
and happen you're right:  but I own I should love well to bring her
pride a peg lower.  And what will all her learning and her
daintiness do for her, now?  She's as poor as you or I:  poorer,
I'll be bound:  you're saying, and I'm doing my little all that
road.'


Hareton allowed Zillah to give him her aid; and she flattered him
into a good humour; so, when Catherine came, half forgetting her
former insults, he tried to make himself agreeable, by the
housekeeper's account.


'Missis walked in,' she said, 'as chill as an icicle, and as high
as a princess.  I got up and offered her my seat in the arm_chair.
No, she turned up her nose at my civility.  Earnshaw rose, too, and
bid her come to the settle, and sit close by the fire:  he was sure
she was starved.


'"I've been starved a month and more," she answered, resting on the
word as scornful as she could.
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'And she got a chair for herself, and placed it at a distance from
both of us.  Having sat till she was warm, she began to look round,
and discovered a number of books on the dresser; she was instantly
upon her feet again, stretching to reach them:  but they were too
high up.  Her cousin, after watching her endeavours a while, at
last summoned courage to help her; she held her frock, and he
filled it with the first that came to hand.


'That was a great advance for the lad.  She didn't thank him;
still, he felt gratified that she had accepted his assistance, and
ventured to stand behind as she examined them, and even to stoop
and point out what struck his fancy in certain old pictures which
they contained; nor was he daunted by the saucy style in which she
jerked the page from his finger:  he contented himself with going a
bit farther back and looking at her instead of the book.  She
continued reading, or seeking for something to read.  His attention
became, by degrees, quite centred in the study of her thick silky
curls:  her face he couldn't see, and she couldn't see him.  And,
perhaps, not quite awake to what he did, but attracted like a child
to a candle, at last he proceeded from staring to touching; he put
out his hand and stroked one curl, as gently as if it were a bird.
He might have stuck a knife into her neck, she started round in
such a taking.
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'"Get away this moment!  How dare you touch me?  Why are you
stopping there?" she cried, in a tone of disgust.  "I can't endure
you!  I'll go upstairs again, if you come near me."


'Mr. Hareton recoiled, looking as foolish as he could do:  he sat
down in the settle very quiet, and she continued turning over her
volumes another half hour; finally, Earnshaw crossed over, and
whispered to me.


'Will you ask her to read to us, Zillah?  I'm stalled of doing
naught; and I do like _ I could like to hear her!  Dunnot say I
wanted it, but ask of yourseln."


'"Mr. Hareton wishes you would read to us, ma'am," I said,
immediately.  "He'd take it very kind _ he'd be much obliged."


'She frowned; and looking up, answered _
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'"Mr. Hareton, and the whole set of you, will be good enough to
understand that I reject any pretence at kindness you have the
hypocrisy to offer!  I despise you, and will have nothing to say to
any of you!  When I would have given my life for one kind word,
even to see one of your faces, you all kept off.  But I won't
complain to you!  I'm driven down here by the cold; not either to
amuse you or enjoy your society."


'"What could I ha' done?" began Earnshaw.  "How was I to blame?"


'"Oh! you are an exception," answered Mrs. Heathcliff.  "I never
missed such a concern as you."


'"But I offered more than once, and asked," he said, kindling up at
her pertness, "I asked Mr. Heathcliff to let me wake for you _ "


'"Be silent!  I'll go out of doors, or anywhere, rather than have
your disagreeable voice in my ear!" said my lady.
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'Hareton muttered she might go to hell, for him! and unslinging his
gun, restrained himself from his Sunday occupations no longer.  He
talked now, freely enough; and she presently saw fit to retreat to
her solitude:  but the frost had set in, and, in spite of her
pride, she was forced to condescend to our company, more and more.
However, I took care there should be no further scorning at my good
nature:  ever since, I've been as stiff as herself; and she has no
lover or liker among us:  and she does not deserve one; for, let
them say the least word to her, and she'll curl back without
respect of any one.  She'll snap at the master himself, and as good
as dares him to thrash her; and the more hurt she gets, the more
venomous she grows.'


At first, on hearing this account from Zillah, I determined to
leave my situation, take a cottage, and get Catherine to come and
live with me:  but Mr. Heathcliff would as soon permit that as he
would set up Hareton in an independent house; and I can see no
remedy, at present, unless she could marry again; and that scheme
it does not come within my province to arrange.
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Thus ended Mrs. Dean's story.  Notwithstanding the doctor's
prophecy, I am rapidly recovering strength; and though it be only
the second week in January, I propose getting out on horseback in a
day or two, and riding over to Wuthering Heights, to inform my
landlord that I shall spend the next six months in London; and, if
he likes, he may look out for another tenant to take the place
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YESTERDAY was bright, calm, and frosty.  I went to the Heights as I
proposed:  my housekeeper entreated me to bear a little note from
her to her young lady, and I did not refuse, for the worthy woman
was not conscious of anything odd in her request.  The front door
stood open, but the jealous gate was fastened, as at my last visit;
I knocked and invoked Earnshaw from among the garden_beds; he
unchained it, and I entered.  The fellow is as handsome a rustic as
need be seen.  I took particular notice of him this time; but then
he does his best apparently to make the least of his advantages.
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I asked if Mr. Heathcliff were at home?  He answered, No; but he
would be in at dinner_time.  It was eleven o'clock, and I announced
my intention of going in and waiting for him; at which he
immediately flung down his tools and accompanied me, in the office
of watchdog, not as a substitute for the host.


We entered together; Catherine was there, making herself useful in
preparing some vegetables for the approaching meal; she looked more
sulky and less spirited than when I had seen her first.  She hardly
raised her eyes to notice me, and continued her employment with the
same disregard to common forms of politeness as before; never
returning my bow and good_morning by the slightest acknowledgment.


'She does not seem so amiable,' I thought, 'as Mrs. Dean would
persuade me to believe.  She's a beauty, it is true; but not an
angel.'


Earnshaw surlily bid her remove her things to the kitchen.  'Remove
them yourself,' she said, pushing them from her as soon as she had
done; and retiring to a stool by the window, where she began to
carve figures of birds and beasts out of the turnip_parings in her
lap.  I approached her, pretending to desire a view of the garden;
and, as I fancied, adroitly dropped Mrs. Dean's note on to her
knee, unnoticed by Hareton _ but she asked aloud, 'What is that?'
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'A letter from your old acquaintance, the housekeeper at the
Grange,' I answered; annoyed at her exposing my kind deed, and
fearful lest it should be imagined a missive of my own.  She would
gladly have gathered it up at this information, but Hareton beat
her; he seized and put it in his waistcoat, saying Mr. Heathcliff
should look at it first.  Thereat, Catherine silently turned her
face from us, and, very stealthily, drew out her pocket_
handkerchief and applied it to her eyes; and her cousin, after
struggling awhile to keep down his softer feelings, pulled out the
letter and flung it on the floor beside her, as ungraciously as he
could.  Catherine caught and perused it eagerly; then she put a few
questions to me concerning the inmates, rational and irrational, of
her former home; and gazing towards the hills, murmured in
soliloquy:


'I should like to be riding Minny down there!  I should like to be
climbing up there!  Oh!  I'm tired _ I'm STALLED, Hareton!'  And
she leant her pretty head back against the sill, with half a yawn
and half a sigh, and lapsed into an aspect of abstracted sadness:
neither caring nor knowing whether we remarked her.
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'Mrs. Heathcliff,' I said, after sitting some time mute, 'you are
not aware that I am an acquaintance of yours? so intimate that I
think it strange you won't come and speak to me.  My housekeeper
never wearies of talking about and praising you; and she'll be
greatly disappointed if I return with no news of or from you,
except that you received her letter and said nothing!'


She appeared to wonder at this speech, and asked, _


'Does Ellen like you?'


'Yes, very well,' I replied, hesitatingly.


'You must tell her,' she continued, 'that I would answer her
letter, but I have no materials for writing:  not even a book from
which I might tear a leaf.'


'No books!' I exclaimed.  'How do you contrive to live here without
them? if I may take the liberty to inquire.  Though provided with a
large library, I'm frequently very dull at the Grange; take my
books away, and I should be desperate!'
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'I was always reading, when I had them,' said Catherine; 'and Mr.
Heathcliff never reads; so he took it into his head to destroy my
books.  I have not had a glimpse of one for weeks.  Only once, I
searched through Joseph's store of theology, to his great
irritation; and once, Hareton, I came upon a secret stock in your
room _ some Latin and Greek, and some tales and poetry:  all old
friends.  I brought the last here _ and you gathered them, as a
magpie gathers silver spoons, for the mere love of stealing!  They
are of no use to you; or else you concealed them in the bad spirit
that, as you cannot enjoy them, nobody else shall.  Perhaps YOUR
envy counselled Mr. Heathcliff to rob me of my treasures?  But I've
most of them written on my brain and printed in my heart, and you
cannot deprive me of those!'


Earnshaw blushed crimson when his cousin made this revelation of
his private literary accumulations, and stammered an indignant
denial of her accusations.


'Mr. Hareton is desirous of increasing his amount of knowledge,' I
said, coming to his rescue.  'He is not ENVIOUS, but EMULOUS of
your attainments.  He'll be a clever scholar in a few years.'
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'And he wants me to sink into a dunce, meantime,' answered
Catherine.  'Yes, I hear him trying to spell and read to himself,
and pretty blunders he makes!  I wish you would repeat Chevy Chase
as you did yesterday:  it was extremely funny.  I heard you; and I
heard you turning over the dictionary to seek out the hard words,
and then cursing because you couldn't read their explanations!'


The young man evidently thought it too bad that he should be
laughed at for his ignorance, and then laughed at for trying to
remove it.  I had a similar notion; and, remembering Mrs. Dean's
anecdote of his first attempt at enlightening the darkness in which
he had been reared, I observed, _ 'But, Mrs. Heathcliff, we have
each had a commencement, and each stumbled and tottered on the
threshold; had our teachers scorned instead of aiding us, we should
stumble and totter yet.'


'Oh!' she replied, 'I don't wish to limit his acquirements:  still,
he has no right to appropriate what is mine, and make it ridiculous
to me with his vile mistakes and mispronunciations!  Those books,
both prose and verse, are consecrated to me by other associations;
and I hate to have them debased and profaned in his mouth!
Besides, of all, he has selected my favourite pieces that I love
the most to repeat, as if out of deliberate malice.'
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Hareton's chest heaved in silence a minute:  he laboured under a
severe sense of mortification and wrath, which it was no easy task
to suppress.  I rose, and, from a gentlemanly idea of relieving his
embarrassment, took up my station in the doorway, surveying the
external prospect as I stood.  He followed my example, and left the
room; but presently reappeared, bearing half a dozen volumes in his
hands, which he threw into Catherine's lap, exclaiming, _ 'Take
them!  I never want to hear, or read, or think of them again!'


'I won't have them now,' she answered.  'I shall connect them with
you, and hate them.'


She opened one that had obviously been often turned over, and read
a portion in the drawling tone of a beginner; then laughed, and
threw it from her.  'And listen,' she continued, provokingly,
commencing a verse of an old ballad in the same fashion.
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But his self_love would endure no further torment:  I heard, and
not altogether disapprovingly, a manual cheek given to her saucy
tongue.  The little wretch had done her utmost to hurt her cousin's
sensitive though uncultivated feelings, and a physical argument was
the only mode he had of balancing the account, and repaying its
effects on the inflictor.  He afterwards gathered the books and
hurled them on the fire.  I read in his countenance what anguish it
was to offer that sacrifice to spleen.  I fancied that as they
consumed, he recalled the pleasure they had already imparted, and
the triumph and ever_increasing pleasure he had anticipated from
them; and I fancied I guessed the incitement to his secret studies
also.  He had been content with daily labour and rough animal
enjoyments, till Catherine crossed his path.  Shame at her scorn,
and hope of her approval, were his first prompters to higher
pursuits; and instead of guarding him from one and winning him to
the other, his endeavours to raise himself had produced just the
contrary result.


'Yes that's all the good that such a brute as you can get from
them!' cried Catherine, sucking her damaged lip, and watching the
conflagration with indignant eyes.


'You'd BETTER hold your tongue, now,' he answered fiercely.
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And his agitation precluded further speech; he advanced hastily to
the entrance, where I made way for him to pass.  But ere he had
crossed the door_stones, Mr. Heathcliff, coming up the causeway,
encountered him, and laying hold of his shoulder asked, _ 'What's
to do now, my lad?'


'Naught, naught,' he said, and broke away to enjoy his grief and
anger in solitude.


Heathcliff gazed after him, and sighed.


'It will be odd if I thwart myself,' he muttered, unconscious that
I was behind him.  'But when I look for his father in his face, I
find HER every day more!  How the devil is he so like?  I can
hardly bear to see him.'


He bent his eyes to the ground, and walked moodily in.  There was a
restless, anxious expression in his countenance.  I had never
remarked there before; and he looked sparer in person.  His
daughter_in_law, on perceiving him through the window, immediately
escaped to the kitchen, so that I remained alone.
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'I'm glad to see you out of doors again, Mr. Lockwood,' he said, in
reply to my greeting; 'from selfish motives partly:  I don't think
I could readily supply your loss in this desolation.  I've wondered
more than once what brought you here.'


'An idle whim, I fear, sir,' was my answer; 'or else an idle whim
is going to spirit me away.  I shall set out for London next week;
and I must give you warning that I feel no disposition to retain
Thrushcross Grange beyond the twelve months I agreed to rent it.  I
believe I shall not live there any more.'


'Oh, indeed; you're tired of being banished from the world, are
you?' he said.  'But if you be coming to plead off paying for a
place you won't occupy, your journey is useless:  I never relent in
exacting my due from any one.'


'I'm coming to plead off nothing about it,' I exclaimed,
considerably irritated.  'Should you wish it, I'll settle with you
now,' and I drew my note_book from my pocket.


'No, no,' he replied, coolly; 'you'll leave sufficient behind to
cover your debts, if you fail to return:  I'm not in such a hurry.
Sit down and take your dinner with us; a guest that is safe from
repeating his visit can generally be made welcome.  Catherine bring
the things in:  where are you?'
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Catherine reappeared, bearing a tray of knives and forks.


'You may get your dinner with Joseph,' muttered Heathcliff, aside,
'and remain in the kitchen till he is gone.'


She obeyed his directions very punctually:  perhaps she had no
temptation to transgress.  Living among clowns and misanthropists,
she probably cannot appreciate a better class of people when she
meets them.


With Mr. Heathcliff, grim and saturnine, on the one hand, and
Hareton, absolutely dumb, on the other, I made a somewhat cheerless
meal, and bade adieu early.  I would have departed by the back way,
to get a last glimpse of Catherine and annoy old Joseph; but
Hareton received orders to lead up my horse, and my host himself
escorted me to the door, so I could not fulfil my wish.


'How dreary life gets over in that house!' I reflected, while
riding down the road.  'What a realisation of something more
romantic than a fairy tale it would have been for Mrs. Linton
Heathcliff, had she and I struck up an attachment, as her good
nurse desired, and migrated together into the stirring atmosphere
of the town!'
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Wuthering Heights Deluxe Edition CHAPTER 32


Wuthering Heights By Emily Bronte Deluxe Edition

1802. _ This September I was invited to devastate the moors of a
friend in the north, and on my journey to his abode, I unexpectedly
came within fifteen miles of Gimmerton.  The ostler at a roadside
public_house was holding a pail of water to refresh my horses, when
a cart of very green oats, newly reaped, passed by, and he
remarked, _ 'Yon's frough Gimmerton, nah!  They're allas three
wick' after other folk wi' ther harvest.'


'Gimmerton?' I repeated _ my residence in that locality had already
grown dim and dreamy.  'Ah!  I know.  How far is it from this?'


'Happen fourteen mile o'er th' hills; and a rough road,' he
answered.
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A sudden impulse seized me to visit Thrushcross Grange.  It was
scarcely noon, and I conceived that I might as well pass the night
under my own roof as in an inn.  Besides, I could spare a day
easily to arrange matters with my landlord, and thus save myself
the trouble of invading the neighbourhood again.  Having rested
awhile, I directed my servant to inquire the way to the village;
and, with great fatigue to our beasts, we managed the distance in
some three hours.


I left him there, and proceeded down the valley alone.  The grey
church looked greyer, and the lonely churchyard lonelier.  I
distinguished a moor_sheep cropping the short turf on the graves.
It was sweet, warm weather _ too warm for travelling; but the heat
did not hinder me from enjoying the delightful scenery above and
below:  had I seen it nearer August, I'm sure it would have tempted
me to waste a month among its solitudes.  In winter nothing more
dreary, in summer nothing more divine, than those glens shut in by
hills, and those bluff, bold swells of heath.


I reached the Grange before sunset, and knocked for admittance; but
the family had retreated into the back premises, I judged, by one
thin, blue wreath, curling from the kitchen chimney, and they did
not hear.  I rode into the court.  Under the porch, a girl of nine
or ten sat knitting, and an old woman reclined on the housesteps,
smoking a meditative pipe.


'Is Mrs. Dean within?' I demanded of the dame.
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'Mistress Dean?  Nay!' she answered, 'she doesn't bide here:
shoo's up at th' Heights.'


'Are you the housekeeper, then?' I continued.


'Eea, aw keep th' hause,' she replied.


'Well, I'm Mr. Lockwood, the master.  Are there any rooms to lodge
me in, I wonder?  I wish to stay all night.'


'T' maister!' she cried in astonishment.  'Whet, whoiver knew yah
wur coming?  Yah sud ha' send word.  They's nowt norther dry nor
mensful abaht t' place:  nowt there isn't!'


She threw down her pipe and bustled in, the girl followed, and I
entered too; soon perceiving that her report was true, and,
moreover, that I had almost upset her wits by my unwelcome
apparition, I bade her be composed.  I would go out for a walk;
and, meantime she must try to prepare a corner of a sitting_room
for me to sup in, and a bedroom to sleep in.  No sweeping and
dusting, only good fire and dry sheets were necessary.  She seemed
willing to do her best; though she thrust the hearth_brush into the
grates in mistake for the poker, and malappropriated several other
articles of her craft:  but I retired, confiding in her energy for
a resting_place against my return.  Wuthering Heights was the goal
of my proposed excursion.  An afterthought brought me back, when I
had quitted the court.
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'All well at the Heights?' I inquired of the woman.


'Eea, f'r owt ee knaw!' she answered, skurrying away with a pan of
hot cinders.


I would have asked why Mrs. Dean had deserted the Grange, but it
was impossible to delay her at such a crisis, so I turned away and
made my exit, rambling leisurely along, with the glow of a sinking
sun behind, and the mild glory of a rising moon in front _ one
fading, and the other brightening _ as I quitted the park, and
climbed the stony by_road branching off to Mr. Heathcliff's
dwelling.  Before I arrived in sight of it, all that remained of
day was a beamless amber light along the west:  but I could see
every pebble on the path, and every blade of grass, by that
splendid moon.  I had neither to climb the gate nor to knock _ it
yielded to my hand.  That is an improvement, I thought.  And I
noticed another, by the aid of my nostrils; a fragrance of stocks
and wallflowers wafted on the air from amongst the homely fruit_
trees.


Both doors and lattices were open; and yet, as is usually the case
in a coal_district, a fine red fire illumined the chimney:  the
comfort which the eye derives from it renders the extra heat
endurable.  But the house of Wuthering Heights is so large that the
inmates have plenty of space for withdrawing out of its influence;
and accordingly what inmates there were had stationed themselves
not far from one of the windows.  I could both see them and hear
them talk before I entered, and looked and listened in consequence;
being moved thereto by a mingled sense of curiosity and envy, that
grew as I lingered.
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'Con_TRARY!' said a voice as sweet as a silver bell.  'That for the
third time, you dunce!  I'm not going to tell you again.
Recollect, or I'll pull your hair!'


'Contrary, then,' answered another, in deep but softened tones.
'And now, kiss me, for minding so well.'


'No, read it over first correctly, without a single mistake.'


The male speaker began to read:  he was a young man, respectably
dressed and seated at a table, having a book before him.  His
handsome features glowed with pleasure, and his eyes kept
impatiently wandering from the page to a small white hand over his
shoulder, which recalled him by a smart slap on the cheek, whenever
its owner detected such signs of inattention.  Its owner stood
behind; her light, shining ringlets blending, at intervals, with
his brown looks, as she bent to superintend his studies; and her
face _ it was lucky he could not see her face, or he would never
have been so steady.  I could; and I bit my lip in spite, at having
thrown away the chance I might have had of doing something besides
staring at its smiting beauty.
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The task was done, not free from further blunders; but the pupil
claimed a reward, and received at least five kisses; which,
however, he generously returned.  Then they came to the door, and
from their conversation I judged they were about to issue out and
have a walk on the moors.  I supposed I should be condemned in
Hareton Earnshaw's heart, if not by his mouth, to the lowest pit in
the infernal regions if I showed my unfortunate person in his
neighbourhood then; and feeling very mean and malignant, I skulked
round to seek refuge in the kitchen.  There was unobstructed
admittance on that side also; and at the door sat my old friend
Nelly Dean, sewing and singing a song; which was often interrupted
from within by harsh words of scorn and intolerance, uttered in far
from musical accents.


'I'd rayther, by th' haulf, hev' 'em swearing i' my lugs fro'h morn
to neeght, nor hearken ye hahsiver!' said the tenant of the
kitchen, in answer to an unheard speech of Nelly's.  'It's a
blazing shame, that I cannot oppen t' blessed Book, but yah set up
them glories to sattan, and all t' flaysome wickednesses that iver
were born into th' warld!  Oh! ye're a raight nowt; and shoo's
another; and that poor lad 'll be lost atween ye.  Poor lad!' he
added, with a groan; 'he's witched:  I'm sartin on't.  Oh, Lord,
judge 'em, for there's norther law nor justice among wer rullers!'
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'No! or we should be sitting in flaming fagots, I suppose,'
retorted the singer.  'But wisht, old man, and read your Bible like
a Christian, and never mind me.  This is "Fairy Annie's Wedding" _
a bonny tune _ it goes to a dance.'


Mrs. Dean was about to recommence, when I advanced; and recognising
me directly, she jumped to her feet, crying _ 'Why, bless you, Mr.
Lockwood!  How could you think of returning in this way?  All's
shut up at Thrushcross Grange.  You should have given us notice!'


'I've arranged to be accommodated there, for as long as I shall
stay,' I answered.  'I depart again to_morrow.  And how are you
transplanted here, Mrs. Dean? tell me that.'


'Zillah left, and Mr. Heathcliff wished me to come, soon after you
went to London, and stay till you returned.  But, step in, pray!
Have you walked from Gimmerton this evening?'


'From the Grange,' I replied; 'and while they make me lodging room
there, I want to finish my business with your master; because I
don't think of having another opportunity in a hurry.'


'What business, sir?' said Nelly, conducting me into the house.
'He's gone out at present, and won't return soon.'


'About the rent,' I answered.
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'Oh! then it is with Mrs. Heathcliff you must settle,' she
observed; 'or rather with me.  She has not learnt to manage her
affairs yet, and I act for her:  there's nobody else.'


I looked surprised.


'Ah! you have not heard of Heathcliff's death, I see,' she
continued.


'Heathcliff dead!' I exclaimed, astonished.  'How long ago?'


'Three months since:  but sit down, and let me take your hat, and
I'll tell you all about it.  Stop, you have had nothing to eat,
have you?'


'I want nothing:  I have ordered supper at home.  You sit down too.
I never dreamt of his dying!  Let me hear how it came to pass.  You
say you don't expect them back for some time _ the young people?'


'No _ I have to scold them every evening for their late rambles:
but they don't care for me.  At least, have a drink of our old ale;
it will do you good:  you seem weary.'
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She hastened to fetch it before I could refuse, and I heard Joseph
asking whether 'it warn't a crying scandal that she should have
followers at her time of life?  And then, to get them jocks out o'
t' maister's cellar!  He fair shaamed to 'bide still and see it.'


She did not stay to retaliate, but re_entered in a minute, bearing
a reaming silver pint, whose contents I lauded with becoming
earnestness.  And afterwards she furnished me with the sequel of
Heathcliff's history.  He had a 'queer' end, as she expressed it.
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I was summoned to Wuthering Heights, within a fortnight of your
leaving us, she said; and I obeyed joyfully, for Catherine's sake.
My first interview with her grieved and shocked me:  she had
altered so much since our separation.  Mr. Heathcliff did not
explain his reasons for taking a new mind about my coming here; he
only told me he wanted me, and he was tired of seeing Catherine:  I
must make the little parlour my sitting_room, and keep her with me.
It was enough if he were obliged to see her once or twice a day.
She seemed pleased at this arrangement; and, by degrees, I smuggled
over a great number of books, and other articles, that had formed
her amusement at the Grange; and flattered myself we should get on
in tolerable comfort.  The delusion did not last long.  Catherine,
contented at first, in a brief space grew irritable and restless.
For one thing, she was forbidden to move out of the garden, and it
fretted her sadly to be confined to its narrow bounds as spring
drew on; for another, in following the house, I was forced to quit
her frequently, and she complained of loneliness:  she preferred
quarrelling with Joseph in the kitchen to sitting at peace in her
solitude.  I did not mind their skirmishes:  but Hareton was often
obliged to seek the kitchen also, when the master wanted to have
the house to himself! and though in the beginning she either left
it at his approach, or quietly joined in my occupations, and
shunned remarking or addressing him _ and though he was always as
sullen and silent as possible _ after a while, she changed her
behaviour, and became incapable of letting him alone:  talking at
him; commenting on his stupidity and idleness; expressing her
wonder how he could endure the life he lived _ how he could sit a
whole evening staring into the fire, and dozing.
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'He's just like a dog, is he not, Ellen?' she once observed, 'or a
cart_horse?  He does his work, eats his food, and sleeps eternally!
What a blank, dreary mind he must have!  Do you ever dream,
Hareton?  And, if you do, what is it about?  But you can't speak to
me!'


Then she looked at him; but he would neither open his mouth nor
look again.


'He's, perhaps, dreaming now,' she continued.  'He twitched his
shoulder as Juno twitches hers.  Ask him, Ellen.'


'Mr. Hareton will ask the master to send you up_stairs, if you
don't behave!' I said.  He had not only twitched his shoulder but
clenched his fist, as if tempted to use it.


'I know why Hareton never speaks, when I am in the kitchen,' she
exclaimed, on another occasion.  'He is afraid I shall laugh at
him.  Ellen, what do you think?  He began to teach himself to read
once; and, because I laughed, he burned his books, and dropped it:
was he not a fool?'
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'Were not you naughty?' I said; 'answer me that.'


'Perhaps I was,' she went on; 'but I did not expect him to be so
silly.  Hareton, if I gave you a book, would you take it now?  I'll
try!'


She placed one she had been perusing on his hand; he flung it off,
and muttered, if she did not give over, he would break her neck.


'Well, I shall put it here,' she said, 'in the table_drawer; and
I'm going to bed.'


Then she whispered me to watch whether he touched it, and departed.
But he would not come near it; and so I informed her in the
morning, to her great disappointment.  I saw she was sorry for his
persevering sulkiness and indolence:  her conscience reproved her
for frightening him off improving himself:  she had done it
effectually.  But her ingenuity was at work to remedy the injury:
while I ironed, or pursued other such stationary employments as I
could not well do in the parlour, she would bring some pleasant
volume and read it aloud to me.  When Hareton was there, she
generally paused in an interesting part, and left the book lying
about:  that she did repeatedly; but he was as obstinate as a mule,
and, instead of snatching at her bait, in wet weather he took to
smoking with Joseph; and they sat like automatons, one on each side
of the fire, the elder happily too deaf to understand her wicked
nonsense, as he would have called it, the younger doing his best to
seem to disregard it.  On fine evenings the latter followed his
shooting expeditions, and Catherine yawned and sighed, and teased
me to talk to her, and ran off into the court or garden the moment
I began; and, as a last resource, cried, and said she was tired of
living:  her life was useless.
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Mr. Heathcliff, who grew more and more disinclined to society, had
almost banished Earnshaw from his apartment.  Owing to an accident
at the commencement of March, he became for some days a fixture in
the kitchen.  His gun burst while out on the hills by himself; a
splinter cut his arm, and he lost a good deal of blood before he
could reach home.  The consequence was that, perforce, he was
condemned to the fireside and tranquillity, till he made it up
again.  It suited Catherine to have him there:  at any rate, it
made her hate her room up_stairs more than ever:  and she would
compel me to find out business below, that she might accompany me.


On Easter Monday, Joseph went to Gimmerton fair with some cattle;
and, in the afternoon, I was busy getting up linen in the kitchen.
Earnshaw sat, morose as usual, at the chimney corner, and my little
mistress was beguiling an idle hour with drawing pictures on the
window_panes, varying her amusement by smothered bursts of songs,
and whispered ejaculations, and quick glances of annoyance and
impatience in the direction of her cousin, who steadfastly smoked,
and looked into the grate.  At a notice that I could do with her no
longer intercepting my light, she removed to the hearthstone.  I
bestowed little attention on her proceedings, but, presently, I
heard her begin _ 'I've found out, Hareton, that I want _ that I'm
glad _ that I should like you to be my cousin now, if you had not
grown so cross to me, and so rough.'
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Hareton returned no answer.


'Hareton, Hareton, Hareton! do you hear?' she continued.


'Get off wi' ye!' he growled, with uncompromising gruffness.


'Let me take that pipe,' she said, cautiously advancing her hand
and abstracting it from his mouth.


Before he could attempt to recover it, it was broken, and behind
the fire.  He swore at her and seized another.


'Stop,' she cried, 'you must listen to me first; and I can't speak
while those clouds are floating in my face.'


'Will you go to the devil!' he exclaimed, ferociously, 'and let me
be!'


'No,' she persisted, 'I won't:  I can't tell what to do to make you
talk to me; and you are determined not to understand.  When I call
you stupid, I don't mean anything:  I don't mean that I despise
you.  Come, you shall take notice of me, Hareton:  you are my
cousin, and you shall own me.'
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'I shall have naught to do wi' you and your mucky pride, and your
damned mocking tricks!' he answered.  'I'll go to hell, body and
soul, before I look sideways after you again.  Side out o' t' gate,
now, this minute!'


Catherine frowned, and retreated to the window_seat chewing her
lip, and endeavouring, by humming an eccentric tune, to conceal a
growing tendency to sob.


'You should be friends with your cousin, Mr. Hareton,' I
interrupted, 'since she repents of her sauciness.  It would do you
a great deal of good:  it would make you another man to have her
for a companion.'


'A companion!' he cried; 'when she hates me, and does not think me
fit to wipe her shoon!  Nay, if it made me a king, I'd not be
scorned for seeking her good_will any more.'


'It is not I who hate you, it is you who hate me!' wept Cathy, no
longer disguising her trouble.  'You hate me as much as Mr.
Heathcliff does, and more.'
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'You're a damned liar,' began Earnshaw:  'why have I made him
angry, by taking your part, then, a hundred times? and that when
you sneered at and despised me, and _ Go on plaguing me, and I'll
step in yonder, and say you worried me out of the kitchen!'


'I didn't know you took my part,' she answered, drying her eyes;
'and I was miserable and bitter at everybody; but now I thank you,
and beg you to forgive me:  what can I do besides?'


She returned to the hearth, and frankly extended her hand.  He
blackened and scowled like a thunder_cloud, and kept his fists
resolutely clenched, and his gaze fixed on the ground.  Catherine,
by instinct, must have divined it was obdurate perversity, and not
dislike, that prompted this dogged conduct; for, after remaining an
instant undecided, she stooped and impressed on his cheek a gentle
kiss.  The little rogue thought I had not seen her, and, drawing
back, she took her former station by the window, quite demurely.  I
shook my head reprovingly, and then she blushed and whispered _
'Well! what should I have done, Ellen?  He wouldn't shake hands,
and he wouldn't look:  I must show him some way that I like him _
that I want to be friends.'
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Whether the kiss convinced Hareton, I cannot tell:  he was very
careful, for some minutes, that his face should not be seen, and
when he did raise it, he was sadly puzzled where to turn his eyes.


Catherine employed herself in wrapping a handsome book neatly in
white paper, and having tied it with a bit of ribbon, and addressed
it to 'Mr. Hareton Earnshaw,' she desired me to be her
ambassadress, and convey the present to its destined recipient.


'And tell him, if he'll take it, I'll come and teach him to read it
right,' she said; 'and, if he refuse it, I'll go upstairs, and
never tease him again.'


I carried it, and repeated the message; anxiously watched by my
employer.  Hareton would not open his fingers, so I laid it on his
knee.  He did not strike it off, either.  I returned to my work.
Catherine leaned her head and arms on the table, till she heard the
slight rustle of the covering being removed; then she stole away,
and quietly seated herself beside her cousin.  He trembled, and his
face glowed:  all his rudeness and all his surly harshness had
deserted him:  he could not summon courage, at first, to utter a
syllable in reply to her questioning look, and her murmured
petition.
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'Say you forgive me, Hareton, do.  You can make me so happy by
speaking that little word.'


He muttered something inaudible.


'And you'll be my friend?' added Catherine, interrogatively.


'Nay, you'll be ashamed of me every day of your life,' he answered;
'and the more ashamed, the more you know me; and I cannot bide it.'


'So you won't be my friend?' she said, smiling as sweet as honey,
and creeping close up.


I overheard no further distinguishable talk, but, on looking round
again, I perceived two such radiant countenances bent over the page
of the accepted book, that I did not doubt the treaty had been
ratified on both sides; and the enemies were, thenceforth, sworn
allies.
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The work they studied was full of costly pictures; and those and
their position had charm enough to keep them unmoved till Joseph
came home.  He, poor man, was perfectly aghast at the spectacle of
Catherine seated on the same bench with Hareton Earnshaw, leaning
her hand on his shoulder; and confounded at his favourite's
endurance of her proximity:  it affected him too deeply to allow an
observation on the subject that night.  His emotion was only
revealed by the immense sighs he drew, as he solemnly spread his
large Bible on the table, and overlaid it with dirty bank_notes
from his pocket_book, the produce of the day's transactions.  At
length he summoned Hareton from his seat.


'Tak' these in to t' maister, lad,' he said, 'and bide there.  I's
gang up to my own rahm.  This hoile's neither mensful nor seemly
for us:  we mun side out and seearch another.'


'Come, Catherine,' I said, 'we must "side out" too:  I've done my
ironing.  Are you ready to go?'
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'It is not eight o'clock!' she answered, rising unwillingly.


'Hareton, I'll leave this book upon the chimney_piece, and I'll
bring some more to_morrow.'


'Ony books that yah leave, I shall tak' into th' hahse,' said
Joseph, 'and it'll be mitch if yah find 'em agean; soa, yah may
plase yerseln!'


Cathy threatened that his library should pay for hers; and, smiling
as she passed Hareton, went singing up_stairs:  lighter of heart, I
venture to say, than ever she had been under that roof before;
except, perhaps, during her earliest visits to Linton.


The intimacy thus commenced grew rapidly; though it encountered
temporary interruptions.  Earnshaw was not to be civilized with a
wish, and my young lady was no philosopher, and no paragon of
patience; but both their minds tending to the same point _ one
loving and desiring to esteem, and the other loving and desiring to
be esteemed _ they contrived in the end to reach it.


You see, Mr. Lockwood, it was easy enough to win Mrs. Heathcliff's
heart.  But now, I'm glad you did not try.  The crown of all my
wishes will be the union of those two.  I shall envy no one on
their wedding day:  there won't be a happier woman than myself in
England!
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Wuthering Heights Deluxe Edition CHAPTER 33


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ON the morrow of that Monday, Earnshaw being still unable to follow
his ordinary employments, and therefore remaining about the house,
I speedily found it would be impracticable to retain my charge
beside me, as heretofore.  She got downstairs before me, and out
into the garden, where she had seen her cousin performing some easy
work; and when I went to bid them come to breakfast, I saw she had
persuaded him to clear a large space of ground from currant and
gooseberry bushes, and they were busy planning together an
importation of plants from the Grange.


I was terrified at the devastation which had been accomplished in a
brief half_hour; the black_currant trees were the apple of Joseph's
eye, and she had just fixed her choice of a flower_bed in the midst
of them.


'There!  That will be all shown to the master,' I exclaimed, 'the
minute it is discovered.  And what excuse have you to offer for
taking such liberties with the garden?  We shall have a fine
explosion on the head of it:  see if we don't!  Mr. Hareton, I
wonder you should have no more wit than to go and make that mess at
her bidding!'
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'I'd forgotten they were Joseph's,' answered Earnshaw, rather
puzzled; 'but I'll tell him I did it.'


We always ate our meals with Mr. Heathcliff.  I held the mistress's
post in making tea and carving; so I was indispensable at table.
Catherine usually sat by me, but to_day she stole nearer to
Hareton; and I presently saw she would have no more discretion in
her friendship than she had in her hostility.


'Now, mind you don't talk with and notice your cousin too much,'
were my whispered instructions as we entered the room.  'It will
certainly annoy Mr. Heathcliff, and he'll be mad at you both.'


'I'm not going to,' she answered.


The minute after, she had sidled to him, and was sticking primroses
in his plate of porridge.
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He dared not speak to her there:  he dared hardly look; and yet she
went on teasing, till he was twice on the point of being provoked
to laugh.  I frowned, and then she glanced towards the master:
whose mind was occupied on other subjects than his company, as his
countenance evinced; and she grew serious for an instant,
scrutinizing him with deep gravity.  Afterwards she turned, and
recommenced her nonsense; at last, Hareton uttered a smothered
laugh.  Mr. Heathcliff started; his eye rapidly surveyed our faces,
Catherine met it with her accustomed look of nervousness and yet
defiance, which he abhorred.


'It is well you are out of my reach,' he exclaimed.  'What fiend
possesses you to stare back at me, continually, with those infernal
eyes?  Down with them! and don't remind me of your existence again.
I thought I had cured you of laughing.'


'It was me,' muttered Hareton.


'What do you say?' demanded the master.
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Hareton looked at his plate, and did not repeat the confession.
Mr. Heathcliff looked at him a bit, and then silently resumed his
breakfast and his interrupted musing.  We had nearly finished, and
the two young people prudently shifted wider asunder, so I
anticipated no further disturbance during that sitting:  when
Joseph appeared at the door, revealing by his quivering lip and
furious eyes that the outrage committed on his precious shrubs was
detected.  He must have seen Cathy and her cousin about the spot
before he examined it, for while his jaws worked like those of a
cow chewing its cud, and rendered his speech difficult to
understand, he began:_


'I mun hev' my wage, and I mun goa!  I HED aimed to dee wheare I'd
sarved fur sixty year; and I thowt I'd lug my books up into t'
garret, and all my bits o' stuff, and they sud hev' t' kitchen to
theirseln; for t' sake o' quietness.  It wur hard to gie up my awn
hearthstun, but I thowt I COULD do that!  But nah, shoo's taan my
garden fro' me, and by th' heart, maister, I cannot stand it!  Yah
may bend to th' yoak an ye will _ I noan used to 't, and an old man
doesn't sooin get used to new barthens.  I'd rayther arn my bite
an' my sup wi' a hammer in th' road!'


'Now, now, idiot!' interrupted Heathcliff, 'cut it short!  What's
your grievance?  I'll interfere in no quarrels between you and
Nelly.  She may thrust you into the coal_hole for anything I care.'
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'It's noan Nelly!' answered Joseph.  'I sudn't shift for Nelly _
nasty ill nowt as shoo is.  Thank God! SHOO cannot stale t' sowl o'
nob'dy!  Shoo wer niver soa handsome, but what a body mud look at
her 'bout winking.  It's yon flaysome, graceless quean, that's
witched our lad, wi' her bold een and her forrard ways _ till _
Nay! it fair brusts my heart!  He's forgotten all I've done for
him, and made on him, and goan and riven up a whole row o' t'
grandest currant_trees i' t' garden!' and here he lamented
outright; unmanned by a sense of his bitter injuries, and
Earnshaw's ingratitude and dangerous condition.


'Is the fool drunk?' asked Mr. Heathcliff.  'Hareton, is it you
he's finding fault with?'


'I've pulled up two or three bushes,' replied the young man; 'but
I'm going to set 'em again.'


'And why have you pulled them up?' said the master.


Catherine wisely put in her tongue.


'We wanted to plant some flowers there,' she cried.  'I'm the only
person to blame, for I wished him to do it.'
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'And who the devil gave YOU leave to touch a stick about the
place?' demanded her father_in_law, much surprised.  'And who
ordered YOU to obey her?' he added, turning to Hareton.


The latter was speechless; his cousin replied _ 'You shouldn't
grudge a few yards of earth for me to ornament, when you have taken
all my land!'


'Your land, insolent slut!  You never had any,' said Heathcliff.


'And my money,' she continued; returning his angry glare, and
meantime biting a piece of crust, the remnant of her breakfast.


'Silence!' he exclaimed.  'Get done, and begone!'


'And Hareton's land, and his money,' pursued the reckless thing.
'Hareton and I are friends now; and I shall tell him all about
you!'


The master seemed confounded a moment:  he grew pale, and rose up,
eyeing her all the while, with an expression of mortal hate.
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'If you strike me, Hareton will strike you,' she said; 'so you may
as well sit down.'


'If Hareton does not turn you out of the room, I'll strike him to
hell,' thundered Heathcliff.  'Damnable witch! dare you pretend to
rouse him against me?  Off with her!  Do you hear?  Fling her into
the kitchen!  I'll kill her, Ellen Dean, if you let her come into
my sight again!'


Hareton tried, under his breath, to persuade her to go.


'Drag her away!' he cried, savagely.  'Are you staying to talk?'
And he approached to execute his own command.


'He'll not obey you, wicked man, any more,' said Catherine; 'and
he'll soon detest you as much as I do.'


'Wisht! wisht!' muttered the young man, reproachfully; 'I will not
hear you speak so to him.  Have done.'


'But you won't let him strike me?' she cried.


'Come, then,' he whispered earnestly.


It was too late:  Heathcliff had caught hold of her.
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'Now, YOU go!' he said to Earnshaw.  'Accursed witch! this time she
has provoked me when I could not bear it; and I'll make her repent
it for ever!'


He had his hand in her hair; Hareton attempted to release her
looks, entreating him not to hurt her that once.  Heathcliff's
black eyes flashed; he seemed ready to tear Catherine in pieces,
and I was just worked up to risk coming to the rescue, when of a
sudden his fingers relaxed; he shifted his grasp from her head to
her arm, and gazed intently in her face.  Then he drew his hand
over his eyes, stood a moment to collect himself apparently, and
turning anew to Catherine, said, with assumed calmness _ 'You must
learn to avoid putting me in a passion, or I shall really murder
you some time!  Go with Mrs. Dean, and keep with her; and confine
your insolence to her ears.  As to Hareton Earnshaw, if I see him
listen to you, I'll send him seeking his bread where he can get it!
Your love will make him an outcast and a beggar.  Nelly, take her;
and leave me, all of you!  Leave me!'


I led my young lady out:  she was too glad of her escape to resist;
the other followed, and Mr. Heathcliff had the room to himself till
dinner.  I had counselled Catherine to dine up_stairs; but, as soon
as he perceived her vacant seat, he sent me to call her.  He spoke
to none of us, ate very little, and went out directly afterwards,
intimating that he should not return before evening.
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The two new friends established themselves in the house during his
absence; where I heard Hareton sternly cheek his cousin, on her
offering a revelation of her father_in_law's conduct to his father.
He said he wouldn't suffer a word to be uttered in his
disparagement:  if he were the devil, it didn't signify; he would
stand by him; and he'd rather she would abuse himself, as she used
to, than begin on Mr. Heathcliff.  Catherine was waxing cross at
this; but he found means to make her hold her tongue, by asking how
she would like HIM to speak ill of her father?  Then she
comprehended that Earnshaw took the master's reputation home to
himself; and was attached by ties stronger than reason could break
_ chains, forged by habit, which it would be cruel to attempt to
loosen.  She showed a good heart, thenceforth, in avoiding both
complaints and expressions of antipathy concerning Heathcliff; and
confessed to me her sorrow that she had endeavoured to raise a bad
spirit between him and Hareton:  indeed, I don't believe she has
ever breathed a syllable, in the latter's hearing, against her
oppressor since.
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When this slight disagreement was over, they were friends again,
and as busy as possible in their several occupations of pupil and
teacher.  I came in to sit with them, after I had done my work; and
I felt so soothed and comforted to watch them, that I did not
notice how time got on.  You know, they both appeared in a measure
my children:  I had long been proud of one; and now, I was sure,
the other would be a source of equal satisfaction.  His honest,
warm, and intelligent nature shook off rapidly the clouds of
ignorance and degradation in which it had been bred; and
Catherine's sincere commendations acted as a spur to his industry.
His brightening mind brightened his features, and added spirit and
nobility to their aspect:  I could hardly fancy it the same
individual I had beheld on the day I discovered my little lady at
Wuthering Heights, after her expedition to the Crags.  While I
admired and they laboured, dusk drew on, and with it returned the
master.  He came upon us quite unexpectedly, entering by the front
way, and had a full view of the whole three, ere we could raise our
heads to glance at him.  Well, I reflected, there was never a
pleasanter, or more harmless sight; and it will be a burning shame
to scold them.  The red fire_light glowed on their two bonny heads,
and revealed their faces animated with the eager interest of
children; for, though he was twenty_three and she eighteen, each
had so much of novelty to feel and learn, that neither experienced
nor evinced the sentiments of sober disenchanted maturity.
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They lifted their eyes together, to encounter Mr. Heathcliff:
perhaps you have never remarked that their eyes are precisely
similar, and they are those of Catherine Earnshaw.  The present
Catherine has no other likeness to her, except a breadth of
forehead, and a certain arch of the nostril that makes her appear
rather haughty, whether she will or not.  With Hareton the
resemblance is carried farther:  it is singular at all times, THEN
it was particularly striking; because his senses were alert, and
his mental faculties wakened to unwonted activity.  I suppose this
resemblance disarmed Mr. Heathcliff:  he walked to the hearth in
evident agitation; but it quickly subsided as he looked at the
young man:  or, I should say, altered its character; for it was
there yet.  He took the book from his hand, and glanced at the open
page, then returned it without any observation; merely signing
Catherine away:  her companion lingered very little behind her, and
I was about to depart also, but he bid me sit still.


'It is a poor conclusion, is it not?' he observed, having brooded
awhile on the scene he had just witnessed:  'an absurd termination
to my violent exertions?  I get levers and mattocks to demolish the
two houses, and train myself to be capable of working like
Hercules, and when everything is ready and in my power, I find the
will to lift a slate off either roof has vanished!  My old enemies
have not beaten me; now would be the precise time to revenge myself
on their representatives:  I could do it; and none could hinder me.
But where is the use?  I don't care for striking:  I can't take the
trouble to raise my hand!  That sounds as if I had been labouring
the whole time only to exhibit a fine trait of magnanimity.  It is
far from being the case:  I have lost the faculty of enjoying their
destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing.
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'Nelly, there is a strange change approaching; I'm in its shadow at
present.  I take so little interest in my daily life that I hardly
remember to eat and drink.  Those two who have left the room are
the only objects which retain a distinct material appearance to me;
and that appearance causes me pain, amounting to agony.  About HER
I won't speak; and I don't desire to think; but I earnestly wish
she were invisible:  her presence invokes only maddening
sensations.  HE moves me differently:  and yet if I could do it
without seeming insane, I'd never see him again!  You'll perhaps
think me rather inclined to become so,' he added, making an effort
to smile, 'if I try to describe the thousand forms of past
associations and ideas he awakens or embodies.  But you'll not talk
of what I tell you; and my mind is so eternally secluded in itself,
it is tempting at last to turn it out to another.


'Five minutes ago Hareton seemed a personification of my youth, not
a human being; I felt to him in such a variety of ways, that it
would have been impossible to have accosted him rationally.  In the
first place, his startling likeness to Catherine connected him
fearfully with her.  That, however, which you may suppose the most
potent to arrest my imagination, is actually the least:  for what
is not connected with her to me? and what does not recall her?  I
cannot look down to this floor, but her features are shaped in the
flags!  In every cloud, in every tree _ filling the air at night,
and caught by glimpses in every object by day _ I am surrounded
with her image!  The most ordinary faces of men and women _ my own
features _ mock me with a resemblance.  The entire world is a
dreadful collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I
have lost her!  Well, Hareton's aspect was the ghost of my immortal
love; of my wild endeavours to hold my right; my degradation, my
pride, my happiness, and my anguish _
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'But it is frenzy to repeat these thoughts to you:  only it will
let you know why, with a reluctance to be always alone, his society
is no benefit; rather an aggravation of the constant torment I
suffer:  and it partly contributes to render me regardless how he
and his cousin go on together.  I can give them no attention any
more.'


'But what do you mean by a CHANGE, Mr. Heathcliff?' I said, alarmed
at his manner:  though he was neither in danger of losing his
senses, nor dying, according to my judgment:  he was quite strong
and healthy; and, as to his reason, from childhood he had a delight
in dwelling on dark things, and entertaining odd fancies.  He might
have had a monomania on the subject of his departed idol; but on
every other point his wits were as sound as mine.


'I shall not know that till it comes,' he said; 'I'm only half
conscious of it now.'


'You have no feeling of illness, have you?' I asked.


'No, Nelly, I have not,' he answered.


'Then you are not afraid of death?' I pursued.
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'Afraid?  No!' he replied.  'I have neither a fear, nor a
presentiment, nor a hope of death.  Why should I?  With my hard
constitution and temperate mode of living, and unperilous
occupations, I ought to, and probably SHALL, remain above ground
till there is scarcely a black hair on my head.  And yet I cannot
continue in this condition!  I have to remind myself to breathe _
almost to remind my heart to beat!  And it is like bending back a
stiff spring:  it is by compulsion that I do the slightest act not
prompted by one thought; and by compulsion that I notice anything
alive or dead, which is not associated with one universal idea.  I
have a single wish, and my whole being and faculties are yearning
to attain it.  They have yearned towards it so long, and so
unwaveringly, that I'm convinced it will be reached _ and soon _
because it has devoured my existence:  I am swallowed up in the
anticipation of its fulfilment.  My confessions have not relieved
me; but they may account for some otherwise unaccountable phases of
humour which I show.  O God!  It is a long fight; I wish it were
over!'


He began to pace the room, muttering terrible things to himself,
till I was inclined to believe, as he said Joseph did, that
conscience had turned his heart to an earthly hell.  I wondered
greatly how it would end.  Though he seldom before had revealed
this state of mind, even by looks, it was his habitual mood, I had
no doubt:  he asserted it himself; but not a soul, from his general
bearing, would have conjectured the fact.  You did not when you saw
him, Mr. Lockwood:  and at the period of which I speak, he was just
the same as then; only fonder of continued solitude, and perhaps
still more laconic in company.
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Wuthering Heights Deluxe Edition CHAPTER 34


Wuthering Heights By Emily Bronte Deluxe Edition

FOR some days after that evening Mr. Heathcliff shunned meeting us
at meals; yet he would not consent formally to exclude Hareton and
Cathy.  He had an aversion to yielding so completely to his
feelings, choosing rather to absent himself; and eating once in
twenty_four hours seemed sufficient sustenance for him.


One night, after the family were in bed, I heard him go downstairs,
and out at the front door.  I did not hear him re_enter, and in the
morning I found he was still away.  We were in April then:  the
weather was sweet and warm, the grass as green as showers and sun
could make it, and the two dwarf apple_trees near the southern wall
in full bloom.  After breakfast, Catherine insisted on my bringing
a chair and sitting with my work under the fir_trees at the end of
the house; and she beguiled Hareton, who had perfectly recovered
from his accident, to dig and arrange her little garden, which was
shifted to that corner by the influence of Joseph's complaints.  I
was comfortably revelling in the spring fragrance around, and the
beautiful soft blue overhead, when my young lady, who had run down
near the gate to procure some primrose roots for a border, returned
only half laden, and informed us that Mr. Heathcliff was coming in.
'And he spoke to me,' she added, with a perplexed countenance.


'What did he say?' asked Hareton.
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'He told me to begone as fast as I could,' she answered.  'But he
looked so different from his usual look that I stopped a moment to
stare at him.'


'How?' he inquired.


'Why, almost bright and cheerful.  No, ALMOST nothing _ VERY MUCH
excited, and wild, and glad!' she replied.


'Night_walking amuses him, then,' I remarked, affecting a careless
manner:  in reality as surprised as she was, and anxious to
ascertain the truth of her statement; for to see the master looking
glad would not be an every_day spectacle.  I framed an excuse to go
in.  Heathcliff stood at the open door; he was pale, and he
trembled:  yet, certainly, he had a strange joyful glitter in his
eyes, that altered the aspect of his whole face.


'Will you have some breakfast?' I said.  'You must be hungry,
rambling about all night!'  I wanted to discover where he had been,
but I did not like to ask directly.


'No, I'm not hungry,' he answered, averting his head, and speaking
rather contemptuously, as if he guessed I was trying to divine the
occasion of his good humour.
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I felt perplexed:  I didn't know whether it were not a proper
opportunity to offer a bit of admonition.


'I don't think it right to wander out of doors,' I observed,
'instead of being in bed:  it is not wise, at any rate this moist
season.  I daresay you'll catch a bad cold or a fever:  you have
something the matter with you now!'


'Nothing but what I can bear,' he replied; 'and with the greatest
pleasure, provided you'll leave me alone:  get in, and don't annoy
me.'


I obeyed:  and, in passing, I noticed he breathed as fast as a cat.


'Yes!' I reflected to myself, 'we shall have a fit of illness.  I
cannot conceive what he has been doing.'


That noon he sat down to dinner with us, and received a heaped_up
plate from my hands, as if he intended to make amends for previous
fasting.


'I've neither cold nor fever, Nelly,' he remarked, in allusion to
my morning's speech; 'and I'm ready to do justice to the food you
give me.'
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He took his knife and fork, and was going to commence eating, when
the inclination appeared to become suddenly extinct.  He laid them
on the table, looked eagerly towards the window, then rose and went
out.  We saw him walking to and fro in the garden while we
concluded our meal, and Earnshaw said he'd go and ask why he would
not dine:  he thought we had grieved him some way.


'Well, is he coming?' cried Catherine, when her cousin returned.


'Nay,' he answered; 'but he's not angry:  he seemed rarely pleased
indeed; only I made him impatient by speaking to him twice; and
then he bid me be off to you:  he wondered how I could want the
company of anybody else.'


I set his plate to keep warm on the fender; and after an hour or
two he re_entered, when the room was clear, in no degree calmer:
the same unnatural _ it was unnatural _ appearance of joy under his
black brows; the same bloodless hue, and his teeth visible, now and
then, in a kind of smile; his frame shivering, not as one shivers
with chill or weakness, but as a tight_stretched cord vibrates _ a
strong thrilling, rather than trembling.


I will ask what is the matter, I thought; or who should?  And I
exclaimed _ 'Have you heard any good news, Mr. Heathcliff?  You
look uncommonly animated.'
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'Where should good news come from to me?' he said.  'I'm animated
with hunger; and, seemingly, I must not eat.'


'Your dinner is here,' I returned; 'why won't you get it?'


'I don't want it now,' he muttered, hastily:  'I'll wait till
supper.  And, Nelly, once for all, let me beg you to warn Hareton
and the other away from me.  I wish to be troubled by nobody:  I
wish to have this place to myself.'


'Is there some new reason for this banishment?' I inquired.  'Tell
me why you are so queer, Mr. Heathcliff?  Where were you last
night?  I'm not putting the question through idle curiosity, but _
'


'You are putting the question through very idle curiosity,' he
interrupted, with a laugh.  'Yet I'll answer it.  Last night I was
on the threshold of hell.  To_day, I am within sight of my heaven.
I have my eyes on it:  hardly three feet to sever me!  And now
you'd better go!  You'll neither see nor hear anything to frighten
you, if you refrain from prying.'


Having swept the hearth and wiped the table, I departed; more
perplexed than ever.
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He did not quit the house again that afternoon, and no one intruded
on his solitude; till, at eight o'clock, I deemed it proper, though
unsummoned, to carry a candle and his supper to him.  He was
leaning against the ledge of an open lattice, but not looking out:
his face was turned to the interior gloom.  The fire had smouldered
to ashes; the room was filled with the damp, mild air of the cloudy
evening; and so still, that not only the murmur of the beck down
Gimmerton was distinguishable, but its ripples and its gurgling
over the pebbles, or through the large stones which it could not
cover.  I uttered an ejaculation of discontent at seeing the dismal
grate, and commenced shutting the casements, one after another,
till I came to his.


'Must I close this?' I asked, in order to rouse him; for he would
not stir.


The light flashed on his features as I spoke.  Oh, Mr. Lockwood, I
cannot express what a terrible start I got by the momentary view!
Those deep black eyes!  That smile, and ghastly paleness!  It
appeared to me, not Mr. Heathcliff, but a goblin; and, in my
terror, I let the candle bend towards the wall, and it left me in
darkness.
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'Yes, close it,' he replied, in his familiar voice.  'There, that
is pure awkwardness!  Why did you hold the candle horizontally?  Be
quick, and bring another.'


I hurried out in a foolish state of dread, and said to Joseph _
'The master wishes you to take him a light and rekindle the fire.'
For I dared not go in myself again just then.


Joseph rattled some fire into the shovel, and went:  but he brought
it back immediately, with the supper_tray in his other hand,
explaining that Mr. Heathcliff was going to bed, and he wanted
nothing to eat till morning.  We heard him mount the stairs
directly; he did not proceed to his ordinary chamber, but turned
into that with the panelled bed:  its window, as I mentioned
before, is wide enough for anybody to get through; and it struck me
that he plotted another midnight excursion, of which he had rather
we had no suspicion.
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'Is he a ghoul or a vampire?' I mused.  I had read of such hideous
incarnate demons.  And then I set myself to reflect how I had
tended him in infancy, and watched him grow to youth, and followed
him almost through his whole course; and what absurd nonsense it
was to yield to that sense of horror.  'But where did he come from,
the little dark thing, harboured by a good man to his bane?'
muttered Superstition, as I dozed into unconsciousness.  And I
began, half dreaming, to weary myself with imagining some fit
parentage for him; and, repeating my waking meditations, I tracked
his existence over again, with grim variations; at last, picturing
his death and funeral:  of which, all I can remember is, being
exceedingly vexed at having the task of dictating an inscription
for his monument, and consulting the sexton about it; and, as he
had no surname, and we could not tell his age, we were obliged to
content ourselves with the single word, 'Heathcliff.'  That came
true:  we were.  If you enter the kirkyard, you'll read, on his
headstone, only that, and the date of his death.


Dawn restored me to common sense.  I rose, and went into the
garden, as soon as I could see, to ascertain if there were any
footmarks under his window.  There were none.  'He has stayed at
home,' I thought, 'and he'll be all right to_day.'  I prepared
breakfast for the household, as was my usual custom, but told
Hareton and Catherine to get theirs ere the master came down, for
he lay late.  They preferred taking it out of doors, under the
trees, and I set a little table to accommodate them.
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On my re_entrance, I found Mr. Heathcliff below.  He and Joseph
were conversing about some farming business; he gave clear, minute
directions concerning the matter discussed, but he spoke rapidly,
and turned his head continually aside, and had the same excited
expression, even more exaggerated.  When Joseph quitted the room he
took his seat in the place he generally chose, and I put a basin of
coffee before him.  He drew it nearer, and then rested his arms on
the table, and looked at the opposite wall, as I supposed,
surveying one particular portion, up and down, with glittering,
restless eyes, and with such eager interest that he stopped
breathing during half a minute together.


'Come now,' I exclaimed, pushing some bread against his hand, 'eat
and drink that, while it is hot:  it has been waiting near an
hour.'


He didn't notice me, and yet he smiled.  I'd rather have seen him
gnash his teeth than smile so.


'Mr. Heathcliff! master!' I cried, 'don't, for God's sake, stare as
if you saw an unearthly vision.'
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'Don't, for God's sake, shout so loud,' he replied.  'Turn round,
and tell me, are we by ourselves?'


'Of course,' was my answer; 'of course we are.'


Still, I involuntarily obeyed him, as if I was not quite sure.
With a sweep of his hand he cleared a vacant space in front among
the breakfast things, and leant forward to gaze more at his ease.


Now, I perceived he was not looking at the wall; for when I
regarded him alone, it seemed exactly that he gazed at something
within two yards' distance.  And whatever it was, it communicated,
apparently, both pleasure and pain in exquisite extremes:  at least
the anguished, yet raptured, expression of his countenance
suggested that idea.  The fancied object was not fixed, either:
his eyes pursued it with unwearied diligence, and, even in speaking
to me, were never weaned away.  I vainly reminded him of his
protracted abstinence from food:  if he stirred to touch anything
in compliance with my entreaties, if he stretched his hand out to
get a piece of bread, his fingers clenched before they reached it,
and remained on the table, forgetful of their aim.
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I sat, a model of patience, trying to attract his absorbed
attention from its engrossing speculation; till he grew irritable,
and got up, asking why I would not allow him to have his own time
in taking his meals? and saying that on the next occasion I needn't
wait:  I might set the things down and go.  Having uttered these
words he left the house, slowly sauntered down the garden path, and
disappeared through the gate.


The hours crept anxiously by:  another evening came.  I did not
retire to rest till late, and when I did, I could not sleep.  He
returned after midnight, and, instead of going to bed, shut himself
into the room beneath.  I listened, and tossed about, and, finally,
dressed and descended.  It was too irksome to lie there, harassing
my brain with a hundred idle misgivings.


I distinguished Mr. Heathcliff's step, restlessly measuring the
floor, and he frequently broke the silence by a deep inspiration,
resembling a groan.  He muttered detached words also; the only one
I could catch was the name of Catherine, coupled with some wild
term of endearment or suffering; and spoken as one would speak to a
person present; low and earnest, and wrung from the depth of his
soul.  I had not courage to walk straight into the apartment; but I
desired to divert him from his reverie, and therefore fell foul of
the kitchen fire, stirred it, and began to scrape the cinders.  It
drew him forth sooner than I expected.  He opened the door
immediately, and said _ 'Nelly, come here _ is it morning?  Come in
with your light.'
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'It is striking four,' I answered.  'You want a candle to take up_
stairs:  you might have lit one at this fire.'


'No, I don't wish to go up_stairs,' he said.  'Come in, and kindle
ME a fire, and do anything there is to do about the room.'


'I must blow the coals red first, before I can carry any,' I
replied, getting a chair and the bellows


He roamed to and fro, meantime, in a state approaching distraction;
his heavy sighs succeeding each other so thick as to leave no space
for common breathing between.


'When day breaks I'll send for Green,' he said; 'I wish to make
some legal inquiries of him while I can bestow a thought on those
matters, and while I can act calmly.  I have not written my will
yet; and how to leave my property I cannot determine.  I wish I
could annihilate it from the face of the earth.'


'I would not talk so, Mr. Heathcliff,' I interposed.  'Let your
will be a while:  you'll be spared to repent of your many
injustices yet!  I never expected that your nerves would be
disordered:  they are, at present, marvellously so, however; and
almost entirely through your own fault.  The way you've passed
these three last days might knock up a Titan.  Do take some food,
and some repose.  You need only look at yourself in a glass to see
how you require both.  Your cheeks are hollow, and your eyes blood_
shot, like a person starving with hunger and going blind with loss
of sleep.'
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'It is not my fault that I cannot eat or rest,' he replied.  'I
assure you it is through no settled designs.  I'll do both, as soon
as I possibly can.  But you might as well bid a man struggling in
the water rest within arms' length of the shore!  I must reach it
first, and then I'll rest.  Well, never mind Mr. Green:  as to
repenting of my injustices, I've done no injustice, and I repent of
nothing.  I'm too happy; and yet I'm not happy enough.  My soul's
bliss kills my body, but does not satisfy itself.'


'Happy, master?' I cried.  'Strange happiness!  If you would hear
me without being angry, I might offer some advice that would make
you happier.'


'What is that?' he asked.  'Give it.'


'You are aware, Mr. Heathcliff,' I said, 'that from the time you
were thirteen years old you have lived a selfish, unchristian life;
and probably hardly had a Bible in your hands during all that
period.  You must have forgotten the contents of the book, and you
may not have space to search it now.  Could it be hurtful to send
for some one _ some minister of any denomination, it does not
matter which _ to explain it, and show you how very far you have
erred from its precepts; and how unfit you will be for its heaven,
unless a change takes place before you die?'
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'I'm rather obliged than angry, Nelly,' he said, 'for you remind me
of the manner in which I desire to be buried.  It is to be carried
to the churchyard in the evening.  You and Hareton may, if you
please, accompany me:  and mind, particularly, to notice that the
sexton obeys my directions concerning the two coffins!  No minister
need come; nor need anything be said over me. _ I tell you I have
nearly attained MY heaven; and that of others is altogether
unvalued and uncovered by me.'


'And supposing you persevered in your obstinate fast, and died by
that means, and they refused to bury you in the precincts of the
kirk?' I said, shocked at his godless indifference.  'How would you
like it?'


'They won't do that,' he replied:  'if they did, you must have me
removed secretly; and if you neglect it you shall prove,
practically, that the dead are not annihilated!'
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As soon as he heard the other members of the family stirring he
retired to his den, and I breathed freer.  But in the afternoon,
while Joseph and Hareton were at their work, he came into the
kitchen again, and, with a wild look, bid me come and sit in the
house:  he wanted somebody with him.  I declined; telling him
plainly that his strange talk and manner frightened me, and I had
neither the nerve nor the will to be his companion alone.


'I believe you think me a fiend,' he said, with his dismal laugh:
'something too horrible to live under a decent roof.'  Then turning
to Catherine, who was there, and who drew behind me at his
approach, he added, half sneeringly, _ 'Will YOU come, chuck?  I'll
not hurt you.  No! to you I've made myself worse than the devil.
Well, there is ONE who won't shrink from my company!  By God! she's
relentless.  Oh, damn it!  It's unutterably too much for flesh and
blood to bear _ even mine.'


He solicited the society of no one more.  At dusk he went into his
chamber.  Through the whole night, and far into the morning, we
heard him groaning and murmuring to himself.  Hareton was anxious
to enter; but I bid him fetch Mr. Kenneth, and he should go in and
see him.  When he came, and I requested admittance and tried to
open the door, I found it locked; and Heathcliff bid us be damned.
He was better, and would be left alone; so the doctor went away.
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The following evening was very wet:  indeed, it poured down till
day_dawn; and, as I took my morning walk round the house, I
observed the master's window swinging open, and the rain driving
straight in.  He cannot be in bed, I thought:  those showers would
drench him through.  He must either be up or out.  But I'll make no
more ado, I'll go boldly and look.'


Having succeeded in obtaining entrance with another key, I ran to
unclose the panels, for the chamber was vacant; quickly pushing
them aside, I peeped in.  Mr. Heathcliff was there _ laid on his
back.  His eyes met mine so keen and fierce, I started; and then he
seemed to smile.  I could not think him dead:  but his face and
throat were washed with rain; the bed_clothes dripped, and he was
perfectly still.  The lattice, flapping to and fro, had grazed one
hand that rested on the sill; no blood trickled from the broken
skin, and when I put my fingers to it, I could doubt no more:  he
was dead and stark!


I hasped the window; I combed his black long hair from his
forehead; I tried to close his eyes:  to extinguish, if possible,
that frightful, life_like gaze of exultation before any one else
beheld it.  They would not shut:  they seemed to sneer at my
attempts; and his parted lips and sharp white teeth sneered too!
Taken with another fit of cowardice, I cried out for Joseph.
Joseph shuffled up and made a noise, but resolutely refused to
meddle with him.
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'Th' divil's harried off his soul,' he cried, 'and he may hev' his
carcass into t' bargin, for aught I care!  Ech! what a wicked 'un
he looks, girning at death!' and the old sinner grinned in mockery.
I thought he intended to cut a caper round the bed; but suddenly
composing himself, he fell on his knees, and raised his hands, and
returned thanks that the lawful master and the ancient stock were
restored to their rights.


I felt stunned by the awful event; and my memory unavoidably
recurred to former times with a sort of oppressive sadness.  But
poor Hareton, the most wronged, was the only one who really
suffered much.  He sat by the corpse all night, weeping in bitter
earnest.  He pressed its hand, and kissed the sarcastic, savage
face that every one else shrank from contemplating; and bemoaned
him with that strong grief which springs naturally from a generous
heart, though it be tough as tempered steel.


Mr. Kenneth was perplexed to pronounce of what disorder the master
died.  I concealed the fact of his having swallowed nothing for
four days, fearing it might lead to trouble, and then, I am
persuaded, he did not abstain on purpose:  it was the consequence
of his strange illness, not the cause.
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We buried him, to the scandal of the whole neighbourhood, as he
wished.  Earnshaw and I, the sexton, and six men to carry the
coffin, comprehended the whole attendance.  The six men departed
when they had let it down into the grave:  we stayed to see it
covered.  Hareton, with a streaming face, dug green sods, and laid
them over the brown mould himself:  at present it is as smooth and
verdant as its companion mounds _ and I hope its tenant sleeps as
soundly.  But the country folks, if you ask them, would swear on
the Bible that he WALKS:  there are those who speak to having met
him near the church, and on the moor, and even within this house.
Idle tales, you'll say, and so say I.  Yet that old man by the
kitchen fire affirms he has seen two on 'em looking out of his
chamber window on every rainy night since his death:_ and an odd
thing happened to me about a month ago.  I was going to the Grange
one evening _ a dark evening, threatening thunder _ and, just at
the turn of the Heights, I encountered a little boy with a sheep
and two lambs before him; he was crying terribly; and I supposed
the lambs were skittish, and would not be guided.


'What is the matter, my little man?' I asked.
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'There's Heathcliff and a woman yonder, under t' nab,' he
blubbered, 'un' I darnut pass 'em.'


I saw nothing; but neither the sheep nor he would go on so I bid
him take the road lower down.  He probably raised the phantoms from
thinking, as he traversed the moors alone, on the nonsense he had
heard his parents and companions repeat.  Yet, still, I don't like
being out in the dark now; and I don't like being left by myself in
this grim house:  I cannot help it; I shall be glad when they leave
it, and shift to the Grange.


'They are going to the Grange, then?' I said.


'Yes,' answered Mrs. Dean, 'as soon as they are married, and that
will be on New Year's Day.'


'And who will live here then?'


'Why, Joseph will take care of the house, and, perhaps, a lad to
keep him company.  They will live in the kitchen, and the rest will
be shut up.'
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'For the use of such ghosts as choose to inhabit it?' I observed.


'No, Mr. Lockwood,' said Nelly, shaking her head.  'I believe the
dead are at peace:  but it is not right to speak of them with
levity.'


At that moment the garden gate swung to; the ramblers were
returning.


'THEY are afraid of nothing,' I grumbled, watching their approach
through the window.  'Together, they would brave Satan and all his
legions.'


As they stepped on to the door_stones, and halted to take a last
look at the moon _ or, more correctly, at each other by her light _
I felt irresistibly impelled to escape them again; and, pressing a
remembrance into the hand of Mrs. Dean, and disregarding her
expostulations at my rudeness, I vanished through the kitchen as
they opened the house_door; and so should have confirmed Joseph in
his opinion of his fellow_servant's gay indiscretions, had he not
fortunately recognised me for a respectable character by the sweet
ring of a sovereign at his feet.
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My walk home was lengthened by a diversion in the direction of the
kirk.  When beneath its walls, I perceived decay had made progress,
even in seven months:  many a window showed black gaps deprived of
glass; and slates jutted off here and there, beyond the right line
of the roof, to be gradually worked off in coming autumn storms.


I sought, and soon discovered, the three headstones on the slope
next the moor:  on middle one grey, and half buried in the heath;
Edgar Linton's only harmonized by the turf and moss creeping up its
foot; Heathcliff's still bare.


I lingered round them, under that benign sky:  watched the moths
fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind
breathing through the grass, and wondered how any one could ever
imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.


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