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Wuthering Heights Deluxe Edition CHAPTER 01






1801. _ I have just returned from a visit to my landlord _ the
solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.  This is
certainly a beautiful country!  In all England, I do not believe
that I could have fixed on a situation so completely removed from
the stir of society.  A perfect misanthropist's heaven:  and Mr.
Heathcliff and I are such a suitable pair to divide the desolation
between us.  A capital fellow!  He little imagined how my heart
warmed towards him when I beheld his black eyes withdraw so
suspiciously under their brows, as I rode up, and when his fingers
sheltered themselves, with a jealous resolution, still further in
his waistcoat, as I announced my name.


'Mr. Heathcliff?' I said.


A nod was the answer.


'Mr. Lockwood, your new tenant, sir.  I do myself the honour of
calling as soon as possible after my arrival, to express the hope
that I have not inconvenienced you by my perseverance in soliciting
the occupation of Thrushcross Grange:  I heard yesterday you had
had some thoughts _ '


'Thrushcross Grange is my own, sir,' he interrupted, wincing.  'I
should not allow any one to inconvenience me, if I could hinder it
_ walk in!'


The 'walk in' was uttered with closed teeth, and expressed the
sentiment, 'Go to the Deuce:' even the gate over which he leant
manifested no sympathising movement to the words; and I think that
circumstance determined me to accept the invitation:  I felt
interested in a man who seemed more exaggeratedly reserved than
myself.
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When he saw my horse's breast fairly pushing the barrier, he did
put out his hand to unchain it, and then sullenly preceded me up
the causeway, calling, as we entered the court, _ 'Joseph, take Mr.
Lockwood's horse; and bring up some wine.'


'Here we have the whole establishment of domestics, I suppose,' was
the reflection suggested by this compound order.  'No wonder the
grass grows up between the flags, and cattle are the only hedge_
cutters.'


Joseph was an elderly, nay, an old man:  very old, perhaps, though
hale and sinewy.  'The Lord help us!' he soliloquised in an
undertone of peevish displeasure, while relieving me of my horse:
looking, meantime, in my face so sourly that I charitably
conjectured he must have need of divine aid to digest his dinner,
and his pious ejaculation had no reference to my unexpected advent.


Wuthering Heights is the name of Mr. Heathcliff's dwelling.
'Wuthering' being a significant provincial adjective, descriptive
of the atmospheric tumult to which its station is exposed in stormy
weather.  Pure, bracing ventilation they must have up there at all
times, indeed:  one may guess the power of the north wind blowing
over the edge, by the excessive slant of a few stunted firs at the
end of the house; and by a range of gaunt thorns all stretching
their limbs one way, as if craving alms of the sun.  Happily, the
architect had foresight to build it strong:  the narrow windows are
deeply set in the wall, and the corners defended with large jutting
stones.


Before passing the threshold, I paused to admire a quantity of
grotesque carving lavished over the front, and especially about the
principal door; above which, among a wilderness of crumbling
griffins and shameless little boys, I detected the date '1500,' and
the name 'Hareton Earnshaw.'  I would have made a few comments, and
requested a short history of the place from the surly owner; but
his attitude at the door appeared to demand my speedy entrance, or
complete departure, and I had no desire to aggravate his impatience
previous to inspecting the penetralium.


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One stop brought us into the family sitting_room, without any
introductory lobby or passage:  they call it here 'the house' pre_
eminently.  It includes kitchen and parlour, generally; but I
believe at Wuthering Heights the kitchen is forced to retreat
altogether into another quarter:  at least I distinguished a
chatter of tongues, and a clatter of culinary utensils, deep
within; and I observed no signs of roasting, boiling, or baking,
about the huge fireplace; nor any glitter of copper saucepans and
tin cullenders on the walls.  One end, indeed, reflected splendidly
both light and heat from ranks of immense pewter dishes,
interspersed with silver jugs and tankards, towering row after row,
on a vast oak dresser, to the very roof.  The latter had never been
under_drawn:  its entire anatomy lay bare to an inquiring eye,
except where a frame of wood laden with oatcakes and clusters of
legs of beef, mutton, and ham, concealed it.  Above the chimney
were sundry villainous old guns, and a couple of horse_pistols:
and, by way of ornament, three gaudily_painted canisters disposed
along its ledge.  The floor was of smooth, white stone; the chairs,
high_backed, primitive structures, painted green:  one or two heavy
black ones lurking in the shade.  In an arch under the dresser
reposed a huge, liver_coloured bitch pointer, surrounded by a swarm
of squealing puppies; and other dogs haunted other recesses.


The apartment and furniture would have been nothing extraordinary
as belonging to a homely, northern farmer, with a stubborn
countenance, and stalwart limbs set out to advantage in knee_
breeches and gaiters.  Such an individual seated in his arm_chair,
his mug of ale frothing on the round table before him, is to be
seen in any circuit of five or six miles among these hills, if you
go at the right time after dinner.  But Mr. Heathcliff forms a
singular contrast to his abode and style of living.  He is a dark_
skinned gipsy in aspect, in dress and manners a gentleman:  that
is, as much a gentleman as many a country squire:  rather slovenly,
perhaps, yet not looking amiss with his negligence, because he has
an erect and handsome figure; and rather morose.  Possibly, some
people might suspect him of a degree of under_bred pride; I have a
sympathetic chord within that tells me it is nothing of the sort:
I know, by instinct, his reserve springs from an aversion to showy
displays of feeling _ to manifestations of mutual kindliness.
He'll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of
impertinence to be loved or hated again.  No, I'm running on too
fast:  I bestow my own attributes over_liberally on him.  Mr.
Heathcliff may have entirely dissimilar reasons for keeping his
hand out of the way when he meets a would_be acquaintance, to those
which actuate me.  Let me hope my constitution is almost peculiar:
my dear mother used to say I should never have a comfortable home;
and only last summer I proved myself perfectly unworthy of one.
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While enjoying a month of fine weather at the sea_coast, I was
thrown into the company of a most fascinating creature:  a real
goddess in my eyes, as long as she took no notice of me.  I 'never
told my love' vocally; still, if looks have language, the merest
idiot might have guessed I was over head and ears:  she understood
me at last, and looked a return _ the sweetest of all imaginable
looks.  And what did I do?  I confess it with shame _ shrunk icily
into myself, like a snail; at every glance retired colder and
farther; till finally the poor innocent was led to doubt her own
senses, and, overwhelmed with confusion at her supposed mistake,
persuaded her mamma to decamp.  By this curious turn of disposition
I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness; how
undeserved, I alone can appreciate.


I took a seat at the end of the hearthstone opposite that towards
which my landlord advanced, and filled up an interval of silence by
attempting to caress the canine mother, who had left her nursery,
and was sneaking wolfishly to the back of my legs, her lip curled
up, and her white teeth watering for a snatch.  My caress provoked
a long, guttural gnarl.


'You'd better let the dog alone,' growled Mr. Heathcliff in unison,
checking fiercer demonstrations with a punch of his foot.  'She's
not accustomed to be spoiled _ not kept for a pet.'  Then, striding
to a side door, he shouted again, 'Joseph!'


Joseph mumbled indistinctly in the depths of the cellar, but gave
no intimation of ascending; so his master dived down to him,
leaving me VIS_A_VIS the ruffianly bitch and a pair of grim shaggy
sheep_dogs, who shared with her a jealous guardianship over all my
movements.  Not anxious to come in contact with their fangs, I sat
still; but, imagining they would scarcely understand tacit insults,
I unfortunately indulged in winking and making faces at the trio,
and some turn of my physiognomy so irritated madam, that she
suddenly broke into a fury and leapt on my knees.  I flung her
back, and hastened to interpose the table between us.  This
proceeding aroused the whole hive:  half_a_dozen four_footed
fiends, of various sizes and ages, issued from hidden dens to the
common centre.  I felt my heels and coat_laps peculiar subjects of
assault; and parrying off the larger combatants as effectually as I
could with the poker, I was constrained to demand, aloud,
assistance from some of the household in re_establishing peace.
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Mr. Heathcliff and his man climbed the cellar steps with vexatious
phlegm:  I don't think they moved one second faster than usual,
though the hearth was an absolute tempest of worrying and yelping.
Happily, an inhabitant of the kitchen made more despatch:  a lusty
dame, with tucked_up gown, bare arms, and fire_flushed cheeks,
rushed into the midst of us flourishing a frying_pan:  and used
that weapon, and her tongue, to such purpose, that the storm
subsided magically, and she only remained, heaving like a sea after
a high wind, when her master entered on the scene.


'What the devil is the matter?' he asked, eyeing me in a manner
that I could ill endure, after this inhospitable treatment.


'What the devil, indeed!' I muttered.  'The herd of possessed swine
could have had no worse spirits in them than those animals of
yours, sir.  You might as well leave a stranger with a brood of
tigers!'


'They won't meddle with persons who touch nothing,' he remarked,
putting the bottle before me, and restoring the displaced table.
'The dogs do right to be vigilant.  Take a glass of wine?'


'No, thank you.'


'Not bitten, are you?'


'If I had been, I would have set my signet on the biter.'
Heathcliff's countenance relaxed into a grin.


'Come, come,' he said, 'you are flurried, Mr. Lockwood.  Here, take
a little wine.  Guests are so exceedingly rare in this house that I
and my dogs, I am willing to own, hardly know how to receive them.
Your health, sir?'


I bowed and returned the pledge; beginning to perceive that it
would be foolish to sit sulking for the misbehaviour of a pack of
curs; besides, I felt loth to yield the fellow further amusement at
my expense; since his humour took that turn.  He _ probably swayed
by prudential consideration of the folly of offending a good tenant
_ relaxed a little in the laconic style of chipping off his
pronouns and auxiliary verbs, and introduced what he supposed would
be a subject of interest to me, _ a discourse on the advantages and
disadvantages of my present place of retirement.  I found him very
intelligent on the topics we touched; and before I went home, I was
encouraged so far as to volunteer another visit to_morrow.  He
evidently wished no repetition of my intrusion.  I shall go,
notwithstanding.  It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself
compared with him.


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Wuthering Heights Deluxe Edition CHAPTER 02






YESTERDAY afternoon set in misty and cold.  I had half a mind to
spend it by my study fire, instead of wading through heath and mud
to Wuthering Heights.  On coming up from dinner, however, (N.B. _ I
dine between twelve and one o'clock; the housekeeper, a matronly
lady, taken as a fixture along with the house, could not, or would
not, comprehend my request that I might be served at five) _ on
mounting the stairs with this lazy intention, and stepping into the
room, I saw a servant_girl on her knees surrounded by brushes and
coal_scuttles, and raising an infernal dust as she extinguished the
flames with heaps of cinders.  This spectacle drove me back
immediately; I took my hat, and, after a four_miles' walk, arrived
at Heathcliff's garden_gate just in time to escape the first
feathery flakes of a snow_shower.


On that bleak hill_top the earth was hard with a black frost, and
the air made me shiver through every limb.  Being unable to remove
the chain, I jumped over, and, running up the flagged causeway
bordered with straggling gooseberry_bushes, knocked vainly for
admittance, till my knuckles tingled and the dogs howled.
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'Wretched inmates!' I ejaculated, mentally, 'you deserve perpetual
isolation from your species for your churlish inhospitality.  At
least, I would not keep my doors barred in the day_time.  I don't
care _ I will get in!'  So resolved, I grasped the latch and shook
it vehemently.  Vinegar_faced Joseph projected his head from a
round window of the barn.


'What are ye for?' he shouted.  'T' maister's down i' t' fowld.  Go
round by th' end o' t' laith, if ye went to spake to him.'


'Is there nobody inside to open the door?' I hallooed,
responsively.


'There's nobbut t' missis; and shoo'll not oppen 't an ye mak' yer
flaysome dins till neeght.'


'Why?  Cannot you tell her whom I am, eh, Joseph?'
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'Nor_ne me!  I'll hae no hend wi't,' muttered the head, vanishing.


The snow began to drive thickly.  I seized the handle to essay
another trial; when a young man without coat, and shouldering a
pitchfork, appeared in the yard behind.  He hailed me to follow
him, and, after marching through a wash_house, and a paved area
containing a coal_shed, pump, and pigeon_cot, we at length arrived
in the huge, warm, cheerful apartment where I was formerly
received.  It glowed delightfully in the radiance of an immense
fire, compounded of coal, peat, and wood; and near the table, laid
for a plentiful evening meal, I was pleased to observe the
'missis,' an individual whose existence I had never previously
suspected.  I bowed and waited, thinking she would bid me take a
seat.  She looked at me, leaning back in her chair, and remained
motionless and mute.


'Rough weather!' I remarked.  'I'm afraid, Mrs. Heathcliff, the
door must bear the consequence of your servants' leisure
attendance:  I had hard work to make them hear me.'
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She never opened her mouth.  I stared _ she stared also:  at any
rate, she kept her eyes on me in a cool, regardless manner,
exceedingly embarrassing and disagreeable.


'Sit down,' said the young man, gruffly.  'He'll be in soon.'


I obeyed; and hemmed, and called the villain Juno, who deigned, at
this second interview, to move the extreme tip of her tail, in
token of owning my acquaintance.


'A beautiful animal!' I commenced again.  'Do you intend parting
with the little ones, madam?'


'They are not mine,' said the amiable hostess, more repellingly
than Heathcliff himself could have replied.


'Ah, your favourites are among these?' I continued, turning to an
obscure cushion full of something like cats.


'A strange choice of favourites!' she observed scornfully.
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Unluckily, it was a heap of dead rabbits.  I hemmed once more, and
drew closer to the hearth, repeating my comment on the wildness of
the evening.


'You should not have come out,' she said, rising and reaching from
the chimney_piece two of the painted canisters.


Her position before was sheltered from the light; now, I had a
distinct view of her whole figure and countenance.  She was
slender, and apparently scarcely past girlhood:  an admirable form,
and the most exquisite little face that I have ever had the
pleasure of beholding; small features, very fair; flaxen ringlets,
or rather golden, hanging loose on her delicate neck; and eyes, had
they been agreeable in expression, that would have been
irresistible:  fortunately for my susceptible heart, the only
sentiment they evinced hovered between scorn and a kind of
desperation, singularly unnatural to be detected there.  The
canisters were almost out of her reach; I made a motion to aid her;
she turned upon me as a miser might turn if any one attempted to
assist him in counting his gold.
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'I don't want your help,' she snapped; 'I can get them for myself.'


'I beg your pardon!' I hastened to reply.


'Were you asked to tea?' she demanded, tying an apron over her neat
black frock, and standing with a spoonful of the leaf poised over
the pot.


'I shall be glad to have a cup,' I answered.


'Were you asked?' she repeated.


'No,' I said, half smiling.  'You are the proper person to ask me.'


She flung the tea back, spoon and all, and resumed her chair in a
pet; her forehead corrugated, and her red under_lip pushed out,
like a child's ready to cry.
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Meanwhile, the young man had slung on to his person a decidedly
shabby upper garment, and, erecting himself before the blaze,
looked down on me from the corner of his eyes, for all the world as
if there were some mortal feud unavenged between us.  I began to
doubt whether he were a servant or not:  his dress and speech were
both rude, entirely devoid of the superiority observable in Mr. and
Mrs. Heathcliff; his thick brown curls were rough and uncultivated,
his whiskers encroached bearishly over his cheeks, and his hands
were embrowned like those of a common labourer:  still his bearing
was free, almost haughty, and he showed none of a domestic's
assiduity in attending on the lady of the house.  In the absence of
clear proofs of his condition, I deemed it best to abstain from
noticing his curious conduct; and, five minutes afterwards, the
entrance of Heathcliff relieved me, in some measure, from my
uncomfortable state.


'You see, sir, I am come, according to promise!' I exclaimed,
assuming the cheerful; 'and I fear I shall be weather_bound for
half an hour, if you can afford me shelter during that space.'
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'Half an hour?' he said, shaking the white flakes from his clothes;
'I wonder you should select the thick of a snow_storm to ramble
about in.  Do you know that you run a risk of being lost in the
marshes?  People familiar with these moors often miss their road on
such evenings; and I can tell you there is no chance of a change at
present.'


'Perhaps I can get a guide among your lads, and he might stay at
the Grange till morning _ could you spare me one?'


'No, I could not.'


'Oh, indeed!  Well, then, I must trust to my own sagacity.'


'Umph!'


'Are you going to mak' the tea?' demanded he of the shabby coat,
shifting his ferocious gaze from me to the young lady.


'Is HE to have any?' she asked, appealing to Heathcliff.
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'Get it ready, will you?' was the answer, uttered so savagely that
I started.  The tone in which the words were said revealed a
genuine bad nature.  I no longer felt inclined to call Heathcliff a
capital fellow.  When the preparations were finished, he invited me
with _ 'Now, sir, bring forward your chair.'  And we all, including
the rustic youth, drew round the table:  an austere silence
prevailing while we discussed our meal.


I thought, if I had caused the cloud, it was my duty to make an
effort to dispel it.  They could not every day sit so grim and
taciturn; and it was impossible, however ill_tempered they might
be, that the universal scowl they wore was their every_day
countenance.


'It is strange,' I began, in the interval of swallowing one cup of
tea and receiving another _ 'it is strange how custom can mould our
tastes and ideas:  many could not imagine the existence of
happiness in a life of such complete exile from the world as you
spend, Mr. Heathcliff; yet, I'll venture to say, that, surrounded
by your family, and with your amiable lady as the presiding genius
over your home and heart _ '


'My amiable lady!' he interrupted, with an almost diabolical sneer
on his face.  'Where is she _ my amiable lady?'
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'Mrs. Heathcliff, your wife, I mean.'


'Well, yes _ oh, you would intimate that her spirit has taken the
post of ministering angel, and guards the fortunes of Wuthering
Heights, even when her body is gone.  Is that it?'


Perceiving myself in a blunder, I attempted to correct it.  I might
have seen there was too great a disparity between the ages of the
parties to make it likely that they were man and wife.  One was
about forty:  a period of mental vigour at which men seldom cherish
the delusion of being married for love by girls:  that dream is
reserved for the solace of our declining years.  The other did not
look seventeen.


Then it flashed on me _ 'The clown at my elbow, who is drinking his
tea out of a basin and eating his broad with unwashed hands, may be
her husband:  Heathcliff junior, of course.  Here is the
consequence of being buried alive:  she has thrown herself away
upon that boor from sheer ignorance that better individuals
existed!  A sad pity _ I must beware how I cause her to regret her
choice.'  The last reflection may seem conceited; it was not.  My
neighbour struck me as bordering on repulsive; I knew, through
experience, that I was tolerably attractive.
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'Mrs. Heathcliff is my daughter_in_law,' said Heathcliff,
corroborating my surmise.  He turned, as he spoke, a peculiar look
in her direction:  a look of hatred; unless he has a most perverse
set of facial muscles that will not, like those of other people,
interpret the language of his soul.


'Ah, certainly _ I see now:  you are the favoured possessor of the
beneficent fairy,' I remarked, turning to my neighbour.


This was worse than before:  the youth grew crimson, and clenched
his fist, with every appearance of a meditated assault.  But he
seemed to recollect himself presently, and smothered the storm in a
brutal curse, muttered on my behalf:  which, however, I took care
not to notice.


'Unhappy in your conjectures, sir,' observed my host; 'we neither
of us have the privilege of owning your good fairy; her mate is
dead.  I said she was my daughter_in_law:  therefore, she must have
married my son.'


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'Not my son, assuredly.'


Heathcliff smiled again, as if it were rather too bold a jest to
attribute the paternity of that bear to him.


'My name is Hareton Earnshaw,' growled the other; 'and I'd counsel
you to respect it!'


'I've shown no disrespect,' was my reply, laughing internally at
the dignity with which he announced himself.


He fixed his eye on me longer than I cared to return the stare, for
fear I might be tempted either to box his ears or render my
hilarity audible.  I began to feel unmistakably out of place in
that pleasant family circle.  The dismal spiritual atmosphere
overcame, and more than neutralised, the glowing physical comforts
round me; and I resolved to be cautious how I ventured under those
rafters a third time.


The business of eating being concluded, and no one uttering a word
of sociable conversation, I approached a window to examine the
weather.  A sorrowful sight I saw:  dark night coming down
prematurely, and sky and hills mingled in one bitter whirl of wind
and suffocating snow.
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'I don't think it possible for me to get home now without a guide,'
I could not help exclaiming.  'The roads will be buried already;
and, if they were bare, I could scarcely distinguish a foot in
advance.'


'Hareton, drive those dozen sheep into the barn porch.  They'll be
covered if left in the fold all night:  and put a plank before
them,' said Heathcliff.


'How must I do?' I continued, with rising irritation.


There was no reply to my question; and on looking round I saw only
Joseph bringing in a pail of porridge for the dogs, and Mrs.
Heathcliff leaning over the fire, diverting herself with burning a
bundle of matches which had fallen from the chimney_piece as she
restored the tea_canister to its place.  The former, when he had
deposited his burden, took a critical survey of the room, and in
cracked tones grated out _ 'Aw wonder how yah can faishion to stand
thear i' idleness un war, when all on 'ems goan out!  Bud yah're a
nowt, and it's no use talking _ yah'll niver mend o'yer ill ways,
but goa raight to t' divil, like yer mother afore ye!'
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I imagined, for a moment, that this piece of eloquence was
addressed to me; and, sufficiently enraged, stepped towards the
aged rascal with an intention of kicking him out of the door.  Mrs.
Heathcliff, however, checked me by her answer.


'You scandalous old hypocrite!' she replied.  'Are you not afraid
of being carried away bodily, whenever you mention the devil's
name?  I warn you to refrain from provoking me, or I'll ask your
abduction as a special favour!  Stop! look here, Joseph,' she
continued, taking a long, dark book from a shelf; 'I'll show you
how far I've progressed in the Black Art:  I shall soon be
competent to make a clear house of it.  The red cow didn't die by
chance; and your rheumatism can hardly be reckoned among
providential visitations!'


'Oh, wicked, wicked!' gasped the elder; 'may the Lord deliver us
from evil!'


'No, reprobate! you are a castaway _ be off, or I'll hurt you
seriously!  I'll have you all modelled in wax and clay! and the
first who passes the limits I fix shall _ I'll not say what he
shall be done to _ but, you'll see!  Go, I'm looking at you!'
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The little witch put a mock malignity into her beautiful eyes, and
Joseph, trembling with sincere horror, hurried out, praying, and
ejaculating 'wicked' as he went.  I thought her conduct must be
prompted by a species of dreary fun; and, now that we were alone, I
endeavoured to interest her in my distress.


'Mrs. Heathcliff,' I said earnestly, 'you must excuse me for
troubling you.  I presume, because, with that face, I'm sure you
cannot help being good_hearted.  Do point out some landmarks by
which I may know my way home:  I have no more idea how to get there
than you would have how to get to London!'


'Take the road you came,' she answered, ensconcing herself in a
chair, with a candle, and the long book open before her.  'It is
brief advice, but as sound as I can give.'


'Then, if you hear of me being discovered dead in a bog or a pit
full of snow, your conscience won't whisper that it is partly your
fault?'


'How so?  I cannot escort you.  They wouldn't let me go to the end
of the garden wall.'
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'YOU!  I should be sorry to ask you to cross the threshold, for my
convenience, on such a night,' I cried.  'I want you to tell me my
way, not to SHOW it:  or else to persuade Mr. Heathcliff to give me
a guide.'


'Who?  There is himself, Earnshaw, Zillah, Joseph and I.  Which
would you have?'


'Are there no boys at the farm?'


'No; those are all.'


'Then, it follows that I am compelled to stay.'


'That you may settle with your host.  I have nothing to do with
it.'


'I hope it will be a lesson to you to make no more rash journeys on
these hills,' cried Heathcliff's stern voice from the kitchen
entrance.  'As to staying here, I don't keep accommodations for
visitors:  you must share a bed with Hareton or Joseph, if you do.'


'I can sleep on a chair in this room,' I replied.
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'No, no!  A stranger is a stranger, be he rich or poor:  it will
not suit me to permit any one the range of the place while I am off
guard!' said the unmannerly wretch.


With this insult my patience was at an end.  I uttered an
expression of disgust, and pushed past him into the yard, running
against Earnshaw in my haste.  It was so dark that I could not see
the means of exit; and, as I wandered round, I heard another
specimen of their civil behaviour amongst each other.  At first the
young man appeared about to befriend me.


'I'll go with him as far as the park,' he said.


'You'll go with him to hell!' exclaimed his master, or whatever
relation he bore.  'And who is to look after the horses, eh?'


'A man's life is of more consequence than one evening's neglect of
the horses:  somebody must go,' murmured Mrs. Heathcliff, more
kindly than I expected.


'Not at your command!' retorted Hareton.  'If you set store on him,
you'd better be quiet.'
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'Then I hope his ghost will haunt you; and I hope Mr. Heathcliff
will never get another tenant till the Grange is a ruin,' she
answered, sharply.


'Hearken, hearken, shoo's cursing on 'em!' muttered Joseph, towards
whom I had been steering.


He sat within earshot, milking the cows by the light of a lantern,
which I seized unceremoniously, and, calling out that I would send
it back on the morrow, rushed to the nearest postern.


'Maister, maister, he's staling t' lanthern!' shouted the ancient,
pursuing my retreat.  'Hey, Gnasher!  Hey, dog!  Hey Wolf, holld
him, holld him!'


On opening the little door, two hairy monsters flew at my throat,
bearing me down, and extinguishing the light; while a mingled
guffaw from Heathcliff and Hareton put the copestone on my rage and
humiliation.  Fortunately, the beasts seemed more bent on
stretching their paws, and yawning, and flourishing their tails,
than devouring me alive; but they would suffer no resurrection, and
I was forced to lie till their malignant masters pleased to deliver
me:  then, hatless and trembling with wrath, I ordered the
miscreants to let me out _ on their peril to keep me one minute
longer _ with several incoherent threats of retaliation that, in
their indefinite depth of virulency, smacked of King Lear.
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The vehemence of my agitation brought on a copious bleeding at the
nose, and still Heathcliff laughed, and still I scolded.  I don't
know what would have concluded the scene, had there not been one
person at hand rather more rational than myself, and more
benevolent than my entertainer.  This was Zillah, the stout
housewife; who at length issued forth to inquire into the nature of
the uproar.  She thought that some of them had been laying violent
hands on me; and, not daring to attack her master, she turned her
vocal artillery against the younger scoundrel.


'Well, Mr. Earnshaw,' she cried, 'I wonder what you'll have agait
next?  Are we going to murder folk on our very door_stones?  I see
this house will never do for me _ look at t' poor lad, he's fair
choking!  Wisht, wisht; you mun'n't go on so.  Come in, and I'll
cure that:  there now, hold ye still.'


With these words she suddenly splashed a pint of icy water down my
neck, and pulled me into the kitchen.  Mr. Heathcliff followed, his
accidental merriment expiring quickly in his habitual moroseness.


I was sick exceedingly, and dizzy, and faint; and thus compelled
perforce to accept lodgings under his roof.  He told Zillah to give
me a glass of brandy, and then passed on to the inner room; while
she condoled with me on my sorry predicament, and having obeyed his
orders, whereby I was somewhat revived, ushered me to bed.
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Wuthering Heights Deluxe Edition CHAPTER 03






WHILE leading the way upstairs, she recommended that I should hide
the candle, and not make a noise; for her master had an odd notion
about the chamber she would put me in, and never let anybody lodge
there willingly.  I asked the reason.  She did not know, she
answered:  she had only lived there a year or two; and they had so
many queer goings on, she could not begin to be curious.


Too stupefied to be curious myself, I fastened my door and glanced
round for the bed.  The whole furniture consisted of a chair, a
clothes_press, and a large oak case, with squares cut out near the
top resembling coach windows.  Having approached this structure, I
looked inside, and perceived it to be a singular sort of old_
fashioned couch, very conveniently designed to obviate the
necessity for every member of the family having a room to himself.
In fact, it formed a little closet, and the ledge of a window,
which it enclosed, served as a table.  I slid back the panelled
sides, got in with my light, pulled them together again, and felt
secure against the vigilance of Heathcliff, and every one else.


The ledge, where I placed my candle, had a few mildewed books piled
up in one corner; and it was covered with writing scratched on the
paint.  This writing, however, was nothing but a name repeated in
all kinds of characters, large and small _ CATHERINE EARNSHAW, here
and there varied to CATHERINE HEATHCLIFF, and then again to
CATHERINE LINTON.
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In vapid listlessness I leant my head against the window, and
continued spelling over Catherine Earnshaw _ Heathcliff _ Linton,
till my eyes closed; but they had not rested five minutes when a
glare of white letters started from the dark, as vivid as spectres
_ the air swarmed with Catherines; and rousing myself to dispel the
obtrusive name, I discovered my candle_wick reclining on one of the
antique volumes, and perfuming the place with an odour of roasted
calf_skin.  I snuffed it off, and, very ill at ease under the
influence of cold and lingering nausea, sat up and spread open the
injured tome on my knee.  It was a Testament, in lean type, and
smelling dreadfully musty:  a fly_leaf bore the inscription _
'Catherine Earnshaw, her book,' and a date some quarter of a
century back.  I shut it, and took up another and another, till I
had examined all.  Catherine's library was select, and its state of
dilapidation proved it to have been well used, though not
altogether for a legitimate purpose:  scarcely one chapter had
escaped, a pen_and_ink commentary _ at least the appearance of one
_ covering every morsel of blank that the printer had left.  Some
were detached sentences; other parts took the form of a regular
diary, scrawled in an unformed, childish hand.  At the top of an
extra page (quite a treasure, probably, when first lighted on) I
was greatly amused to behold an excellent caricature of my friend
Joseph, _ rudely, yet powerfully sketched.  An immediate interest
kindled within me for the unknown Catherine, and I began forthwith
to decipher her faded hieroglyphics.
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'An awful Sunday,' commenced the paragraph beneath.  'I wish my
father were back again.  Hindley is a detestable substitute _ his
conduct to Heathcliff is atrocious _ H. and I are going to rebel _
we took our initiatory step this evening.


'All day had been flooding with rain; we could not go to church, so
Joseph must needs get up a congregation in the garret; and, while
Hindley and his wife basked downstairs before a comfortable fire _
doing anything but reading their Bibles, I'll answer for it _
Heathcliff, myself, and the unhappy ploughboy were commanded to
take our prayer_books, and mount:  we were ranged in a row, on a
sack of corn, groaning and shivering, and hoping that Joseph would
shiver too, so that he might give us a short homily for his own
sake.  A vain idea!  The service lasted precisely three hours; and
yet my brother had the face to exclaim, when he saw us descending,
"What, done already?"  On Sunday evenings we used to be permitted
to play, if we did not make much noise; now a mere titter is
sufficient to send us into corners.


'"You forget you have a master here," says the tyrant.  "I'll
demolish the first who puts me out of temper!  I insist on perfect
sobriety and silence.  Oh, boy! was that you?  Frances darling,
pull his hair as you go by:  I heard him snap his fingers."
Frances pulled his hair heartily, and then went and seated herself
on her husband's knee, and there they were, like two babies,
kissing and talking nonsense by the hour _ foolish palaver that we
should be ashamed of.  We made ourselves as snug as our means
allowed in the arch of the dresser.  I had just fastened our
pinafores together, and hung them up for a curtain, when in comes
Joseph, on an errand from the stables.  He tears down my handiwork,
boxes my ears, and croaks:


'"T' maister nobbut just buried, and Sabbath not o'ered, und t'
sound o' t' gospel still i' yer lugs, and ye darr be laiking!
Shame on ye! sit ye down, ill childer! there's good books eneugh if
ye'll read 'em:  sit ye down, and think o' yer sowls!"
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'Saying this, he compelled us so to square our positions that we
might receive from the far_off fire a dull ray to show us the text
of the lumber he thrust upon us.  I could not bear the employment.
I took my dingy volume by the scroop, and hurled it into the dog_
kennel, vowing I hated a good book.  Heathcliff kicked his to the
same place.  Then there was a hubbub!


'"Maister Hindley!" shouted our chaplain.  " Maister, coom hither!
Miss Cathy's riven th' back off 'Th' Helmet o' Salvation,' un'
Heathcliff's pawsed his fit into t' first part o' 'T' Brooad Way to
Destruction!'  It's fair flaysome that ye let 'em go on this gait.
Ech! th' owd man wad ha' laced 'em properly _ but he's goan!"


'Hindley hurried up from his paradise on the hearth, and seizing
one of us by the collar, and the other by the arm, hurled both into
the back_kitchen; where, Joseph asseverated, "owd Nick would fetch
us as sure as we were living:  and, so comforted, we each sought a
separate nook to await his advent.  I reached this book, and a pot
of ink from a shelf, and pushed the house_door ajar to give me
light, and I have got the time on with writing for twenty minutes;
but my companion is impatient, and proposes that we should
appropriate the dairywoman's cloak, and have a scamper on the
moors, under its shelter.  A pleasant suggestion _ and then, if the
surly old man come in, he may believe his prophecy verified _ we
cannot be damper, or colder, in the rain than we are here.'


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I suppose Catherine fulfilled her project, for the next sentence
took up another subject:  she waxed lachrymose.


'How little did I dream that Hindley would ever make me cry so!'
she wrote.  'My head aches, till I cannot keep it on the pillow;
and still I can't give over.  Poor Heathcliff!  Hindley calls him a
vagabond, and won't let him sit with us, nor eat with us any more;
and, he says, he and I must not play together, and threatens to
turn him out of the house if we break his orders.  He has been
blaming our father (how dared he?) for treating H. too liberally;
and swears he will reduce him to his right place _ '






I began to nod drowsily over the dim page:  my eye wandered from
manuscript to print.  I saw a red ornamented title _ 'Seventy Times
Seven, and the First of the Seventy_First.'  A Pious Discourse
delivered by the Reverend Jabez Branderham, in the Chapel of
Gimmerden Sough.'  And while I was, half_consciously, worrying my
brain to guess what Jabez Branderham would make of his subject, I
sank back in bed, and fell asleep.  Alas, for the effects of bad
tea and bad temper!  What else could it be that made me pass such a
terrible night?  I don't remember another that I can at all compare
with it since I was capable of suffering.
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I began to dream, almost before I ceased to be sensible of my
locality.  I thought it was morning; and I had set out on my way
home, with Joseph for a guide.  The snow lay yards deep in our
road; and, as we floundered on, my companion wearied me with
constant reproaches that I had not brought a pilgrim's staff:
telling me that I could never get into the house without one, and
boastfully flourishing a heavy_headed cudgel, which I understood to
be so denominated.  For a moment I considered it absurd that I
should need such a weapon to gain admittance into my own residence.
Then a new idea flashed across me.  I was not going there:  we were
journeying to hear the famous Jabez Branderham preach, from the
text _ 'Seventy Times Seven;' and either Joseph, the preacher, or I
had committed the 'First of the Seventy_First,' and were to be
publicly exposed and excommunicated.
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We came to the chapel.  I have passed it really in my walks, twice
or thrice; it lies in a hollow, between two hills:  an elevated
hollow, near a swamp, whose peaty moisture is said to answer all
the purposes of embalming on the few corpses deposited there.  The
roof has been kept whole hitherto; but as the clergyman's stipend
is only twenty pounds per annum, and a house with two rooms,
threatening speedily to determine into one, no clergyman will
undertake the duties of pastor:  especially as it is currently
reported that his flock would rather let him starve than increase
the living by one penny from their own pockets.  However, in my
dream, Jabez had a full and attentive congregation; and he preached
_ good God! what a sermon; divided into FOUR HUNDRED AND NINETY
parts, each fully equal to an ordinary address from the pulpit, and
each discussing a separate sin!  Where he searched for them, I
cannot tell.  He had his private manner of interpreting the phrase,
and it seemed necessary the brother should sin different sins on
every occasion.  They were of the most curious character:  odd
transgressions that I never imagined previously.
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Oh, how weary I grow.  How I writhed, and yawned, and nodded, and
revived!  How I pinched and pricked myself, and rubbed my eyes, and
stood up, and sat down again, and nudged Joseph to inform me if he
would EVER have done.  I was condemned to hear all out:  finally,
he reached the 'FIRST OF THE SEVENTY_FIRST.'  At that crisis, a
sudden inspiration descended on me; I was moved to rise and
denounce Jabez Branderham as the sinner of the sin that no
Christian need pardon.


'Sir,' I exclaimed, 'sitting here within these four walls, at one
stretch, I have endured and forgiven the four hundred and ninety
heads of your discourse.  Seventy times seven times have I plucked
up my hat and been about to depart _ Seventy times seven times have
you preposterously forced me to resume my seat.  The four hundred
and ninety_first is too much.  Fellow_martyrs, have at him!  Drag
him down, and crush him to atoms, that the place which knows him
may know him no more!'
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'THOU ART THE MAN!' cried Jabez, after a solemn pause, leaning over
his cushion.  'Seventy times seven times didst thou gapingly
contort thy visage _ seventy times seven did I take counsel with my
soul _ Lo, this is human weakness:  this also may be absolved!  The
First of the Seventy_First is come.  Brethren, execute upon him the
judgment written.  Such honour have all His saints!'


With that concluding word, the whole assembly, exalting their
pilgrim's staves, rushed round me in a body; and I, having no
weapon to raise in self_defence, commenced grappling with Joseph,
my nearest and most ferocious assailant, for his.  In the
confluence of the multitude, several clubs crossed; blows, aimed at
me, fell on other sconces.  Presently the whole chapel resounded
with rappings and counter rappings:  every man's hand was against
his neighbour; and Branderham, unwilling to remain idle, poured
forth his zeal in a shower of loud taps on the boards of the
pulpit, which responded so smartly that, at last, to my unspeakable
relief, they woke me.  And what was it that had suggested the
tremendous tumult?  What had played Jabez's part in the row?
Merely the branch of a fir_tree that touched my lattice as the
blast wailed by, and rattled its dry cones against the panes!  I
listened doubtingly an instant; detected the disturber, then turned
and dozed, and dreamt again:  if possible, still more disagreeably
than before.
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This time, I remembered I was lying in the oak closet, and I heard
distinctly the gusty wind, and the driving of the snow; I heard,
also, the fir bough repeat its teasing sound, and ascribed it to
the right cause:  but it annoyed me so much, that I resolved to
silence it, if possible; and, I thought, I rose and endeavoured to
unhasp the casement.  The hook was soldered into the staple:  a
circumstance observed by me when awake, but forgotten.  'I must
stop it, nevertheless!' I muttered, knocking my knuckles through
the glass, and stretching an arm out to seize the importunate
branch; instead of which, my fingers closed on the fingers of a
little, ice_cold hand!  The intense horror of nightmare came over
me:  I tried to draw back my arm, but the hand clung to it, and a
most melancholy voice sobbed, 'Let me in _ let me in!'  'Who are
you?' I asked, struggling, meanwhile, to disengage myself.
'Catherine Linton,' it replied, shiveringly (why did I think of
LINTON?  I had read EARNSHAW twenty times for Linton) _ 'I'm come
home:  I'd lost my way on the moor!'  As it spoke, I discerned,
obscurely, a child's face looking through the window.  Terror made
me cruel; and, finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature
off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed it to and
fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes:  still it
wailed, 'Let me in!' and maintained its tenacious gripe, almost
maddening me with fear.  'How can I!' I said at length.  'Let ME
go, if you want me to let you in!'  The fingers relaxed, I snatched
mine through the hole, hurriedly piled the books up in a pyramid
against it, and stopped my ears to exclude the lamentable prayer.
I seemed to keep them closed above a quarter of an hour; yet, the
instant I listened again, there was the doleful cry moaning on!
'Begone!' I shouted.  'I'll never let you in, not if you beg for
twenty years.'  'It is twenty years,' mourned the voice:  'twenty
years.  I've been a waif for twenty years!'  Thereat began a feeble
scratching outside, and the pile of books moved as if thrust
forward.  I tried to jump up; but could not stir a limb; and so
yelled aloud, in a frenzy of fright.  To my confusion, I discovered
the yell was not ideal:  hasty footsteps approached my chamber
door; somebody pushed it open, with a vigorous hand, and a light
glimmered through the squares at the top of the bed.  I sat
shuddering yet, and wiping the perspiration from my forehead:  the
intruder appeared to hesitate, and muttered to himself.  At last,
he said, in a half_whisper, plainly not expecting an answer, 'Is
any one here?'  I considered it best to confess my presence; for I
knew Heathcliff's accents, and feared he might search further, if I
kept quiet.  With this intention, I turned and opened the panels.
I shall not soon forget the effect my action produced.
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Heathcliff stood near the entrance, in his shirt and trousers; with
a candle dripping over his fingers, and his face as white as the
wall behind him.  The first creak of the oak startled him like an
electric shock:  the light leaped from his hold to a distance of
some feet, and his agitation was so extreme, that he could hardly
pick it up.


'It is only your guest, sir,' I called out, desirous to spare him
the humiliation of exposing his cowardice further.  'I had the
misfortune to scream in my sleep, owing to a frightful nightmare.
I'm sorry I disturbed you.'


'Oh, God confound you, Mr. Lockwood!  I wish you were at the _ '
commenced my host, setting the candle on a chair, because he found
it impossible to hold it steady.  'And who showed you up into this
room?' he continued, crushing his nails into his palms, and
grinding his teeth to subdue the maxillary convulsions.  'Who was
it?  I've a good mind to turn them out of the house this moment?'
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'It was your servant Zillah,' I replied, flinging myself on to the
floor, and rapidly resuming my garments.  'I should not care if you
did, Mr. Heathcliff; she richly deserves it.  I suppose that she
wanted to get another proof that the place was haunted, at my
expense.  Well, it is _ swarming with ghosts and goblins!  You have
reason in shutting it up, I assure you.  No one will thank you for
a doze in such a den!'


'What do you mean?' asked Heathcliff, 'and what are you doing?  Lie
down and finish out the night, since you ARE here; but, for
heaven's sake! don't repeat that horrid noise:  nothing could
excuse it, unless you were having your throat cut!'


'If the little fiend had got in at the window, she probably would
have strangled me!' I returned.  'I'm not going to endure the
persecutions of your hospitable ancestors again.  Was not the
Reverend Jabez Branderham akin to you on the mother's side?  And
that minx, Catherine Linton, or Earnshaw, or however she was called
_ she must have been a changeling _ wicked little soul!  She told
me she had been walking the earth these twenty years:  a just
punishment for her mortal transgressions, I've no doubt!'
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Scarcely were these words uttered when I recollected the
association of Heathcliff's with Catherine's name in the book,
which had completely slipped from my memory, till thus awakened.  I
blushed at my inconsideration:  but, without showing further
consciousness of the offence, I hastened to add _ 'The truth is,
sir, I passed the first part of the night in _ '  Here I stopped
afresh _ I was about to say 'perusing those old volumes,' then it
would have revealed my knowledge of their written, as well as their
printed, contents; so, correcting myself, I went on _ 'in spelling
over the name scratched on that window_ledge.  A monotonous
occupation, calculated to set me asleep, like counting, or _ '


'What CAN you mean by talking in this way to ME!' thundered
Heathcliff with savage vehemence.  'How _ how DARE you, under my
roof? _ God! he's mad to speak so!'  And he struck his forehead
with rage.
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I did not know whether to resent this language or pursue my
explanation; but he seemed so powerfully affected that I took pity
and proceeded with my dreams; affirming I had never heard the
appellation of 'Catherine Linton' before, but reading it often over
produced an impression which personified itself when I had no
longer my imagination under control.  Heathcliff gradually fell
back into the shelter of the bed, as I spoke; finally sitting down
almost concealed behind it.  I guessed, however, by his irregular
and intercepted breathing, that he struggled to vanquish an excess
of violent emotion.  Not liking to show him that I had heard the
conflict, I continued my toilette rather noisily, looked at my
watch, and soliloquised on the length of the night:  'Not three
o'clock yet!  I could have taken oath it had been six.  Time
stagnates here:  we must surely have retired to rest at eight!'


'Always at nine in winter, and rise at four,' said my host,
suppressing a groan:  and, as I fancied, by the motion of his arm's
shadow, dashing a tear from his eyes.  'Mr. Lockwood,' he added,
'you may go into my room:  you'll only be in the way, coming down_
stairs so early:  and your childish outcry has sent sleep to the
devil for me.'
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'And for me, too,' I replied.  'I'll walk in the yard till
daylight, and then I'll be off; and you need not dread a repetition
of my intrusion.  I'm now quite cured of seeking pleasure in
society, be it country or town.  A sensible man ought to find
sufficient company in himself.'


'Delightful company!' muttered Heathcliff.  'Take the candle, and
go where you please.  I shall join you directly.  Keep out of the
yard, though, the dogs are unchained; and the house _ Juno mounts
sentinel there, and _ nay, you can only ramble about the steps and
passages.  But, away with you!  I'll come in two minutes!'


I obeyed, so far as to quit the chamber; when, ignorant where the
narrow lobbies led, I stood still, and was witness, involuntarily,
to a piece of superstition on the part of my landlord which belied,
oddly, his apparent sense.  He got on to the bed, and wrenched open
the lattice, bursting, as he pulled at it, into an uncontrollable
passion of tears.  'Come in! come in!' he sobbed.  'Cathy, do come.
Oh, do _ ONCE more!  Oh! my heart's darling! hear me THIS time,
Catherine, at last!'  The spectre showed a spectre's ordinary
caprice:  it gave no sign of being; but the snow and wind whirled
wildly through, even reaching my station, and blowing out the
light.
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There was such anguish in the gush of grief that accompanied this
raving, that my compassion made me overlook its folly, and I drew
off, half angry to have listened at all, and vexed at having
related my ridiculous nightmare, since it produced that agony;
though WHY was beyond my comprehension.  I descended cautiously to
the lower regions, and landed in the back_kitchen, where a gleam of
fire, raked compactly together, enabled me to rekindle my candle.
Nothing was stirring except a brindled, grey cat, which crept from
the ashes, and saluted me with a querulous mew.


Two benches, shaped in sections of a circle, nearly enclosed the
hearth; on one of these I stretched myself, and Grimalkin mounted
the other.  We were both of us nodding ere any one invaded our
retreat, and then it was Joseph, shuffling down a wooden ladder
that vanished in the roof, through a trap:  the ascent to his
garret, I suppose.  He cast a sinister look at the little flame
which I had enticed to play between the ribs, swept the cat from
its elevation, and bestowing himself in the vacancy, commenced the
operation of stuffing a three_inch pipe with tobacco.  My presence
in his sanctum was evidently esteemed a piece of impudence too
shameful for remark:  he silently applied the tube to his lips,
folded his arms, and puffed away.  I let him enjoy the luxury
unannoyed; and after sucking out his last wreath, and heaving a
profound sigh, he got up, and departed as solemnly as he came.
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A more elastic footstep entered next; and now I opened my mouth for
a 'good_morning,' but closed it again, the salutation unachieved;
for Hareton Earnshaw was performing his orison SOTTO VOCE, in a
series of curses directed against every object he touched, while he
rummaged a corner for a spade or shovel to dig through the drifts.
He glanced over the back of the bench, dilating his nostrils, and
thought as little of exchanging civilities with me as with my
companion the cat.  I guessed, by his preparations, that egress was
allowed, and, leaving my hard couch, made a movement to follow him.
He noticed this, and thrust at an inner door with the end of his
spade, intimating by an inarticulate sound that there was the place
where I must go, if I changed my locality.


It opened into the house, where the females were already astir;
Zillah urging flakes of flame up the chimney with a colossal
bellows; and Mrs. Heathcliff, kneeling on the hearth, reading a
book by the aid of the blaze.  She held her hand interposed between
the furnace_heat and her eyes, and seemed absorbed in her
occupation; desisting from it only to chide the servant for
covering her with sparks, or to push away a dog, now and then, that
snoozled its nose overforwardly into her face.  I was surprised to
see Heathcliff there also.  He stood by the fire, his back towards
me, just finishing a stormy scene with poor Zillah; who ever and
anon interrupted her labour to pluck up the corner of her apron,
and heave an indignant groan.
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'And you, you worthless _ ' he broke out as I entered, turning to
his daughter_in_law, and employing an epithet as harmless as duck,
or sheep, but generally represented by a dash _ .  'There you are,
at your idle tricks again!  The rest of them do earn their bread _
you live on my charity!  Put your trash away, and find something to
do.  You shall pay me for the plague of having you eternally in my
sight _ do you hear, damnable jade?'


'I'll put my trash away, because you can make me if I refuse,'
answered the young lady, closing her book, and throwing it on a
chair.  'But I'll not do anything, though you should swear your
tongue out, except what I please!'


Heathcliff lifted his hand, and the speaker sprang to a safer
distance, obviously acquainted with its weight.  Having no desire
to be entertained by a cat_and_dog combat, I stepped forward
briskly, as if eager to partake the warmth of the hearth, and
innocent of any knowledge of the interrupted dispute.  Each had
enough decorum to suspend further hostilities:  Heathcliff placed
his fists, out of temptation, in his pockets; Mrs. Heathcliff
curled her lip, and walked to a seat far off, where she kept her
word by playing the part of a statue during the remainder of my
stay.  That was not long.  I declined joining their breakfast, and,
at the first gleam of dawn, took an opportunity of escaping into
the free air, now clear, and still, and cold as impalpable ice.
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My landlord halloed for me to stop ere I reached the bottom of the
garden, and offered to accompany me across the moor.  It was well
he did, for the whole hill_back was one billowy, white ocean; the
swells and falls not indicating corresponding rises and depressions
in the ground:  many pits, at least, were filled to a level; and
entire ranges of mounds, the refuse of the quarries, blotted from
the chart which my yesterday's walk left pictured in my mind.  I
had remarked on one side of the road, at intervals of six or seven
yards, a line of upright stones, continued through the whole length
of the barren:  these were erected and daubed with lime on purpose
to serve as guides in the dark, and also when a fall, like the
present, confounded the deep swamps on either hand with the firmer
path:  but, excepting a dirty dot pointing up here and there, all
traces of their existence had vanished:  and my companion found it
necessary to warn me frequently to steer to the right or left, when
I imagined I was following, correctly, the windings of the road.
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We exchanged little conversation, and he halted at the entrance of
Thrushcross Park, saying, I could make no error there.  Our adieux
were limited to a hasty bow, and then I pushed forward, trusting to
my own resources; for the porter's lodge is untenanted as yet.  The
distance from the gate to the grange is two miles; I believe I
managed to make it four, what with losing myself among the trees,
and sinking up to the neck in snow:  a predicament which only those
who have experienced it can appreciate.  At any rate, whatever were
my wanderings, the clock chimed twelve as I entered the house; and
that gave exactly an hour for every mile of the usual way from
Wuthering Heights.


My human fixture and her satellites rushed to welcome me;
exclaiming, tumultuously, they had completely given me up:
everybody conjectured that I perished last night; and they were
wondering how they must set about the search for my remains.  I bid
them be quiet, now that they saw me returned, and, benumbed to my
very heart, I dragged up_stairs; whence, after putting on dry
clothes, and pacing to and fro thirty or forty minutes, to restore
the animal heat, I adjourned to my study, feeble as a kitten:
almost too much so to enjoy the cheerful fire and smoking coffee
which the servant had prepared for my refreshment.
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WHAT vain weathercocks we are!  I, who had determined to hold
myself independent of all social intercourse, and thanked my stars
that, at length, I had lighted on a spot where it was next to
impracticable _ I, weak wretch, after maintaining till dusk a
struggle with low spirits and solitude, was finally compelled to
strike my colours; and under pretence of gaining information
concerning the necessities of my establishment, I desired Mrs.
Dean, when she brought in supper, to sit down while I ate it;
hoping sincerely she would prove a regular gossip, and either rouse
me to animation or lull me to sleep by her talk.


'You have lived here a considerable time,' I commenced; 'did you
not say sixteen years?'


'Eighteen, sir:  I came when the mistress was married, to wait on
her; after she died, the master retained me for his housekeeper.'


'Indeed.'
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There ensued a pause.  She was not a gossip, I feared; unless about
her own affairs, and those could hardly interest me.  However,
having studied for an interval, with a fist on either knee, and a
cloud of meditation over her ruddy countenance, she ejaculated _
'Ah, times are greatly changed since then!'


'Yes,' I remarked, 'you've seen a good many alterations, I
suppose?'


'I have:  and troubles too,' she said.


'Oh, I'll turn the talk on my landlord's family!' I thought to
myself.  'A good subject to start!  And that pretty girl_widow, I
should like to know her history:  whether she be a native of the
country, or, as is more probable, an exotic that the surly
INDIGENAE will not recognise for kin.'  With this intention I asked
Mrs. Dean why Heathcliff let Thrushcross Grange, and preferred
living in a situation and residence so much inferior.  'Is he not
rich enough to keep the estate in good order?' I inquired.
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'Rich, sir!' she returned.  'He has nobody knows what money, and
every year it increases.  Yes, yes, he's rich enough to live in a
finer house than this:  but he's very near _ close_handed; and, if
he had meant to flit to Thrushcross Grange, as soon as he heard of
a good tenant he could not have borne to miss the chance of getting
a few hundreds more.  It is strange people should be so greedy,
when they are alone in the world!'


'He had a son, it seems?'


'Yes, he had one _ he is dead.'


'And that young lady, Mrs. Heathcliff, is his widow?'


'Yes.'


'Where did she come from originally?'


'Why, sir, she is my late master's daughter:  Catherine Linton was
her maiden name.  I nursed her, poor thing!  I did wish Mr.
Heathcliff would remove here, and then we might have been together
again.'
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'What!  Catherine Linton?' I exclaimed, astonished.  But a minute's
reflection convinced me it was not my ghostly Catherine.  Then,' I
continued, 'my predecessor's name was Linton?'


'It was.'


'And who is that Earnshaw:  Hareton Earnshaw, who lives with Mr.
Heathcliff?  Are they relations?'


'No; he is the late Mrs. Linton's nephew.'


'The young lady's cousin, then?'


'Yes; and her husband was her cousin also:  one on the mother's,
the other on the father's side:  Heathcliff married Mr. Linton's
sister.'


'I see the house at Wuthering Heights has "Earnshaw" carved over
the front door.  Are they an old family?'


'Very old, sir; and Hareton is the last of them, as our Miss Cathy
is of us _ I mean, of the Lintons.  Have you been to Wuthering
Heights?  I beg pardon for asking; but I should like to hear how
she is!'
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'Mrs. Heathcliff? she looked very well, and very handsome; yet, I
think, not very happy.'


'Oh dear, I don't wonder!  And how did you like the master?'


'A rough fellow, rather, Mrs. Dean.  Is not that his character?


'Rough as a saw_edge, and hard as whinstone!  The less you meddle
with him the better.'


'He must have had some ups and downs in life to make him such a
churl.  Do you know anything of his history?'


'It's a cuckoo's, sir _ I know all about it:  except where he was
born, and who were his parents, and how he got his money at first.
And Hareton has been cast out like an unfledged dunnock!  The
unfortunate lad is the only one in all this parish that does not
guess how he has been cheated.'


'Well, Mrs. Dean, it will be a charitable deed to tell me something
of my neighbours:  I feel I shall not rest if I go to bed; so be
good enough to sit and chat an hour.'
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'Oh, certainly, sir!  I'll just fetch a little sewing, and then
I'll sit as long as you please.  But you've caught cold:  I saw you
shivering, and you must have some gruel to drive it out.'


The worthy woman bustled off, and I crouched nearer the fire; my
head felt hot, and the rest of me chill:  moreover, I was excited,
almost to a pitch of foolishness, through my nerves and brain.
This caused me to feel, not uncomfortable, but rather fearful (as I
am still) of serious effects from the incidents of to_day and
yesterday.  She returned presently, bringing a smoking basin and a
basket of work; and, having placed the former on the hob, drew in
her seat, evidently pleased to find me so companionable.


Before I came to live here, she commenced _ waiting no farther
invitation to her story _ I was almost always at Wuthering Heights;
because my mother had nursed Mr. Hindley Earnshaw, that was
Hareton's father, and I got used to playing with the children:  I
ran errands too, and helped to make hay, and hung about the farm
ready for anything that anybody would set me to.  One fine summer
morning _ it was the beginning of harvest, I remember _ Mr.
Earnshaw, the old master, came down_stairs, dressed for a journey;
and, after he had told Joseph what was to be done during the day,
he turned to Hindley, and Cathy, and me _ for I sat eating my
porridge with them _ and he said, speaking to his son, 'Now, my
bonny man, I'm going to Liverpool to_day, what shall I bring you?
You may choose what you like:  only let it be little, for I shall
walk there and back:  sixty miles each way, that is a long spell!'
Hindley named a fiddle, and then he asked Miss Cathy; she was
hardly six years old, but she could ride any horse in the stable,
and she chose a whip.  He did not forget me; for he had a kind
heart, though he was rather severe sometimes.  He promised to bring
me a pocketful of apples and pears, and then he kissed his
children, said good_bye, and set off.
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It seemed a long while to us all _ the three days of his absence _
and often did little Cathy ask when he would be home.  Mrs.
Earnshaw expected him by supper_time on the third evening, and she
put the meal off hour after hour; there were no signs of his
coming, however, and at last the children got tired of running down
to the gate to look.  Then it grew dark; she would have had them to
bed, but they begged sadly to be allowed to stay up; and, just
about eleven o'clock, the door_latch was raised quietly, and in
stepped the master.  He threw himself into a chair, laughing and
groaning, and bid them all stand off, for he was nearly killed _ he
would not have such another walk for the three kingdoms.


'And at the end of it to be flighted to death!' he said, opening
his great_coat, which he held bundled up in his arms.  'See here,
wife!  I was never so beaten with anything in my life:  but you
must e'en take it as a gift of God; though it's as dark almost as
if it came from the devil.'
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We crowded round, and over Miss Cathy's head I had a peep at a
dirty, ragged, black_haired child; big enough both to walk and
talk:  indeed, its face looked older than Catherine's; yet when it
was set on its feet, it only stared round, and repeated over and
over again some gibberish that nobody could understand.  I was
frightened, and Mrs. Earnshaw was ready to fling it out of doors:
she did fly up, asking how he could fashion to bring that gipsy
brat into the house, when they had their own bairns to feed and
fend for?  What he meant to do with it, and whether he were mad?
The master tried to explain the matter; but he was really half dead
with fatigue, and all that I could make out, amongst her scolding,
was a tale of his seeing it starving, and houseless, and as good as
dumb, in the streets of Liverpool, where he picked it up and
inquired for its owner.  Not a soul knew to whom it belonged, he
said; and his money and time being both limited, he thought it
better to take it home with him at once, than run into vain
expenses there:  because he was determined he would not leave it as
he found it.  Well, the conclusion was, that my mistress grumbled
herself calm; and Mr. Earnshaw told me to wash it, and give it
clean things, and let it sleep with the children.
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Hindley and Cathy contented themselves with looking and listening
till peace was restored:  then, both began searching their father's
pockets for the presents he had promised them.  The former was a
boy of fourteen, but when he drew out what had been a fiddle,
crushed to morsels in the great_coat, he blubbered aloud; and
Cathy, when she learned the master had lost her whip in attending
on the stranger, showed her humour by grinning and spitting at the
stupid little thing; earning for her pains a sound blow from her
father, to teach her cleaner manners.  They entirely refused to
have it in bed with them, or even in their room; and I had no more
sense, so I put it on the landing of the stairs, hoping it might he
gone on the morrow.  By chance, or else attracted by hearing his
voice, it crept to Mr. Earnshaw's door, and there he found it on
quitting his chamber.  Inquiries were made as to how it got there;
I was obliged to confess, and in recompense for my cowardice and
inhumanity was sent out of the house.


This was Heathcliff's first introduction to the family.  On coming
back a few days afterwards (for I did not consider my banishment
perpetual), I found they had christened him 'Heathcliff':  it was
the name of a son who died in childhood, and it has served him ever
since, both for Christian and surname.  Miss Cathy and he were now
very thick; but Hindley hated him:  and to say the truth I did the
same; and we plagued and went on with him shamefully:  for I wasn't
reasonable enough to feel my injustice, and the mistress never put
in a word on his behalf when she saw him wronged.
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He seemed a sullen, patient child; hardened, perhaps, to ill_
treatment:  he would stand Hindley's blows without winking or
shedding a tear, and my pinches moved him only to draw in a breath
and open his eyes, as if he had hurt himself by accident, and
nobody was to blame.  This endurance made old Earnshaw furious,
when he discovered his son persecuting the poor fatherless child,
as he called him.  He took to Heathcliff strangely, believing all
he said (for that matter, he said precious little, and generally
the truth), and petting him up far above Cathy, who was too
mischievous and wayward for a favourite.


So, from the very beginning, he bred bad feeling in the house; and
at Mrs. Earnshaw's death, which happened in less than two years
after, the young master had learned to regard his father as an
oppressor rather than a friend, and Heathcliff as a usurper of his
parent's affections and his privileges; and he grew bitter with
brooding over these injuries.  I sympathised a while; but when the
children fell ill of the measles, and I had to tend them, and take
on me the cares of a woman at once, I changed my idea.  Heathcliff
was dangerously sick; and while he lay at the worst he would have
me constantly by his pillow:  I suppose he felt I did a good deal
for him, and he hadn't wit to guess that I was compelled to do it.
However, I will say this, he was the quietest child that ever nurse
watched over.  The difference between him and the others forced me
to be less partial.  Cathy and her brother harassed me terribly:
he was as uncomplaining as a lamb; though hardness, not gentleness,
made him give little trouble.
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He got through, and the doctor affirmed it was in a great measure
owing to me, and praised me for my care.  I was vain of his
commendations, and softened towards the being by whose means I
earned them, and thus Hindley lost his last ally:  still I couldn't
dote on Heathcliff, and I wondered often what my master saw to
admire so much in the sullen boy; who never, to my recollection,
repaid his indulgence by any sign of gratitude.  He was not
insolent to his benefactor, he was simply insensible; though
knowing perfectly the hold he had on his heart, and conscious he
had only to speak and all the house would be obliged to bend to his
wishes.  As an instance, I remember Mr. Earnshaw once bought a
couple of colts at the parish fair, and gave the lads each one.
Heathcliff took the handsomest, but it soon fell lame, and when he
discovered it, he said to Hindley _


'You must exchange horses with me:  I don't like mine; and if you
won't I shall tell your father of the three thrashings you've given
me this week, and show him my arm, which is black to the shoulder.'
Hindley put out his tongue, and cuffed him over the ears.  'You'd
better do it at once,' he persisted, escaping to the porch (they
were in the stable):  'you will have to:  and if I speak of these
blows, you'll get them again with interest.'  'Off, dog!' cried
Hindley, threatening him with an iron weight used for weighing
potatoes and hay.  'Throw it,' he replied, standing still, 'and
then I'll tell how you boasted that you would turn me out of doors
as soon as he died, and see whether he will not turn you out
directly.'  Hindley threw it, hitting him on the breast, and down
he fell, but staggered up immediately, breathless and white; and,
had not I prevented it, he would have gone just so to the master,
and got full revenge by letting his condition plead for him,
intimating who had caused it.  'Take my colt, Gipsy, then!' said
young Earnshaw.  'And I pray that he may break your neck:  take
him, and he damned, you beggarly interloper! and wheedle my father
out of all he has:  only afterwards show him what you are, imp of
Satan. _ And take that, I hope he'll kick out your brains!'
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Heathcliff had gone to loose the beast, and shift it to his own
stall; he was passing behind it, when Hindley finished his speech
by knocking him under its feet, and without stopping to examine
whether his hopes were fulfilled, ran away as fast as he could.  I
was surprised to witness how coolly the child gathered himself up,
and went on with his intention; exchanging saddles and all, and
then sitting down on a bundle of hay to overcome the qualm which
the violent blow occasioned, before he entered the house.  I
persuaded him easily to let me lay the blame of his bruises on the
horse:  he minded little what tale was told since he had what he
wanted.  He complained so seldom, indeed, of such stirs as these,
that I really thought him not vindictive:  I was deceived
completely, as you will hear.


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IN the course of time Mr. Earnshaw began to fail.  He had been
active and healthy, yet his strength left him suddenly; and when he
was confined to the chimney_corner he grew grievously irritable.  A
nothing vexed him; and suspected slights of his authority nearly
threw him into fits.  This was especially to be remarked if any one
attempted to impose upon, or domineer over, his favourite:  he was
painfully jealous lest a word should be spoken amiss to him;
seeming to have got into his head the notion that, because he liked
Heathcliff, all hated, and longed to do him an ill_turn.  It was a
disadvantage to the lad; for the kinder among us did not wish to
fret the master, so we humoured his partiality; and that humouring
was rich nourishment to the child's pride and black tempers.  Still
it became in a manner necessary; twice, or thrice, Hindley's
manifestation of scorn, while his father was near, roused the old
man to a fury:  he seized his stick to strike him, and shook with
rage that he could not do it.
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At last, our curate (we had a curate then who made the living
answer by teaching the little Lintons and Earnshaws, and farming
his bit of land himself) advised that the young man should be sent
to college; and Mr. Earnshaw agreed, though with a heavy spirit,
for he said _ 'Hindley was nought, and would never thrive as where
he wandered.'


I hoped heartily we should have peace now.  It hurt me to think the
master should be made uncomfortable by his own good deed.  I
fancied the discontent of age and disease arose from his family
disagreements; as he would have it that it did:  really, you know,
sir, it was in his sinking frame.  We might have got on tolerably,
notwithstanding, but for two people _ Miss Cathy, and Joseph, the
servant:  you saw him, I daresay, up yonder.  He was, and is yet
most likely, the wearisomest self_righteous Pharisee that ever
ransacked a Bible to rake the promises to himself and fling the
curses to his neighbours.  By his knack of sermonising and pious
discoursing, he contrived to make a great impression on Mr.
Earnshaw; and the more feeble the master became, the more influence
he gained.  He was relentless in worrying him about his soul's
concerns, and about ruling his children rigidly.  He encouraged him
to regard Hindley as a reprobate; and, night after night, he
regularly grumbled out a long string of tales against Heathcliff
and Catherine:  always minding to flatter Earnshaw's weakness by
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Certainly she had ways with her such as I never saw a child take up
before; and she put all of us past our patience fifty times and
oftener in a day:  from the hour she came down_stairs till the hour
she went to bed, we had not a minute's security that she wouldn't
be in mischief.  Her spirits were always at high_water mark, her
tongue always going _ singing, laughing, and plaguing everybody who
would not do the same.  A wild, wicked slip she was _ but she had
the bonniest eye, the sweetest smile, and lightest foot in the
parish:  and, after all, I believe she meant no harm; for when once
she made you cry in good earnest, it seldom happened that she would
not keep you company, and oblige you to be quiet that you might
comfort her.  She was much too fond of Heathcliff.  The greatest
punishment we could invent for her was to keep her separate from
him:  yet she got chided more than any of us on his account.  In
play, she liked exceedingly to act the little mistress; using her
hands freely, and commanding her companions:  she did so to me, but
I would not bear slapping and ordering; and so I let her know.
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Now, Mr. Earnshaw did not understand jokes from his children:  he
had always been strict and grave with them; and Catherine, on her
part, had no idea why her father should be crosser and less patient
in his ailing condition than he was in his prime.  His peevish
reproofs wakened in her a naughty delight to provoke him:  she was
never so happy as when we were all scolding her at once, and she
defying us with her bold, saucy look, and her ready words; turning
Joseph's religious curses into ridicule, baiting me, and doing just
what her father hated most _ showing how her pretended insolence,
which he thought real, had more power over Heathcliff than his
kindness:  how the boy would do HER bidding in anything, and HIS
only when it suited his own inclination.  After behaving as badly
as possible all day, she sometimes came fondling to make it up at
night.  'Nay, Cathy,' the old man would say, 'I cannot love thee,
thou'rt worse than thy brother.  Go, say thy prayers, child, and
ask God's pardon.  I doubt thy mother and I must rue that we ever
reared thee!'  That made her cry, at first; and then being repulsed
continually hardened her, and she laughed if I told her to say she
was sorry for her faults, and beg to be forgiven.
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But the hour came, at last, that ended Mr. Earnshaw's troubles on
earth.  He died quietly in his chair one October evening, seated by
the fire_side.  A high wind blustered round the house, and roared
in the chimney:  it sounded wild and stormy, yet it was not cold,
and we were all together _ I, a little removed from the hearth,
busy at my knitting, and Joseph reading his Bible near the table
(for the servants generally sat in the house then, after their work
was done).  Miss Cathy had been sick, and that made her still; she
leant against her father's knee, and Heathcliff was lying on the
floor with his head in her lap.  I remember the master, before he
fell into a doze, stroking her bonny hair _ it pleased him rarely
to see her gentle _ and saying, 'Why canst thou not always be a
good lass, Cathy?'  And she turned her face up to his, and laughed,
and answered, 'Why cannot you always be a good man, father?'  But
as soon as she saw him vexed again, she kissed his hand, and said
she would sing him to sleep.  She began singing very low, till his
fingers dropped from hers, and his head sank on his breast.  Then I
told her to hush, and not stir, for fear she should wake him.  We
all kept as mute as mice a full half_hour, and should have done so
longer, only Joseph, having finished his chapter, got up and said
that he must rouse the master for prayers and bed.  He stepped
forward, and called him by name, and touched his shoulder; but he
would not move:  so he took the candle and looked at him.  I
thought there was something wrong as he set down the light; and
seizing the children each by an arm, whispered them to 'frame up_
stairs, and make little din _ they might pray alone that evening _
he had summut to do.'
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'I shall bid father good_night first,' said Catherine, putting her
arms round his neck, before we could hinder her.  The poor thing
discovered her loss directly _ she screamed out _ 'Oh, he's dead,
Heathcliff! he's dead!'  And they both set up a heart_breaking cry.


I joined my wail to theirs, loud and bitter; but Joseph asked what
we could be thinking of to roar in that way over a saint in heaven.
He told me to put on my cloak and run to Gimmerton for the doctor
and the parson.  I could not guess the use that either would be of,
then.  However, I went, through wind and rain, and brought one, the
doctor, back with me; the other said he would come in the morning.
Leaving Joseph to explain matters, I ran to the children's room:
their door was ajar, I saw they had never lain down, though it was
past midnight; but they were calmer, and did not need me to console
them.  The little souls were comforting each other with better
thoughts than I could have hit on:  no parson in the world ever
pictured heaven so beautifully as they did, in their innocent talk;
and, while I sobbed and listened, I could not help wishing we were
all there safe together.


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MR. HINDLEY came home to the funeral; and _ a thing that amazed us,
and set the neighbours gossiping right and left _ he brought a wife
with him.  What she was, and where she was born, he never informed
us:  probably, she had neither money nor name to recommend her, or
he would scarcely have kept the union from his father.


She was not one that would have disturbed the house much on her own
account.  Every object she saw, the moment she crossed the
threshold, appeared to delight her; and every circumstance that
took place about her:  except the preparing for the burial, and the
presence of the mourners.  I thought she was half silly, from her
behaviour while that went on:  she ran into her chamber, and made
me come with her, though I should have been dressing the children:
and there she sat shivering and clasping her hands, and asking
repeatedly _ 'Are they gone yet?'  Then she began describing with
hysterical emotion the effect it produced on her to see black; and
started, and trembled, and, at last, fell a_weeping _ and when I
asked what was the matter, answered, she didn't know; but she felt
so afraid of dying!  I imagined her as little likely to die as
myself.  She was rather thin, but young, and fresh_complexioned,
and her eyes sparkled as bright as diamonds.  I did remark, to be
sure, that mounting the stairs made her breathe very quick; that
the least sudden noise set her all in a quiver, and that she
coughed troublesomely sometimes:  but I knew nothing of what these
symptoms portended, and had no impulse to sympathise with her.  We
don't in general take to foreigners here, Mr. Lockwood, unless they
take to us first.
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Young Earnshaw was altered considerably in the three years of his
absence.  He had grown sparer, and lost his colour, and spoke and
dressed quite differently; and, on the very day of his return, he
told Joseph and me we must thenceforth quarter ourselves in the
back_kitchen, and leave the house for him.  Indeed, he would have
carpeted and papered a small spare room for a parlour; but his wife
expressed such pleasure at the white floor and huge glowing
fireplace, at the pewter dishes and delf_case, and dog_kennel, and
the wide space there was to move about in where they usually sat,
that he thought it unnecessary to her comfort, and so dropped the
intention.


She expressed pleasure, too, at finding a sister among her new
acquaintance; and she prattled to Catherine, and kissed her, and
ran about with her, and gave her quantities of presents, at the
beginning.  Her affection tired very soon, however, and when she
grew peevish, Hindley became tyrannical.  A few words from her,
evincing a dislike to Heathcliff, were enough to rouse in him all
his old hatred of the boy.  He drove him from their company to the
servants, deprived him of the instructions of the curate, and
insisted that he should labour out of doors instead; compelling him
to do so as hard as any other lad on the farm.
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Heathcliff bore his degradation pretty well at first, because Cathy
taught him what she learnt, and worked or played with him in the
fields.  They both promised fair to grow up as rude as savages; the
young master being entirely negligent how they behaved, and what
they did, so they kept clear of him.  He would not even have seen
after their going to church on Sundays, only Joseph and the curate
reprimanded his carelessness when they absented themselves; and
that reminded him to order Heathcliff a flogging, and Catherine a
fast from dinner or supper.  But it was one of their chief
amusements to run away to the moors in the morning and remain there
all day, and the after punishment grew a mere thing to laugh at.
The curate might set as many chapters as he pleased for Catherine
to get by heart, and Joseph might thrash Heathcliff till his arm
ached; they forgot everything the minute they were together again:
at least the minute they had contrived some naughty plan of
revenge; and many a time I've cried to myself to watch them growing
more reckless daily, and I not daring to speak a syllable, for fear
of losing the small power I still retained over the unfriended
creatures.  One Sunday evening, it chanced that they were banished
from the sitting_room, for making a noise, or a light offence of
the kind; and when I went to call them to supper, I could discover
them nowhere.  We searched the house, above and below, and the yard
and stables; they were invisible:  and, at last, Hindley in a
passion told us to bolt the doors, and swore nobody should let them
in that night.  The household went to bed; and I, too, anxious to
lie down, opened my lattice and put my head out to hearken, though
it rained:  determined to admit them in spite of the prohibition,
should they return.  In a while, I distinguished steps coming up
the road, and the light of a lantern glimmered through the gate.  I
threw a shawl over my head and ran to prevent them from waking Mr.
Earnshaw by knocking.  There was Heathcliff, by himself:  it gave
me a start to see him alone.
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'Where is Miss Catherine?' I cried hurriedly.  'No accident, I
hope?'  'At Thrushcross Grange,' he answered; 'and I would have
been there too, but they had not the manners to ask me to stay.'
'Well, you will catch it!' I said:  'you'll never be content till
you're sent about your business.  What in the world led you
wandering to Thrushcross Grange?'  'Let me get off my wet clothes,
and I'll tell you all about it, Nelly,' he replied.  I bid him
beware of rousing the master, and while he undressed and I waited
to put out the candle, he continued _ 'Cathy and I escaped from the
wash_house to have a ramble at liberty, and getting a glimpse of
the Grange lights, we thought we would just go and see whether the
Lintons passed their Sunday evenings standing shivering in corners,
while their father and mother sat eating and drinking, and singing
and laughing, and burning their eyes out before the fire.  Do you
think they do?  Or reading sermons, and being catechised by their
manservant, and set to learn a column of Scripture names, if they
don't answer properly?'  'Probably not,' I responded.  'They are
good children, no doubt, and don't deserve the treatment you
receive, for your bad conduct.'  'Don't cant, Nelly,' he said:
'nonsense!  We ran from the top of the Heights to the park, without
stopping _ Catherine completely beaten in the race, because she was
barefoot.  You'll have to seek for her shoes in the bog to_morrow.
We crept through a broken hedge, groped our way up the path, and
planted ourselves on a flower_plot under the drawing_room window.
The light came from thence; they had not put up the shutters, and
the curtains were only half closed.  Both of us were able to look
in by standing on the basement, and clinging to the ledge, and we
saw _ ah! it was beautiful _ a splendid place carpeted with
crimson, and crimson_covered chairs and tables, and a pure white
ceiling bordered by gold, a shower of glass_drops hanging in silver
chains from the centre, and shimmering with little soft tapers.
Old Mr. and Mrs. Linton were not there; Edgar and his sisters had
it entirely to themselves.  Shouldn't they have been happy?  We
should have thought ourselves in heaven!  And now, guess what your
good children were doing?  Isabella _ I believe she is eleven, a
year younger than Cathy _ lay screaming at the farther end of the
room, shrieking as if witches were running red_hot needles into
her.  Edgar stood on the hearth weeping silently, and in the middle
of the table sat a little dog, shaking its paw and yelping; which,
from their mutual accusations, we understood they had nearly pulled
in two between them.  The idiots!  That was their pleasure! to
quarrel who should hold a heap of warm hair, and each begin to cry
because both, after struggling to get it, refused to take it.  We
laughed outright at the petted things; we did despise them!  When
would you catch me wishing to have what Catherine wanted? or find
us by ourselves, seeking entertainment in yelling, and sobbing, and
rolling on the ground, divided by the whole room?  I'd not
exchange, for a thousand lives, my condition here, for Edgar
Linton's at Thrushcross Grange _ not if I might have the privilege
of flinging Joseph off the highest gable, and painting the house_
front with Hindley's blood!'
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'Hush, hush!' I interrupted.  'Still you have not told me,
Heathcliff, how Catherine is left behind?'


'I told you we laughed,' he answered.  'The Lintons heard us, and
with one accord they shot like arrows to the door; there was
silence, and then a cry, "Oh, mamma, mamma!  Oh, papa!  Oh, mamma,
come here.  Oh, papa, oh!"  They really did howl out something in
that way.  We made frightful noises to terrify them still more, and
then we dropped off the ledge, because somebody was drawing the
bars, and we felt we had better flee.  I had Cathy by the hand, and
was urging her on, when all at once she fell down.  "Run,
Heathcliff, run!" she whispered.  "They have let the bull_dog
loose, and he holds me!"  The devil had seized her ankle, Nelly:  I
heard his abominable snorting.  She did not yell out _ no! she
would have scorned to do it, if she had been spitted on the horns
of a mad cow.  I did, though:  I vociferated curses enough to
annihilate any fiend in Christendom; and I got a stone and thrust
it between his jaws, and tried with all my might to cram it down
his throat.  A beast of a servant came up with a lantern, at last,
shouting _ "Keep fast, Skulker, keep fast!"  He changed his note,
however, when he saw Skulker's game.  The dog was throttled off;
his huge, purple tongue hanging half a foot out of his mouth, and
his pendent lips streaming with bloody slaver.  The man took Cathy
up; she was sick:  not from fear, I'm certain, but from pain.  He
carried her in; I followed, grumbling execrations and vengeance.
"What prey, Robert?" hallooed Linton from the entrance.  "Skulker
has caught a little girl, sir," he replied; "and there's a lad
here," he added, making a clutch at me, "who looks an out_and_
outer!  Very like the robbers were for putting them through the
window to open the doors to the gang after all were asleep, that
they might murder us at their ease.  Hold your tongue, you foul_
mouthed thief, you! you shall go to the gallows for this.  Mr.
Linton, sir, don't lay by your gun."  "No, no, Robert," said the
old fool.  "The rascals knew that yesterday was my rent_day:  they
thought to have me cleverly.  Come in; I'll furnish them a
reception.  There, John, fasten the chain.  Give Skulker some
water, Jenny.  To beard a magistrate in his stronghold, and on the
Sabbath, too!  Where will their insolence stop?  Oh, my dear Mary,
look here!  Don't be afraid, it is but a boy _ yet the villain
scowls so plainly in his face; would it not be a kindness to the
country to hang him at once, before he shows his nature in acts as
well as features?"  He pulled me under the chandelier, and Mrs.
Linton placed her spectacles on her nose and raised her hands in
horror.  The cowardly children crept nearer also, Isabella lisping
_ "Frightful thing!  Put him in the cellar, papa.  He's exactly
like the son of the fortune_teller that stole my tame pheasant.
Isn't he, Edgar?"
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'While they examined me, Cathy came round; she heard the last
speech, and laughed.  Edgar Linton, after an inquisitive stare,
collected sufficient wit to recognise her.  They see us at church,
you know, though we seldom meet them elsewhere.  "That's Miss
Earnshaw?" he whispered to his mother, "and look how Skulker has
bitten her _ how her foot bleeds!"


'"Miss Earnshaw?  Nonsense!" cried the dame; "Miss Earnshaw
scouring the country with a gipsy!  And yet, my dear, the child is
in mourning _ surely it is _ and she may be lamed for life!"


'"What culpable carelessness in her brother!" exclaimed Mr. Linton,
turning from me to Catherine.  "I've understood from Shielders"'
(that was the curate, sir) '"that he lets her grow up in absolute
heathenism.  But who is this?  Where did she pick up this
companion?  Oho! I declare he is that strange acquisition my late
neighbour made, in his journey to Liverpool _ a little Lascar, or
an American or Spanish castaway."
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'"A wicked boy, at all events," remarked the old lady, "and quite
unfit for a decent house!  Did you notice his language, Linton?
I'm shocked that my children should have heard it."


'I recommenced cursing _ don't be angry, Nelly _ and so Robert was
ordered to take me off.  I refused to go without Cathy; he dragged
me into the garden, pushed the lantern into my hand, assured me
that Mr. Earnshaw should be informed of my behaviour, and, bidding
me march directly, secured the door again.  The curtains were still
looped up at one corner, and I resumed my station as spy; because,
if Catherine had wished to return, I intended shattering their
great glass panes to a million of fragments, unless they let her
out.  She sat on the sofa quietly.  Mrs. Linton took off the grey
cloak of the dairy_maid which we had borrowed for our excursion,
shaking her head and expostulating with her, I suppose:  she was a
young lady, and they made a distinction between her treatment and
mine.  Then the woman_servant brought a basin of warm water, and
washed her feet; and Mr. Linton mixed a tumbler of negus, and
Isabella emptied a plateful of cakes into her lap, and Edgar stood
gaping at a distance.  Afterwards, they dried and combed her
beautiful hair, and gave her a pair of enormous slippers, and
wheeled her to the fire; and I left her, as merry as she could be,
dividing her food between the little dog and Skulker, whose nose
she pinched as he ate; and kindling a spark of spirit in the vacant
blue eyes of the Lintons _ a dim reflection from her own enchanting
face.  I saw they were full of stupid admiration; she is so
immeasurably superior to them _ to everybody on earth, is she not,
Nelly?'
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'There will more come of this business than you reckon on,' I
answered, covering him up and extinguishing the light.  'You are
incurable, Heathcliff; and Mr. Hindley will have to proceed to
extremities, see if he won't.'  My words came truer than I desired.
The luckless adventure made Earnshaw furious.  And then Mr. Linton,
to mend matters, paid us a visit himself on the morrow, and read
the young master such a lecture on the road he guided his family,
that he was stirred to look about him, in earnest.  Heathcliff
received no flogging, but he was told that the first word he spoke
to Miss Catherine should ensure a dismissal; and Mrs. Earnshaw
undertook to keep her sister_in_law in due restraint when she
returned home; employing art, not force:  with force she would have
found it impossible.


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Wuthering Heights Deluxe Edition CHAPTER 07






CATHY stayed at Thrushcross Grange five weeks:  till Christmas.  By
that time her ankle was thoroughly cured, and her manners much
improved.  The mistress visited her often in the interval, and
commenced her plan of reform by trying to raise her self_respect
with fine clothes and flattery, which she took readily; so that,
instead of a wild, hatless little savage jumping into the house,
and rushing to squeeze us all breathless, there 'lighted from a
handsome black pony a very dignified person, with brown ringlets
falling from the cover of a feathered beaver, and a long cloth
habit, which she was obliged to hold up with both hands that she
might sail in.  Hindley lifted her from her horse, exclaiming
delightedly, 'Why, Cathy, you are quite a beauty!  I should
scarcely have known you:  you look like a lady now.  Isabella
Linton is not to be compared with her, is she, Frances?'  'Isabella
has not her natural advantages,' replied his wife:  'but she must
mind and not grow wild again here.  Ellen, help Miss Catherine off
with her things _ Stay, dear, you will disarrange your curls _ let
me untie your hat.'
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I removed the habit, and there shone forth beneath a grand plaid
silk frock, white trousers, and burnished shoes; and, while her
eyes sparkled joyfully when the dogs came bounding up to welcome
her, she dared hardly touch them lest they should fawn upon her
splendid garments.  She kissed me gently:  I was all flour making
the Christmas cake, and it would not have done to give me a hug;
and then she looked round for Heathcliff.  Mr. and Mrs. Earnshaw
watched anxiously their meeting; thinking it would enable them to
judge, in some measure, what grounds they had for hoping to succeed
in separating the two friends.


Heathcliff was hard to discover, at first.  If he were careless,
and uncared for, before Catherine's absence, he had been ten times
more so since.  Nobody but I even did him the kindness to call him
a dirty boy, and bid him wash himself, once a week; and children of
his age seldom have a natural pleasure in soap and water.
Therefore, not to mention his clothes, which had seen three months'
service in mire and dust, and his thick uncombed hair, the surface
of his face and hands was dismally beclouded.  He might well skulk
behind the settle, on beholding such a bright, graceful damsel
enter the house, instead of a rough_headed counterpart of himself,
as he expected.  'Is Heathcliff not here?' she demanded, pulling
off her gloves, and displaying fingers wonderfully whitened with
doing nothing and staying indoors.
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'Heathcliff, you may come forward,' cried Mr. Hindley, enjoying his
discomfiture, and gratified to see what a forbidding young
blackguard he would be compelled to present himself.  'You may come
and wish Miss Catherine welcome, like the other servants.'


Cathy, catching a glimpse of her friend in his concealment, flew to
embrace him; she bestowed seven or eight kisses on his cheek within
the second, and then stopped, and drawing back, burst into a laugh,
exclaiming, 'Why, how very black and cross you look! and how _ how
funny and grim!  But that's because I'm used to Edgar and Isabella
Linton.  Well, Heathcliff, have you forgotten me?'


She had some reason to put the question, for shame and pride threw
double gloom over his countenance, and kept him immovable.


'Shake hands, Heathcliff,' said Mr. Earnshaw, condescendingly;
'once in a way, that is permitted.'
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'I shall not,' replied the boy, finding his tongue at last; 'I
shall not stand to be laughed at.  I shall not bear it!'  And he
would have broken from the circle, but Miss Cathy seized him again.


'I did not mean to laugh at you,' she said; 'I could not hinder
myself:  Heathcliff, shake hands at least!  What are you sulky for?
It was only that you looked odd.  If you wash your face and brush
your hair, it will be all right:  but you are so dirty!'


She gazed concernedly at the dusky fingers she held in her own, and
also at her dress; which she feared had gained no embellishment
from its contact with his.


'You needn't have touched me!' he answered, following her eye and
snatching away his hand.  'I shall be as dirty as I please:  and I
like to be dirty, and I will be dirty.'
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With that he dashed headforemost out of the room, amid the
merriment of the master and mistress, and to the serious
disturbance of Catherine; who could not comprehend how her remarks
should have produced such an exhibition of bad temper.


After playing lady's_maid to the new_comer, and putting my cakes in
the oven, and making the house and kitchen cheerful with great
fires, befitting Christmas_eve, I prepared to sit down and amuse
myself by singing carols, all alone; regardless of Joseph's
affirmations that he considered the merry tunes I chose as next
door to songs.  He had retired to private prayer in his chamber,
and Mr. and Mrs. Earnshaw were engaging Missy's attention by sundry
gay trifles bought for her to present to the little Lintons, as an
acknowledgment of their kindness.  They had invited them to spend
the morrow at Wuthering Heights, and the invitation had been
accepted, on one condition:  Mrs. Linton begged that her darlings
might be kept carefully apart from that 'naughty swearing boy.'
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Under these circumstances I remained solitary.  I smelt the rich
scent of the heating spices; and admired the shining kitchen
utensils, the polished clock, decked in holly, the silver mugs
ranged on a tray ready to be filled with mulled ale for supper; and
above all, the speckless purity of my particular care _ the scoured
and well_swept floor.  I gave due inward applause to every object,
and then I remembered how old Earnshaw used to come in when all was
tidied, and call me a cant lass, and slip a shilling into my hand
as a Christmas_box; and from that I went on to think of his
fondness for Heathcliff, and his dread lest he should suffer
neglect after death had removed him:  and that naturally led me to
consider the poor lad's situation now, and from singing I changed
my mind to crying.  It struck me soon, however, there would be more
sense in endeavouring to repair some of his wrongs than shedding
tears over them:  I got up and walked into the court to seek him.
He was not far; I found him smoothing the glossy coat of the new
pony in the stable, and feeding the other beasts, according to
custom.
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'Make haste, Heathcliff!' I said, 'the kitchen is so comfortable;
and Joseph is up_stairs:  make haste, and let me dress you smart
before Miss Cathy comes out, and then you can sit together, with
the whole hearth to yourselves, and have a long chatter till
bedtime.'


He proceeded with his task, and never turned his head towards me.


'Come _ are you coming?' I continued.  'There's a little cake for
each of you, nearly enough; and you'll need half_an_hour's
donning.'


I waited five minutes, but getting no answer left him.  Catherine
supped with her brother and sister_in_law:  Joseph and I joined at
an unsociable meal, seasoned with reproofs on one side and
sauciness on the other.  His cake and cheese remained on the table
all night for the fairies.  He managed to continue work till nine
o'clock, and then marched dumb and dour to his chamber.  Cathy sat
up late, having a world of things to order for the reception of her
new friends:  she came into the kitchen once to speak to her old
one; but he was gone, and she only stayed to ask what was the
matter with him, and then went back.  In the morning he rose early;
and, as it was a holiday, carried his ill_humour on to the moors;
not re_appearing till the family were departed for church.  Fasting
and reflection seemed to have brought him to a better spirit.  He
hung about me for a while, and having screwed up his courage,
exclaimed abruptly _ 'Nelly, make me decent, I'm going to be good.'
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'High time, Heathcliff,' I said; 'you HAVE grieved Catherine:
she's sorry she ever came home, I daresay!  It looks as if you
envied her, because she is more thought of than you.'


The notion of ENVYING Catherine was incomprehensible to him, but
the notion of grieving her he understood clearly enough.


'Did she say she was grieved?' he inquired, looking very serious.


'She cried when I told her you were off again this morning.'


'Well, I cried last night,' he returned, 'and I had more reason to
cry than she.'


'Yes:  you had the reason of going to bed with a proud heart and an
empty stomach,' said I.  'Proud people breed sad sorrows for
themselves.  But, if you be ashamed of your touchiness, you must
ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.  You must go up and offer to
kiss her, and say _ you know best what to say; only do it heartily,
and not as if you thought her converted into a stranger by her
grand dress.  And now, though I have dinner to get ready, I'll
steal time to arrange you so that Edgar Linton shall look quite a
doll beside you:  and that he does.  You are younger, and yet, I'll
be bound, you are taller and twice as broad across the shoulders;
you could knock him down in a twinkling; don't you feel that you
could?'
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Heathcliff's face brightened a moment; then it was overcast afresh,
and he sighed.


'But, Nelly, if I knocked him down twenty times, that wouldn't make
him less handsome or me more so.  I wish I had light hair and a
fair skin, and was dressed and behaved as well, and had a chance of
being as rich as he will be!'


'And cried for mamma at every turn,' I added, 'and trembled if a
country lad heaved his fist against you, and sat at home all day
for a shower of rain.  Oh, Heathcliff, you are showing a poor
spirit!  Come to the glass, and I'll let you see what you should
wish.  Do you mark those two lines between your eyes; and those
thick brows, that, instead of rising arched, sink in the middle;
and that couple of black fiends, so deeply buried, who never open
their windows boldly, but lurk glinting under them, like devil's
spies?  Wish and learn to smooth away the surly wrinkles, to raise
your lids frankly, and change the fiends to confident, innocent
angels, suspecting and doubting nothing, and always seeing friends
where they are not sure of foes.  Don't get the expression of a
vicious cur that appears to know the kicks it gets are its desert,
and yet hates all the world, as well as the kicker, for what it
suffers.'
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'In other words, I must wish for Edgar Linton's great blue eyes and
even forehead,' he replied.  'I do _ and that won't help me to
them.'


'A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad,' I continued,
'if you were a regular black; and a bad one will turn the bonniest
into something worse than ugly.  And now that we've done washing,
and combing, and sulking _ tell me whether you don't think yourself
rather handsome?  I'll tell you, I do.  You're fit for a prince in
disguise.  Who knows but your father was Emperor of China, and your
mother an Indian queen, each of them able to buy up, with one
week's income, Wuthering Heights and Thrushcross Grange together?
And you were kidnapped by wicked sailors and brought to England.
Were I in your place, I would frame high notions of my birth; and
the thoughts of what I was should give me courage and dignity to
support the oppressions of a little farmer!'


So I chattered on; and Heathcliff gradually lost his frown and
began to look quite pleasant, when all at once our conversation was
interrupted by a rumbling sound moving up the road and entering the
court.  He ran to the window and I to the door, just in time to
behold the two Lintons descend from the family carriage, smothered
in cloaks and furs, and the Earnshaws dismount from their horses:
they often rode to church in winter.  Catherine took a hand of each
of the children, and brought them into the house and set them
before the fire, which quickly put colour into their white faces.
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I urged my companion to hasten now and show his amiable humour, and
he willingly obeyed; but ill luck would have it that, as he opened
the door leading from the kitchen on one side, Hindley opened it on
the other.  They met, and the master, irritated at seeing him clean
and cheerful, or, perhaps, eager to keep his promise to Mrs.
Linton, shoved him back with a sudden thrust, and angrily bade
Joseph 'keep the fellow out of the room _ send him into the garret
till dinner is over.  He'll be cramming his fingers in the tarts
and stealing the fruit, if left alone with them a minute.'


'Nay, sir,' I could not avoid answering, 'he'll touch nothing, not
he:  and I suppose he must have his share of the dainties as well
as we.'


'He shall have his share of my hand, if I catch him downstairs till
dark,' cried Hindley.  'Begone, you vagabond!  What! you are
attempting the coxcomb, are you?  Wait till I get hold of those
elegant locks _ see if I won't pull them a bit longer!'
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'They are long enough already,' observed Master Linton, peeping
from the doorway; 'I wonder they don't make his head ache.  It's
like a colt's mane over his eyes!'


He ventured this remark without any intention to insult; but
Heathcliff's violent nature was not prepared to endure the
appearance of impertinence from one whom he seemed to hate, even
then, as a rival.  He seized a tureen of hot apple sauce (the first
thing that came under his gripe) and dashed it full against the
speaker's face and neck; who instantly commenced a lament that
brought Isabella and Catherine hurrying to the place.  Mr. Earnshaw
snatched up the culprit directly and conveyed him to his chamber;
where, doubtless, he administered a rough remedy to cool the fit of
passion, for he appeared red and breathless.  I got the dishcloth,
and rather spitefully scrubbed Edgar's nose and mouth, affirming it
served him right for meddling.  His sister began weeping to go
home, and Cathy stood by confounded, blushing for all.


'You should not have spoken to him!' she expostulated with Master
Linton.  'He was in a bad temper, and now you've spoilt your visit;
and he'll be flogged:  I hate him to be flogged!  I can't eat my
dinner.  Why did you speak to him, Edgar?'
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'I didn't,' sobbed the youth, escaping from my hands, and finishing
the remainder of the purification with his cambric pocket_
handkerchief.  'I promised mamma that I wouldn't say one word to
him, and I didn't.'


'Well, don't cry,' replied Catherine, contemptuously; 'you're not
killed.  Don't make more mischief; my brother is coming:  be quiet!
Hush, Isabella!  Has anybody hurt you?'


'There, there, children _ to your seats!' cried Hindley, bustling
in.  'That brute of a lad has warmed me nicely.  Next time, Master
Edgar, take the law into your own fists _ it will give you an
appetite!'


The little party recovered its equanimity at sight of the fragrant
feast.  They were hungry after their ride, and easily consoled,
since no real harm had befallen them.  Mr. Earnshaw carved
bountiful platefuls, and the mistress made them merry with lively
talk.  I waited behind her chair, and was pained to behold
Catherine, with dry eyes and an indifferent air, commence cutting
up the wing of a goose before her.  'An unfeeling child,' I thought
to myself; 'how lightly she dismisses her old playmate's troubles.
I could not have imagined her to be so selfish.'  She lifted a
mouthful to her lips:  then she set it down again:  her cheeks
flushed, and the tears gushed over them.  She slipped her fork to
the floor, and hastily dived under the cloth to conceal her
emotion.  I did not call her unfeeling long; for I perceived she
was in purgatory throughout the day, and wearying to find an
opportunity of getting by herself, or paying a visit to Heathcliff,
who had been locked up by the master:  as I discovered, on
endeavouring to introduce to him a private mess of victuals.


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In the evening we had a dance.  Cathy begged that he might be
liberated then, as Isabella Linton had no partner:  her entreaties
were vain, and I was appointed to supply the deficiency.  We got
rid of all gloom in the excitement of the exercise, and our
pleasure was increased by the arrival of the Gimmerton band,
mustering fifteen strong:  a trumpet, a trombone, clarionets,
bassoons, French horns, and a bass viol, besides singers.  They go
the rounds of all the respectable houses, and receive contributions
every Christmas, and we esteemed it a first_rate treat to hear
them.  After the usual carols had been sung, we set them to songs
and glees.  Mrs. Earnshaw loved the music, and so they gave us
plenty.
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Catherine loved it too:  but she said it sounded sweetest at the
top of the steps, and she went up in the dark:  I followed.  They
shut the house door below, never noting our absence, it was so full
of people.  She made no stay at the stairs'_head, but mounted
farther, to the garret where Heathcliff was confined, and called
him.  He stubbornly declined answering for a while:  she
persevered, and finally persuaded him to hold communion with her
through the boards.  I let the poor things converse unmolested,
till I supposed the songs were going to cease, and the singers to
get some refreshment:  then I clambered up the ladder to warn her.
Instead of finding her outside, I heard her voice within.  The
little monkey had crept by the skylight of one garret, along the
roof, into the skylight of the other, and it was with the utmost
difficulty I could coax her out again.  When she did come,
Heathcliff came with her, and she insisted that I should take him
into the kitchen, as my fellow_servant had gone to a neighbour's,
to be removed from the sound of our 'devil's psalmody,' as it
pleased him to call it.  I told them I intended by no means to
encourage their tricks:  but as the prisoner had never broken his
fast since yesterday's dinner, I would wink at his cheating Mr.
Hindley that once.  He went down:  I set him a stool by the fire,
and offered him a quantity of good things:  but he was sick and
could eat little, and my attempts to entertain him were thrown
away.  He leant his two elbows on his knees, and his chin on his
hands and remained rapt in dumb meditation.  On my inquiring the
subject of his thoughts, he answered gravely _ 'I'm trying to
settle how I shall pay Hindley back.  I don't care how long I wait,
if I can only do it at last.  I hope he will not die before I do!'
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'For shame, Heathcliff!' said I.  'It is for God to punish wicked
people; we should learn to forgive.'


'No, God won't have the satisfaction that I shall,' he returned.
'I only wish I knew the best way!  Let me alone, and I'll plan it
out:  while I'm thinking of that I don't feel pain.'


'But, Mr. Lockwood, I forget these tales cannot divert you.  I'm
annoyed how I should dream of chattering on at such a rate; and
your gruel cold, and you nodding for bed!  I could have told
Heathcliff's history, all that you need hear, in half a dozen
words.'




Thus interrupting herself, the housekeeper rose, and proceeded to
lay aside her sewing; but I felt incapable of moving from the
hearth, and I was very far from nodding.  'Sit still, Mrs. Dean,' I
cried; 'do sit still another half_hour.  You've done just right to
tell the story leisurely.  That is the method I like; and you must
finish it in the same style.  I am interested in every character
you have mentioned, more or less.'
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'The clock is on the stroke of eleven, sir.'


'No matter _ I'm not accustomed to go to bed in the long hours.
One or two is early enough for a person who lies till ten.'


'You shouldn't lie till ten.  There's the very prime of the morning
gone long before that time.  A person who has not done one_half his
day's work by ten o'clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half
undone.'


'Nevertheless, Mrs. Dean, resume your chair; because to_morrow I
intend lengthening the night till afternoon.  I prognosticate for
myself an obstinate cold, at least.'


'I hope not, sir.  Well, you must allow me to leap over some three
years; during that space Mrs. Earnshaw _ '


'No, no, I'll allow nothing of the sort!  Are you acquainted with
the mood of mind in which, if you were seated alone, and the cat
licking its kitten on the rug before you, you would watch the
operation so intently that puss's neglect of one ear would put you
seriously out of temper?'


'A terribly lazy mood, I should say.'
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'On the contrary, a tiresomely active one.  It is mine, at present;
and, therefore, continue minutely.  I perceive that people in these
regions acquire over people in towns the value that a spider in a
dungeon does over a spider in a cottage, to their various
occupants; and yet the deepened attraction is not entirely owing to
the situation of the looker_on.  They DO live more in earnest, more
in themselves, and less in surface, change, and frivolous external
things.  I could fancy a love for life here almost possible; and I
was a fixed unbeliever in any love of a year's standing.  One state
resembles setting a hungry man down to a single dish, on which he
may concentrate his entire appetite and do it justice; the other,
introducing him to a table laid out by French cooks:  he can
perhaps extract as much enjoyment from the whole; but each part is
a mere atom in his regard and remembrance.'


'Oh! here we are the same as anywhere else, when you get to know
us,' observed Mrs. Dean, somewhat puzzled at my speech.


'Excuse me,' I responded; 'you, my good friend, are a striking
evidence against that assertion.  Excepting a few provincialisms of
slight consequence, you have no marks of the manners which I am
habituated to consider as peculiar to your class.  I am sure you
have thought a great deal more than the generality of servants
think.  You have been compelled to cultivate your reflective
faculties for want of occasions for frittering your life away in
silly trifles.'
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Mrs. Dean laughed.


'I certainly esteem myself a steady, reasonable kind of body,' she
said; 'not exactly from living among the hills and seeing one set
of faces, and one series of actions, from year's end to year's end;
but I have undergone sharp discipline, which has taught me wisdom;
and then, I have read more than you would fancy, Mr. Lockwood.  You
could not open a book in this library that I have not looked into,
and got something out of also:  unless it be that range of Greek
and Latin, and that of French; and those I know one from another:
it is as much as you can expect of a poor man's daughter.  However,
if I am to follow my story in true gossip's fashion, I had better
go on; and instead of leaping three years, I will be content to
pass to the next summer _ the summer of 1778, that is nearly
twenty_three years ago.'


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Wuthering Heights Deluxe Edition CHAPTER 08






ON the morning of a fine June day my first bonny little nursling,
and the last of the ancient Earnshaw stock, was born.  We were busy
with the hay in a far_away field, when the girl that usually
brought our breakfasts came running an hour too soon across the
meadow and up the lane, calling me as she ran.


'Oh, such a grand bairn!' she panted out.  'The finest lad that
ever breathed!  But the doctor says missis must go:  he says she's
been in a consumption these many months.  I heard him tell Mr.
Hindley:  and now she has nothing to keep her, and she'll be dead
before winter.  You must come home directly.  You're to nurse it,
Nelly:  to feed it with sugar and milk, and take care of it day and
night.  I wish I were you, because it will be all yours when there
is no missis!'


'But is she very ill?' I asked, flinging down my rake and tying my
bonnet.
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'I guess she is; yet she looks bravely,' replied the girl, 'and she
talks as if she thought of living to see it grow a man.  She's out
of her head for joy, it's such a beauty!  If I were her I'm certain
I should not die:  I should get better at the bare sight of it, in
spite of Kenneth.  I was fairly mad at him.  Dame Archer brought
the cherub down to master, in the house, and his face just began to
light up, when the old croaker steps forward, and says he _
"Earnshaw, it's a blessing your wife has been spared to leave you
this son.  When she came, I felt convinced we shouldn't keep her
long; and now, I must tell you, the winter will probably finish
her.  Don't take on, and fret about it too much:  it can't be
helped.  And besides, you should have known better than to choose
such a rush of a lass!"'


'And what did the master answer?' I inquired.


'I think he swore:  but I didn't mind him, I was straining to see
the bairn,' and she began again to describe it rapturously.  I, as
zealous as herself, hurried eagerly home to admire, on my part;
though I was very sad for Hindley's sake.  He had room in his heart
only for two idols _ his wife and himself:  he doted on both, and
adored one, and I couldn't conceive how he would bear the loss.
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When we got to Wuthering Heights, there he stood at the front door;
and, as I passed in, I asked, 'how was the baby?'


'Nearly ready to run about, Nell!' he replied, putting on a
cheerful smile.


'And the mistress?' I ventured to inquire; 'the doctor says she's _


'Damn the doctor!' he interrupted, reddening.  'Frances is quite
right:  she'll be perfectly well by this time next week.  Are you
going up_stairs? will you tell her that I'll come, if she'll
promise not to talk.  I left her because she would not hold her
tongue; and she must _ tell her Mr. Kenneth says she must be
quiet.'


I delivered this message to Mrs. Earnshaw; she seemed in flighty
spirits, and replied merrily, 'I hardly spoke a word, Ellen, and
there he has gone out twice, crying.  Well, say I promise I won't
speak:  but that does not bind me not to laugh at him!'
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Poor soul!  Till within a week of her death that gay heart never
failed her; and her husband persisted doggedly, nay, furiously, in
affirming her health improved every day.  When Kenneth warned him
that his medicines were useless at that stage of the malady, and he
needn't put him to further expense by attending her, he retorted,
'I know you need not _ she's well _ she does not want any more
attendance from you!  She never was in a consumption.  It was a
fever; and it is gone:  her pulse is as slow as mine now, and her
cheek as cool.'


He told his wife the same story, and she seemed to believe him; but
one night, while leaning on his shoulder, in the act of saying she
thought she should be able to get up to_morrow, a fit of coughing
took her _ a very slight one _ he raised her in his arms; she put
her two hands about his neck, her face changed, and she was dead.
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As the girl had anticipated, the child Hareton fell wholly into my
hands.  Mr. Earnshaw, provided he saw him healthy and never heard
him cry, was contented, as far as regarded him.  For himself, he
grew desperate:  his sorrow was of that kind that will not lament.
He neither wept nor prayed; he cursed and defied:  execrated God
and man, and gave himself up to reckless dissipation.  The servants
could not bear his tyrannical and evil conduct long:  Joseph and I
were the only two that would stay.  I had not the heart to leave my
charge; and besides, you know, I had been his foster_sister, and
excused his behaviour more readily than a stranger would.  Joseph
remained to hector over tenants and labourers; and because it was
his vocation to be where he had plenty of wickedness to reprove.
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The master's bad ways and bad companions formed a pretty example
for Catherine and Heathcliff.  His treatment of the latter was
enough to make a fiend of a saint.  And, truly, it appeared as if
the lad WERE possessed of something diabolical at that period.  He
delighted to witness Hindley degrading himself past redemption; and
became daily more notable for savage sullenness and ferocity.  I
could not half tell what an infernal house we had.  The curate
dropped calling, and nobody decent came near us, at last; unless
Edgar Linton's visits to Miss Cathy might be an exception.  At
fifteen she was the queen of the country_side; she had no peer; and
she did turn out a haughty, headstrong creature!  I own I did not
like her, after infancy was past; and I vexed her frequently by
trying to bring down her arrogance:  she never took an aversion to
me, though.  She had a wondrous constancy to old attachments:  even
Heathcliff kept his hold on her affections unalterably; and young
Linton, with all his superiority, found it difficult to make an
equally deep impression.  He was my late master:  that is his
portrait over the fireplace.  It used to hang on one side, and his
wife's on the other; but hers has been removed, or else you might
see something of what she was.  Can you make that out?
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Mrs. Dean raised the candle, and I discerned a soft_featured face,
exceedingly resembling the young lady at the Heights, but more
pensive and amiable in expression.  It formed a sweet picture.  The
long light hair curled slightly on the temples; the eyes were large
and serious; the figure almost too graceful.  I did not marvel how
Catherine Earnshaw could forget her first friend for such an
individual.  I marvelled much how he, with a mind to correspond
with his person, could fancy my idea of Catherine Earnshaw.


'A very agreeable portrait,' I observed to the house_keeper.  'Is
it like?'


'Yes,' she answered; 'but he looked better when he was animated;
that is his everyday countenance:  he wanted spirit in general.'


Catherine had kept up her acquaintance with the Lintons since her
five_weeks' residence among them; and as she had no temptation to
show her rough side in their company, and had the sense to be
ashamed of being rude where she experienced such invariable
courtesy, she imposed unwittingly on the old lady and gentleman by
her ingenious cordiality; gained the admiration of Isabella, and
the heart and soul of her brother:  acquisitions that flattered her
from the first _ for she was full of ambition _ and led her to
adopt a double character without exactly intending to deceive any
one.  In the place where she heard Heathcliff termed a 'vulgar
young ruffian,' and 'worse than a brute,' she took care not to act
like him; but at home she had small inclination to practise
politeness that would only be laughed at, and restrain an unruly
nature when it would bring her neither credit nor praise.
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Mr. Edgar seldom mustered courage to visit Wuthering Heights
openly.  He had a terror of Earnshaw's reputation, and shrunk from
encountering him; and yet he was always received with our best
attempts at civility:  the master himself avoided offending him,
knowing why he came; and if he could not be gracious, kept out of
the way.  I rather think his appearance there was distasteful to
Catherine; she was not artful, never played the coquette, and had
evidently an objection to her two friends meeting at all; for when
Heathcliff expressed contempt of Linton in his presence, she could
not half coincide, as she did in his absence; and when Linton
evinced disgust and antipathy to Heathcliff, she dared not treat
his sentiments with indifference, as if depreciation of her
playmate were of scarcely any consequence to her.  I've had many a
laugh at her perplexities and untold troubles, which she vainly
strove to hide from my mockery.  That sounds ill_natured:  but she
was so proud it became really impossible to pity her distresses,
till she should be chastened into more humility.  She did bring
herself, finally, to confess, and to confide in me:  there was not
a soul else that she might fashion into an adviser.
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Mr. Hindley had gone from home one afternoon, and Heathcliff
presumed to give himself a holiday on the strength of it.  He had
reached the age of sixteen then, I think, and without having bad
features, or being deficient in intellect, he contrived to convey
an impression of inward and outward repulsiveness that his present
aspect retains no traces of.  In the first place, he had by that
time lost the benefit of his early education:  continual hard work,
begun soon and concluded late, had extinguished any curiosity he
once possessed in pursuit of knowledge, and any love for books or
learning.  His childhood's sense of superiority, instilled into him
by the favours of old Mr. Earnshaw, was faded away.  He struggled
long to keep up an equality with Catherine in her studies, and
yielded with poignant though silent regret:  but he yielded
completely; and there was no prevailing on him to take a step in
the way of moving upward, when he found he must, necessarily, sink
beneath his former level.  Then personal appearance sympathised
with mental deterioration:  he acquired a slouching gait and
ignoble look; his naturally reserved disposition was exaggerated
into an almost idiotic excess of unsociable moroseness; and he took
a grim pleasure, apparently, in exciting the aversion rather than
the esteem of his few acquaintance.
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Catherine and he were constant companions still at his seasons of
respite from labour; but he had ceased to express his fondness for
her in words, and recoiled with angry suspicion from her girlish
caresses, as if conscious there could be no gratification in
lavishing such marks of affection on him.  On the before_named
occasion he came into the house to announce his intention of doing
nothing, while I was assisting Miss Cathy to arrange her dress:
she had not reckoned on his taking it into his head to be idle; and
imagining she would have the whole place to herself, she managed,
by some means, to inform Mr. Edgar of her brother's absence, and
was then preparing to receive him.


'Cathy, are you busy this afternoon?' asked Heathcliff.  'Are you
going anywhere?'


'No, it is raining,' she answered.


'Why have you that silk frock on, then?' he said.  'Nobody coming
here, I hope?'
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'Not that I know of,' stammered Miss:  'but you should be in the
field now, Heathcliff.  It is an hour past dinnertime:  I thought
you were gone.'


'Hindley does not often free us from his accursed presence,'
observed the boy.  'I'll not work any more to_day:  I'll stay with
you.'


'Oh, but Joseph will tell,' she suggested; 'you'd better go!'


'Joseph is loading lime on the further side of Penistone Crags; it
will take him till dark, and he'll never know.'


So, saying, he lounged to the fire, and sat down.  Catherine
reflected an instant, with knitted brows _ she found it needful to
smooth the way for an intrusion.  'Isabella and Edgar Linton talked
of calling this afternoon,' she said, at the conclusion of a
minute's silence.  'As it rains, I hardly expect them; but they may
come, and if they do, you run the risk of being scolded for no
good.'
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'Order Ellen to say you are engaged, Cathy,' he persisted; 'don't
turn me out for those pitiful, silly friends of yours!  I'm on the
point, sometimes, of complaining that they _ but I'll not _ '


'That they what?' cried Catherine, gazing at him with a troubled
countenance.  'Oh, Nelly!' she added petulantly, jerking her head
away from my hands, 'you've combed my hair quite out of curl!
That's enough; let me alone.  What are you on the point of
complaining about, Heathcliff?'


'Nothing _ only look at the almanack on that wall;' he pointed to a
framed sheet hanging near the window, and continued, 'The crosses
are for the evenings you have spent with the Lintons, the dots for
those spent with me.  Do you see?  I've marked every day.'


'Yes _ very foolish:  as if I took notice!' replied Catherine, in a
peevish tone.  'And where is the sense of that?'


'To show that I DO take notice,' said Heathcliff.
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'And should I always be sitting with you?' she demanded, growing
more irritated.  'What good do I get?  What do you talk about?  You
might be dumb, or a baby, for anything you say to amuse me, or for
anything you do, either!'


'You never told me before that I talked too little, or that you
disliked my company, Cathy!' exclaimed Heathcliff, in much
agitation.


'It's no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,'
she muttered.


Her companion rose up, but he hadn't time to express his feelings
further, for a horse's feet were heard on the flags, and having
knocked gently, young Linton entered, his face brilliant with
delight at the unexpected summon she had received.  Doubtless
Catherine marked the difference between her friends, as one came in
and the other went out.  The contrast resembled what you see in
exchanging a bleak, hilly, coal country for a beautiful fertile
valley; and his voice and greeting were as opposite as his aspect.
He had a sweet, low manner of speaking, and pronounced his words as
you do:  that's less gruff than we talk here, and softer.
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'I'm not come too soon, am I?' he said, casting a look at me:  I
had begun to wipe the plate, and tidy some drawers at the far end
in the dresser.


'No,' answered Catherine.  'What are you doing there, Nelly?'


'My work, Miss,' I replied.  (Mr. Hindley had given me directions
to make a third party in any private visits Linton chose to pay.)


She stepped behind me and whispered crossly, 'Take yourself and
your dusters off; when company are in the house, servants don't
commence scouring and cleaning in the room where they are!'


'It's a good opportunity, now that master is away,' I answered
aloud:  'he hates me to be fidgeting over these things in his
presence.  I'm sure Mr. Edgar will excuse me.'


'I hate you to be fidgeting in MY presence,' exclaimed the young
lady imperiously, not allowing her guest time to speak:  she had
failed to recover her equanimity since the little dispute with
Heathcliff.
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'I'm sorry for it, Miss Catherine,' was my response; and I
proceeded assiduously with my occupation.


She, supposing Edgar could not see her, snatched the cloth from my
hand, and pinched me, with a prolonged wrench, very spitefully on
the arm.  I've said I did not love her, and rather relished
mortifying her vanity now and then:  besides, she hurt me
extremely; so I started up from my knees, and screamed out, 'Oh,
Miss, that's a nasty trick!  You have no right to nip me, and I'm
not going to bear it.'


'I didn't touch you, you lying creature!' cried she, her fingers
tingling to repeat the act, and her ears red with rage.  She never
had power to conceal her passion, it always set her whole
complexion in a blaze.


'What's that, then?' I retorted, showing a decided purple witness
to refute her.


She stamped her foot, wavered a moment, and then, irresistibly
impelled by the naughty spirit within her, slapped me on the cheek:
a stinging blow that filled both eyes with water.
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'Catherine, love!  Catherine!' interposed Linton, greatly shocked
at the double fault of falsehood and violence which his idol had
committed.


'Leave the room, Ellen!' she repeated, trembling all over.


Little Hareton, who followed me everywhere, and was sitting near me
on the floor, at seeing my tears commenced crying himself, and
sobbed out complaints against 'wicked aunt Cathy,' which drew her
fury on to his unlucky head:  she seized his shoulders, and shook
him till the poor child waxed livid, and Edgar thoughtlessly laid
hold of her hands to deliver him.  In an instant one was wrung
free, and the astonished young man felt it applied over his own ear
in a way that could not be mistaken for jest.  He drew back in
consternation.  I lifted Hareton in my arms, and walked off to the
kitchen with him, leaving the door of communication open, for I was
curious to watch how they would settle their disagreement.  The
insulted visitor moved to the spot where he had laid his hat, pale
and with a quivering lip.
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'That's right!' I said to myself.  'Take warning and begone!  It's
a kindness to let you have a glimpse of her genuine disposition.'


'Where are you going?' demanded Catherine, advancing to the door.


He swerved aside, and attempted to pass.


'You must not go!' she exclaimed, energetically.


'I must and shall!' he replied in a subdued voice.


'No,' she persisted, grasping the handle; 'not yet, Edgar Linton:
sit down; you shall not leave me in that temper.  I should be
miserable all night, and I won't be miserable for you!'


'Can I stay after you have struck me?' asked Linton.


Catherine was mute.
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'You've made me afraid and ashamed of you,' he continued; 'I'll not
come here again!'


Her eyes began to glisten and her lids to twinkle.


'And you told a deliberate untruth!' he said.


'I didn't!' she cried, recovering her speech; 'I did nothing
deliberately.  Well, go, if you please _ get away!  And now I'll
cry _ I'll cry myself sick!'


She dropped down on her knees by a chair, and set to weeping in
serious earnest.  Edgar persevered in his resolution as far as the
court; there he lingered.  I resolved to encourage him.


'Miss is dreadfully wayward, sir,' I called out.  'As bad as any
marred child:  you'd better be riding home, or else she will be
sick, only to grieve us.'
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The soft thing looked askance through the window:  he possessed the
power to depart as much as a cat possesses the power to leave a
mouse half killed, or a bird half eaten.  Ah, I thought, there will
be no saving him:  he's doomed, and flies to his fate!  And so it
was:  he turned abruptly, hastened into the house again, shut the
door behind him; and when I went in a while after to inform them
that Earnshaw had come home rabid drunk, ready to pull the whole
place about our ears (his ordinary frame of mind in that
condition), I saw the quarrel had merely effected a closer intimacy
_ had broken the outworks of youthful timidity, and enabled them to
forsake the disguise of friendship, and confess themselves lovers.


Intelligence of Mr. Hindley's arrival drove Linton speedily to his
horse, and Catherine to her chamber.  I went to hide little
Hareton, and to take the shot out of the master's fowling_piece,
which he was fond of playing with in his insane excitement, to the
hazard of the lives of any who provoked, or even attracted his
notice too much; and I had hit upon the plan of removing it, that
he might do less mischief if he did go the length of firing the
gun.
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HE entered, vociferating oaths dreadful to hear; and caught me in
the act of stowing his son sway in the kitchen cupboard.  Hareton
was impressed with a wholesome terror of encountering either his
wild beast's fondness or his madman's rage; for in one he ran a
chance of being squeezed and kissed to death, and in the other of
being flung into the fire, or dashed against the wall; and the poor
thing remained perfectly quiet wherever I chose to put him.


'There, I've found it out at last!' cried Hindley, pulling me back
by the skin of my neck, like a dog.  'By heaven and hell, you've
sworn between you to murder that child!  I know how it is, now,
that he is always out of my way.  But, with the help of Satan, I
shall make you swallow the carving_knife, Nelly!  You needn't
laugh; for I've just crammed Kenneth, head_downmost, in the Black_
horse marsh; and two is the same as one _ and I want to kill some
of you:  I shall have no rest till I do!'


'But I don't like the carving_knife, Mr. Hindley,' I answered; 'it
has been cutting red herrings.  I'd rather be shot, if you please.'


'You'd rather be damned!' he said; 'and so you shall.  No law in
England can hinder a man from keeping his house decent, and mine's
abominable!  Open your mouth.'  He held the knife in his hand, and
pushed its point between my teeth:  but, for my part, I was never
much afraid of his vagaries.  I spat out, and affirmed it tasted
detestably _ I would not take it on any account.
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'Oh!' said he, releasing me, 'I see that hideous little villain is
not Hareton:  I beg your pardon, Nell.  If it be, he deserves
flaying alive for not running to welcome me, and for screaming as
if I were a goblin.  Unnatural cub, come hither!  I'll teach thee
to impose on a good_hearted, deluded father.  Now, don't you think
the lad would be handsomer cropped?  It makes a dog fiercer, and I
love something fierce _ get me a scissors _ something fierce and
trim!  Besides, it's infernal affectation _ devilish conceit it is,
to cherish our ears _ we're asses enough without them.  Hush,
child, hush!  Well then, it is my darling! wisht, dry thy eyes _
there's a joy; kiss me.  What! it won't?  Kiss me, Hareton!  Damn
thee, kiss me!  By God, as if I would rear such a monster!  As sure
as I'm living, I'll break the brat's neck.'


Poor Hareton was squalling and kicking in his father's arms with
all his might, and redoubled his yells when he carried him up_
stairs and lifted him over the banister.  I cried out that he would
frighten the child into fits, and ran to rescue him.  As I reached
them, Hindley leant forward on the rails to listen to a noise
below; almost forgetting what he had in his hands.  'Who is that?'
he asked, hearing some one approaching the stairs'_foot.  I leant
forward also, for the purpose of signing to Heathcliff, whose step
I recognised, not to come further; and, at the instant when my eye
quitted Hareton, he gave a sudden spring, delivered himself from
the careless grasp that held him, and fell.
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There was scarcely time to experience a thrill of horror before we
saw that the little wretch was safe.  Heathcliff arrived underneath
just at the critical moment; by a natural impulse he arrested his
descent, and setting him on his feet, looked up to discover the
author of the accident.  A miser who has parted with a lucky
lottery ticket for five shillings, and finds next day he has lost
in the bargain five thousand pounds, could not show a blanker
countenance than he did on beholding the figure of Mr. Earnshaw
above.  It expressed, plainer than words could do, the intensest
anguish at having made himself the instrument of thwarting his own
revenge.  Had it been dark, I daresay he would have tried to remedy
the mistake by smashing Hareton's skull on the steps; but, we
witnessed his salvation; and I was presently below with my precious
charge pressed to my heart.  Hindley descended more leisurely,
sobered and abashed.


'It is your fault, Ellen,' he said; 'you should have kept him out
of sight:  you should have taken him from me!  Is he injured
anywhere?'
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'Injured!' I cried angrily; 'if he is not killed, he'll be an
idiot!  Oh!  I wonder his mother does not rise from her grave to
see how you use him.  You're worse than a heathen _ treating your
own flesh and blood in that manner!'  He attempted to touch the
child, who, on finding himself with me, sobbed off his terror
directly.  At the first finger his father laid on him, however, he
shrieked again louder than before, and struggled as if he would go
into convulsions.


'You shall not meddle with him!' I continued.  'He hates you _ they
all hate you _ that's the truth!  A happy family you have; and a
pretty state you're come to!'


'I shall come to a prettier, yet, Nelly,' laughed the misguided
man, recovering his hardness.  'At present, convey yourself and him
away.  And hark you, Heathcliff! clear you too quite from my reach
and hearing.  I wouldn't murder you to_night; unless, perhaps, I
set the house on fire:  but that's as my fancy goes.'
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While saying this he took a pint bottle of brandy from the dresser,
and poured some into a tumbler.


'Nay, don't!' I entreated.  'Mr. Hindley, do take warning.  Have
mercy on this unfortunate boy, if you care nothing for yourself!'


'Any one will do better for him than I shall,' he answered.


'Have mercy on your own soul!' I said, endeavouring to snatch the
glass from his hand.


'Not I!  On the contrary, I shall have great pleasure in sending it
to perdition to punish its Maker,' exclaimed the blasphemer.
'Here's to its hearty damnation!'


He drank the spirits and impatiently bade us go; terminating his
command with a sequel of horrid imprecations too bad to repeat or
remember.


'It's a pity he cannot kill himself with drink,' observed
Heathcliff, muttering an echo of curses back when the door was
shut.  'He's doing his very utmost; but his constitution defies
him.  Mr. Kenneth says he would wager his mare that he'll outlive
any man on this side Gimmerton, and go to the grave a hoary sinner;
unless some happy chance out of the common course befall him.'
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I went into the kitchen, and sat down to lull my little lamb to
sleep.  Heathcliff, as I thought, walked through to the barn.  It
turned out afterwards that he only got as far as the other side the
settle, when he flung himself on a bench by the wall, removed from
the fire and remained silent.


I was rocking Hareton on my knee, and humming a song that began, _




It was far in the night, and the bairnies grat,
The mither beneath the mools heard that,




when Miss Cathy, who had listened to the hubbub from her room, put
her head in, and whispered, _ 'Are you alone, Nelly?'


'Yes, Miss,' I replied.
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She entered and approached the hearth.  I, supposing she was going
to say something, looked up.  The expression of her face seemed
disturbed and anxious.  Her lips were half asunder, as if she meant
to speak, and she drew a breath; but it escaped in a sigh instead
of a sentence.  I resumed my song; not having forgotten her recent
behaviour.


'Where's Heathcliff?' she said, interrupting me.


'About his work in the stable,' was my answer.


He did not contradict me; perhaps he had fallen into a doze.  There
followed another long pause, during which I perceived a drop or two
trickle from Catherine's cheek to the flags.  Is she sorry for her
shameful conduct? _ I asked myself.  That will be a novelty:  but
she may come to the point _ as she will _ I sha'n't help her!  No,
she felt small trouble regarding any subject, save her own
concerns.


'Oh, dear!' she cried at last.  'I'm very unhappy!'


'A pity,' observed I.  'You're hard to please; so many friends and
so few cares, and can't make yourself content!'
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'Nelly, will you keep a secret for me?' she pursued, kneeling down
by me, and lifting her winsome eyes to my face with that sort of
look which turns off bad temper, even when one has all the right in
the world to indulge it.


'Is it worth keeping?' I inquired, less sulkily.


'Yes, and it worries me, and I must let it out!  I want to know
what I should do.  To_day, Edgar Linton has asked me to marry him,
and I've given him an answer.  Now, before I tell you whether it
was a consent or denial, you tell me which it ought to have been.'


'Really, Miss Catherine, how can I know?' I replied.  'To be sure,
considering the exhibition you performed in his presence this
afternoon, I might say it would be wise to refuse him:  since he
asked you after that, he must either be hopelessly stupid or a
venturesome fool.'


'If you talk so, I won't tell you any more,' she returned,
peevishly rising to her feet.  'I accepted him, Nelly.  Be quick,
and say whether I was wrong!'
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'You accepted him!  Then what good is it discussing the matter?
You have pledged your word, and cannot retract.'


'But say whether I should have done so _ do!' she exclaimed in an
irritated tone; chafing her hands together, and frowning.


'There are many things to be considered before that question can be
answered properly,' I said, sententiously.  'First and foremost, do
you love Mr. Edgar?'


'Who can help it?  Of course I do,' she answered.


Then I put her through the following catechism:  for a girl of
twenty_two it was not injudicious.


'Why do you love him, Miss Cathy?'


'Nonsense, I do _ that's sufficient.'


'By no means; you must say why?'
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'Well, because he is handsome, and pleasant to be with.'


'Bad!' was my commentary.


'And because he is young and cheerful.'


'Bad, still.'


'And because he loves me.'


'Indifferent, coming there.'


'And he will be rich, and I shall like to be the greatest woman of
the neighbourhood, and I shall be proud of having such a husband.'


'Worst of all.  And now, say how you love him?'


'As everybody loves _ You're silly, Nelly.'


'Not at all _ Answer.'
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'I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and
everything he touches, and every word he says.  I love all his
looks, and all his actions, and him entirely and altogether.  There
now!'


'And why?'


'Nay; you are making a jest of it:  it is exceedingly ill_natured!
It's no jest to me!' said the young lady, scowling, and turning her
face to the fire.


'I'm very far from jesting, Miss Catherine,' I replied.  'You love
Mr. Edgar because he is handsome, and young, and cheerful, and
rich, and loves you.  The last, however, goes for nothing:  you
would love him without that, probably; and with it you wouldn't,
unless he possessed the four former attractions.'


'No, to be sure not:  I should only pity him _ hate him, perhaps,
if he were ugly, and a clown.'


'But there are several other handsome, rich young men in the world:
handsomer, possibly, and richer than he is.  What should hinder you
from loving them?'


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'If there be any, they are out of my way:  I've seen none like
Edgar.'


'You may see some; and he won't always be handsome, and young, and
may not always be rich.'


'He is now; and I have only to do with the present.  I wish you
would speak rationally.'


'Well, that settles it:  if you have only to do with the present,
marry Mr. Linton.'


'I don't want your permission for that _ I SHALL marry him:  and
yet you have not told me whether I'm right.'


'Perfectly right; if people be right to marry only for the present.
And now, let us hear what you are unhappy about.  Your brother will
be pleased; the old lady and gentleman will not object, I think;
you will escape from a disorderly, comfortless home into a wealthy,
respectable one; and you love Edgar, and Edgar loves you.  All
seems smooth and easy:  where is the obstacle?'
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'HERE! and HERE!' replied Catherine, striking one hand on her
forehead, and the other on her breast:  'in whichever place the
soul lives.  In my soul and in my heart, I'm convinced I'm wrong!'


'That's very strange!  I cannot make it out.'


'It's my secret.  But if you will not mock at me, I'll explain it:
I can't do it distinctly; but I'll give you a feeling of how I
feel.'


She seated herself by me again:  her countenance grew sadder and
graver, and her clasped hands trembled.


'Nelly, do you never dream queer dreams?' she said, suddenly, after
some minutes' reflection.


'Yes, now and then,' I answered.


'And so do I.  I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with
me ever after, and changed my ideas:  they've gone through and
through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my
mind.  And this is one:  I'm going to tell it _ but take care not
to smile at any part of it.'
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'Oh! don't, Miss Catherine!' I cried.  'We're dismal enough without
conjuring up ghosts and visions to perplex us.  Come, come, be
merry and like yourself!  Look at little Hareton! HE'S dreaming
nothing dreary.  How sweetly he smiles in his sleep!'


'Yes; and how sweetly his father curses in his solitude!  You
remember him, I daresay, when he was just such another as that
chubby thing:  nearly as young and innocent.  However, Nelly, I
shall oblige you to listen:  it's not long; and I've no power to be
merry to_night.'


'I won't hear it, I won't hear it!' I repeated, hastily.


I was superstitious about dreams then, and am still; and Catherine
had an unusual gloom in her aspect, that made me dread something
from which I might shape a prophecy, and foresee a fearful
catastrophe.  She was vexed, but she did not proceed.  Apparently
taking up another subject, she recommenced in a short time.


'If I were in heaven, Nelly, I should be extremely miserable.'


'Because you are not fit to go there,' I answered.  'All sinners
would be miserable in heaven.'


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'But it is not for that.  I dreamt once that I was there.'


'I tell you I won't hearken to your dreams, Miss Catherine!  I'll
go to bed,' I interrupted again.


She laughed, and held me down; for I made a motion to leave my
chair.


'This is nothing,' cried she:  'I was only going to say that heaven
did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to
come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me
out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights;
where I woke sobbing for joy.  That will do to explain my secret,
as well as the other.  I've no more business to marry Edgar Linton
than I have to be in heaven; and if the wicked man in there had not
brought Heathcliff so low, I shouldn't have thought of it.  It
would degrade me to marry Heathcliff now; so he shall never know
how I love him:  and that, not because he's handsome, Nelly, but
because he's more myself than I am.  Whatever our souls are made
of, his and mine are the same; and Linton's is as different as a
moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.'


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Ere this speech ended I became sensible of Heathcliff's presence.
Having noticed a slight movement, I turned my head, and saw him
rise from the bench, and steal out noiselessly.  He had listened
till he heard Catherine say it would degrade her to marry him, and
then he stayed to hear no further.  My companion, sitting on the
ground, was prevented by the back of the settle from remarking his
presence or departure; but I started, and bade her hush!


'Why?' she asked, gazing nervously round.


'Joseph is here,' I answered, catching opportunely the roll of his
cartwheels up the road; 'and Heathcliff will come in with him.  I'm
not sure whether he were not at the door this moment.'


'Oh, he couldn't overhear me at the door!' said she.  'Give me
Hareton, while you get the supper, and when it is ready ask me to
sup with you.  I want to cheat my uncomfortable conscience, and be
convinced that Heathcliff has no notion of these things.  He has
not, has he?  He does not know what being in love is!'


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'I see no reason that he should not know, as well as you,' I
returned; 'and if you are his choice, he'll be the most unfortunate
creature that ever was born!  As soon as you become Mrs. Linton, he
loses friend, and love, and all!  Have you considered how you'll
bear the separation, and how he'll bear to be quite deserted in the
world?  Because, Miss Catherine _ '


'He quite deserted! we separated!' she exclaimed, with an accent of
indignation.  'Who is to separate us, pray?  They'll meet the fate
of Milo!  Not as long as I live, Ellen:  for no mortal creature.
Every Linton on the face of the earth might melt into nothing
before I could consent to forsake Heathcliff.  Oh, that's not what
I intend _ that's not what I mean!  I shouldn't be Mrs. Linton were
such a price demanded!  He'll be as much to me as he has been all
his lifetime.  Edgar must shake off his antipathy, and tolerate
him, at least.  He will, when he learns my true feelings towards
him.  Nelly, I see now you think me a selfish wretch; but did it
never strike you that if Heathcliff and I married, we should be
beggars? whereas, if I marry Linton I can aid Heathcliff to rise,
and place him out of my brother's power.'


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'With your husband's money, Miss Catherine?' I asked.  'You'll find
him not so pliable as you calculate upon:  and, though I'm hardly a
judge, I think that's the worst motive you've given yet for being
the wife of young Linton.'


'It is not,' retorted she; 'it is the best!  The others were the
satisfaction of my whims:  and for Edgar's sake, too, to satisfy
him.  This is for the sake of one who comprehends in his person my
feelings to Edgar and myself.  I cannot express it; but surely you
and everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existence
of yours beyond you.  What were the use of my creation, if I were
entirely contained here?  My great miseries in this world have been
Heathcliff's miseries, and I watched and felt each from the
beginning:  my great thought in living is himself.  If all else
perished, and HE remained, I should still continue to be; and if
all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn
to a mighty stranger:  I should not seem a part of it. _ My love
for Linton is like the foliage in the woods:  time will change it,
I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees.  My love for
Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath:  a source of little
visible delight, but necessary.  Nelly, I AM Heathcliff!  He's
always, always in my mind:  not as a pleasure, any more than I am
always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.  So don't talk of
our separation again:  it is impracticable; and _ '


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She paused, and hid her face in the folds of my gown; but I jerked
it forcibly away.  I was out of patience with her folly!


'If I can make any sense of your nonsense, Miss,' I said, 'it only
goes to convince me that you are ignorant of the duties you
undertake in marrying; or else that you are a wicked, unprincipled
girl.  But trouble me with no more secrets:  I'll not promise to
keep them.'


'You'll keep that?' she asked, eagerly.


'No, I'll not promise,' I repeated.


She was about to insist, when the entrance of Joseph finished our
conversation; and Catherine removed her seat to a corner, and
nursed Hareton, while I made the supper.  After it was cooked, my
fellow_servant and I began to quarrel who should carry some to Mr.
Hindley; and we didn't settle it till all was nearly cold.  Then we
came to the agreement that we would let him ask, if he wanted any;
for we feared particularly to go into his presence when he had been
some time alone.


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'And how isn't that nowt comed in fro' th' field, be this time?
What is he about? girt idle seeght!' demanded the old man, looking
round for Heathcliff.


'I'll call him,' I replied.  'He's in the barn, I've no doubt.'


I went and called, but got no answer.  On returning, I whispered to
Catherine that he had heard a good part of what she said, I was
sure; and told how I saw him quit the kitchen just as she
complained of her brother's conduct regarding him.  She jumped up
in a fine fright, flung Hareton on to the settle, and ran to seek
for her friend herself; not taking leisure to consider why she was
so flurried, or how her talk would have affected him.  She was
absent such a while that Joseph proposed we should wait no longer.
He cunningly conjectured they were staying away in order to avoid
hearing his protracted blessing.  They were 'ill eneugh for ony
fahl manners,' he affirmed.  And on their behalf he added that
night a special prayer to the usual quarter_of_an_hour's
supplication before meat, and would have tacked another to the end
of the grace, had not his young mistress broken in upon him with a
hurried command that he must run down the road, and, wherever
Heathcliff had rambled, find and make him re_enter directly!


'I want to speak to him, and I MUST, before I go upstairs,' she
said.  'And the gate is open:  he is somewhere out of hearing; for
he would not reply, though I shouted at the top of the fold as loud
as I could.'


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Joseph objected at first; she was too much in earnest, however, to
suffer contradiction; and at last he placed his hat on his head,
and walked grumbling forth.  Meantime, Catherine paced up and down
the floor, exclaiming _ 'I wonder where he is _ I wonder where he
can be!  What did I say, Nelly?  I've forgotten.  Was he vexed at
my bad humour this afternoon?  Dear! tell me what I've said to
grieve him?  I do wish he'd come.  I do wish he would!'


'What a noise for nothing!' I cried, though rather uneasy myself.
'What a trifle scares you!  It's surely no great cause of alarm
that Heathcliff should take a moonlight saunter on the moors, or
even lie too sulky to speak to us in the hay_loft.  I'll engage
he's lurking there.  See if I don't ferret him out!'


I departed to renew my search; its result was disappointment, and
Joseph's quest ended in the same.


'Yon lad gets war und war!' observed he on re_entering.  'He's left
th' gate at t' full swing, and Miss's pony has trodden dahn two
rigs o' corn, and plottered through, raight o'er into t' meadow!
Hahsomdiver, t' maister 'ull play t' devil to_morn, and he'll do
weel.  He's patience itsseln wi' sich careless, offald craters _
patience itsseln he is!  Bud he'll not be soa allus _ yah's see,
all on ye!  Yah mun'n't drive him out of his heead for nowt!'


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'Have you found Heathcliff, you ass?' interrupted Catherine.  'Have
you been looking for him, as I ordered?'


'I sud more likker look for th' horse,' he replied.  'It 'ud be to
more sense.  Bud I can look for norther horse nur man of a neeght
loike this _ as black as t' chimbley! und Heathcliff's noan t' chap
to coom at MY whistle _ happen he'll be less hard o' hearing wi'
YE!'


It WAS a very dark evening for summer:  the clouds appeared
inclined to thunder, and I said we had better all sit down; the
approaching rain would be certain to bring him home without further
trouble.  However, Catherine would hot be persuaded into
tranquillity.  She kept wandering to and fro, from the gate to the
door, in a state of agitation which permitted no repose; and at
length took up a permanent situation on one side of the wall, near
the road:  where, heedless of my expostulations and the growling
thunder, and the great drops that began to plash around her, she
remained, calling at intervals, and then listening, and then crying
outright.  She beat Hareton, or any child, at a good passionate fit
of crying.


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About midnight, while we still sat up, the storm came rattling over
the Heights in full fury.  There was a violent wind, as well as
thunder, and either one or the other split a tree off at the corner
of the building:  a huge bough fell across the roof, and knocked
down a portion of the east chimney_stack, sending a clatter of
stones and soot into the kitchen_fire.  We thought a bolt had
fallen in the middle of us; and Joseph swung on to his knees,
beseeching the Lord to remember the patriarchs Noah and Lot, and,
as in former times, spare the righteous, though he smote the
ungodly.  I felt some sentiment that it must be a judgment on us
also.  The Jonah, in my mind, was Mr. Earnshaw; and I shook the
handle of his den that I might ascertain if he were yet living.  He
replied audibly enough, in a fashion which made my companion
vociferate, more clamorously than before, that a wide distinction
might be drawn between saints like himself and sinners like his
master.  But the uproar passed away in twenty minutes, leaving us
all unharmed; excepting Cathy, who got thoroughly drenched for her
obstinacy in refusing to take shelter, and standing bonnetless and
shawl_less to catch as much water as she could with her hair and
clothes.  She came in and lay down on the settle, all soaked as she
was, turning her face to the back, and putting her hands before it.


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'Well, Miss!' I exclaimed, touching her shoulder; 'you are not bent
on getting your death, are you?  Do you know what o'clock it is?
Half_past twelve.  Come, come to bed! there's no use waiting any
longer on that foolish boy:  he'll be gone to Gimmerton, and he'll
stay there now.  He guesses we shouldn't wait for him till this
late hour:  at least, he guesses that only Mr. Hindley would be up;
and he'd rather avoid having the door opened by the master.'


'Nay, nay, he's noan at Gimmerton,' said Joseph.  'I's niver wonder
but he's at t' bothom of a bog_hoile.  This visitation worn't for
nowt, and I wod hev' ye to look out, Miss _ yah muh be t' next.
Thank Hivin for all!  All warks togither for gooid to them as is
chozzen, and piked out fro' th' rubbidge!  Yah knaw whet t'
Scripture ses.'  And he began quoting several texts, referring us
to chapters and verses where we might find them.


I, having vainly begged the wilful girl to rise and remove her wet
things, left him preaching and her shivering, and betook myself to
bed with little Hareton, who slept as fast as if everyone had been
sleeping round him.  I heard Joseph read on a while afterwards;
then I distinguished his slow step on the ladder, and then I
dropped asleep.


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Coming down somewhat later than usual, I saw, by the sunbeams
piercing the chinks of the shutters, Miss Catherine still seated
near the fireplace.  The house_door was ajar, too; light entered
from its unclosed windows; Hindley had come out, and stood on the
kitchen hearth, haggard and drowsy.


'What ails you, Cathy?' he was saying when I entered:  'you look as
dismal as a drowned whelp.  Why are you so damp and pale, child?'


'I've been wet,' she answered reluctantly, 'and I'm cold, that's
all.'


'Oh, she is naughty!' I cried, perceiving the master to be
tolerably sober.  'She got steeped in the shower of yesterday
evening, and there she has sat the night through, and I couldn't
prevail on her to stir.'


Mr. Earnshaw stared at us in surprise.  'The night through,' he
repeated.  'What kept her up? not fear of the thunder, surely?
That was over hours since.'


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Neither of us wished to mention Heathcliff's absence, as long as we
could conceal it; so I replied, I didn't know how she took it into
her head to sit up; and she said nothing.  The morning was fresh
and cool; I threw back the lattice, and presently the room filled
with sweet scents from the garden; but Catherine called peevishly
to me, 'Ellen, shut the window.  I'm starving!'  And her teeth
chattered as she shrank closer to the almost extinguished embers.


'She's ill,' said Hindley, taking her wrist; 'I suppose that's the
reason she would not go to bed.  Damn it!  I don't want to be
troubled with more sickness here.  What took you into the rain?'


'Running after t' lads, as usuald!' croaked Joseph, catching an
opportunity from our hesitation to thrust in his evil tongue.  'If
I war yah, maister, I'd just slam t' boards i' their faces all on
'em, gentle and simple!  Never a day ut yah're off, but yon cat o'
Linton comes sneaking hither; and Miss Nelly, shoo's a fine lass!
shoo sits watching for ye i' t' kitchen; and as yah're in at one
door, he's out at t'other; and, then, wer grand lady goes a_
courting of her side!  It's bonny behaviour, lurking amang t'
fields, after twelve o' t' night, wi' that fahl, flaysome divil of
a gipsy, Heathcliff!  They think I'M blind; but I'm noan:  nowt ut
t' soart! _ I seed young Linton boath coming and going, and I seed
YAH' (directing his discourse to me), 'yah gooid fur nowt,
slattenly witch! nip up and bolt into th' house, t' minute yah
heard t' maister's horse_fit clatter up t' road.'
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'Silence, eavesdropper!' cried Catherine; 'none of your insolence
before me!  Edgar Linton came yesterday by chance, Hindley; and it
was I who told him to be off:  because I knew you would not like to
have met him as you were.'


'You lie, Cathy, no doubt,' answered her brother, 'and you are a
confounded simpleton!  But never mind Linton at present:  tell me,
were you not with Heathcliff last night?  Speak the truth, now.
You need not he afraid of harming him:  though I hate him as much
as ever, he did me a good turn a short time since that will make my
conscience tender of breaking his neck.  To prevent it, I shall
send him about his business this very morning; and after he's gone,
I'd advise you all to look sharp:  I shall only have the more
humour for you.'


'I never saw Heathcliff last night,' answered Catherine, beginning
to sob bitterly:  'and if you do turn him out of doors, I'll go
with him.  But, perhaps, you'll never have an opportunity:
perhaps, he's gone.'  Here she burst into uncontrollable grief, and
the remainder of her words were inarticulate.


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Hindley lavished on her a torrent of scornful abuse, and bade her
get to her room immediately, or she shouldn't cry for nothing!  I
obliged her to obey; and I shall never forget what a scene she
acted when we reached her chamber:  it terrified me.  I thought she
was going mad, and I begged Joseph to run for the doctor.  It
proved the commencement of delirium:  Mr. Kenneth, as soon as he
saw her, pronounced her dangerously ill; she had a fever.  He bled
her, and he told me to let her live on whey and water_gruel, and
take care she did not throw herself downstairs or out of the
window; and then he left:  for he had enough to do in the parish,
where two or three miles was the ordinary distance between cottage
and cottage.


Though I cannot say I made a gentle nurse, and Joseph and the
master were no better, and though our patient was as wearisome and
headstrong as a patient could be, she weathered it through.  Old
Mrs. Linton paid us several visits, to be sure, and set things to
rights, and scolded and ordered us all; and when Catherine was
convalescent, she insisted on conveying her to Thrushcross Grange:
for which deliverance we were very grateful.  But the poor dame had
reason to repent of her kindness:  she and her husband both took
the fever, and died within a few days of each other.


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Our young lady returned to us saucier and more passionate, and
haughtier than ever.  Heathcliff had never been heard of since the
evening of the thunder_storm; and, one day, I had the misfortune,
when she had provoked me exceedingly, to lay the blame of his
disappearance on her:  where indeed it belonged, as she well knew.
From that period, for several months, she ceased to hold any
communication with me, save in the relation of a mere servant.
Joseph fell under a ban also:  he would speak his mind, and lecture
her all the same as if she were a little girl; and she esteemed
herself a woman, and our mistress, and thought that her recent
illness gave her a claim to be treated with consideration.  Then
the doctor had said that she would not bear crossing much; she
ought to have her own way; and it was nothing less than murder in
her eyes for any one to presume to stand up and contradict her.
From Mr. Earnshaw and his companions she kept aloof; and tutored by
Kenneth, and serious threats of a fit that often attended her
rages, her brother allowed her whatever she pleased to demand, and
generally avoided aggravating her fiery temper.  He was rather too
indulgent in humouring her caprices; not from affection, but from
pride:  he wished earnestly to see her bring honour to the family
by an alliance with the Lintons, and as long as she let him alone
she might trample on us like slaves, for aught he cared!  Edgar
Linton, as multitudes have been before and will be after him, was
infatuated:  and believed himself the happiest man alive on the day
he led her to Gimmerton Chapel, three years subsequent to his
father's death.


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Much against my inclination, I was persuaded to leave Wuthering
Heights and accompany her here, Little Hareton was nearly five
years old, and I had just begun to teach him his letters.  We made
a sad parting; but Catherine's tears were more powerful than ours.
When I refused to go, and when she found her entreaties did not
move me, she went lamenting to her husband and brother.  The former
offered me munificent wages; the latter ordered me to pack up:  he
wanted no women in the house, he said, now that there was no
mistress; and as to Hareton, the curate should take him in hand,
by_and_by.  And so I had but one choice left:  to do as I was
ordered.  I told the master he got rid of all decent people only to
run to ruin a little faster; I kissed Hareton, said good_by; and
since then he has been a stranger:  and it's very queer to think
it, but I've no doubt he has completely forgotten all about Ellen
Dean, and that he was ever more than all the world to her and she
to him!




At this point of the housekeeper's story she chanced to glance
towards the time_piece over the chimney; and was in amazement on
seeing the minute_hand measure half_past one.  She would not hear
of staying a second longer:  in truth, I felt rather disposed to
defer the sequel of her narrative myself.  And now that she is
vanished to her rest, and I have meditated for another hour or two,
I shall summon courage to go also, in spite of aching laziness of
head and limbs.


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Wuthering Heights Deluxe Edition CHAPTER 10






A CHARMING introduction to a hermit's life!  Four weeks' torture,
tossing, and sickness!  Oh, these bleak winds and bitter northern
skies, and impassable roads, and dilatory country surgeons!  And
oh, this dearth of the human physiognomy! and, worse than all, the
terrible intimation of Kenneth that I need not expect to be out of
doors till spring!


Mr. Heathcliff has just honoured me with a call.  About seven days
ago he sent me a brace of grouse _ the last of the season.
Scoundrel!  He is not altogether guiltless in this illness of mine;
and that I had a great mind to tell him.  But, alas! how could I
offend a man who was charitable enough to sit at my bedside a good
hour, and talk on some other subject than pills and draughts,
blisters and leeches?  This is quite an easy interval.  I am too
weak to read; yet I feel as if I could enjoy something interesting.
Why not have up Mrs. Dean to finish her tale?  I can recollect its
chief incidents, as far as she had gone.  Yes:  I remember her hero
had run off, and never been heard of for three years; and the
heroine was married.  I'll ring:  she'll be delighted to find me
capable of talking cheerfully.  Mrs. Dean came.
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'It wants twenty minutes, sir, to taking the medicine,' she
commenced.


'Away, away with it!' I replied; 'I desire to have _ '


'The doctor says you must drop the powders.'


'With all my heart!  Don't interrupt me.  Come and take your seat
here.  Keep your fingers from that bitter phalanx of vials.  Draw
your knitting out of your pocket _ that will do _ now continue the
history of Mr. Heathcliff, from where you left off, to the present
day.  Did he finish his education on the Continent, and come back a
gentleman? or did he get a sizar's place at college, or escape to
America, and earn honours by drawing blood from his foster_country?
or make a fortune more promptly on the English highways?'


'He may have done a little in all these vocations, Mr. Lockwood;
but I couldn't give my word for any.  I stated before that I didn't
know how he gained his money; neither am I aware of the means he
took to raise his mind from the savage ignorance into which it was
sunk:  but, with your leave, I'll proceed in my own fashion, if you
think it will amuse and not weary you.  Are you feeling better this
morning?'


'Much.'
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'That's good news.'




I got Miss Catherine and myself to Thrushcross Grange; and, to my
agreeable disappointment, she behaved infinitely better than I
dared to expect.  She seemed almost over_fond of Mr. Linton; and
even to his sister she showed plenty of affection.  They were both
very attentive to her comfort, certainly.  It was not the thorn
bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the
thorn.  There were no mutual concessions:  one stood erect, and the
others yielded:  and who can be ill_natured and bad_tempered when
they encounter neither opposition nor indifference?  I observed
that Mr. Edgar had a deep_rooted fear of ruffling her humour.  He
concealed it from her; but if ever he heard me answer sharply, or
saw any other servant grow cloudy at some imperious order of hers,
he would show his trouble by a frown of displeasure that never
darkened on his own account.  He many a time spoke sternly to me
about my pertness; and averred that the stab of a knife could not
inflict a worse pang than he suffered at seeing his lady vexed.
Not to grieve a kind master, I learned to be less touchy; and, for
the space of half a year, the gunpowder lay as harmless as sand,
because no fire came near to explode it.  Catherine had seasons of
gloom and silence now and then:  they were respected with
sympathising silence by her husband, who ascribed them to an
alteration in her constitution, produced by her perilous illness;
as she was never subject to depression of spirits before.  The
return of sunshine was welcomed by answering sunshine from him.  I
believe I may assert that they were really in possession of deep
and growing happiness.


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It ended.  Well, we MUST be for ourselves in the long run; the mild
and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering; and
it ended when circumstances caused each to feel that the one's
interest was not the chief consideration in the other's thoughts.
On a mellow evening in September, I was coming from the garden with
a heavy basket of apples which I had been gathering.  It had got
dusk, and the moon looked over the high wall of the court, causing
undefined shadows to lurk in the corners of the numerous projecting
portions of the building.  I set my burden on the house_steps by
the kitchen_door, and lingered to rest, and drew in a few more
breaths of the soft, sweet air; my eyes were on the moon, and my
back to the entrance, when I heard a voice behind me say, _ 'Nelly,
is that you?'


It was a deep voice, and foreign in tone; yet there was something
in the manner of pronouncing my name which made it sound familiar.
I turned about to discover who spoke, fearfully; for the doors were
shut, and I had seen nobody on approaching the steps.  Something
stirred in the porch; and, moving nearer, I distinguished a tall
man dressed in dark clothes, with dark face and hair.  He leant
against the side, and held his fingers on the latch as if intending
to open for himself.  'Who can it be?' I thought.  'Mr. Earnshaw?
Oh, no!  The voice has no resemblance to his.'


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'I have waited here an hour,' he resumed, while I continued
staring; 'and the whole of that time all round has been as still as
death.  I dared not enter.  You do not know me?  Look, I'm not a
stranger!'


A ray fell on his features; the cheeks were sallow, and half
covered with black whiskers; the brows lowering, the eyes deep_set
and singular.  I remembered the eyes.


'What!' I cried, uncertain whether to regard him as a worldly
visitor, and I raised my hands in amazement.  'What! you come back?
Is it really you?  Is it?'


'Yes, Heathcliff,' he replied, glancing from me up to the windows,
which reflected a score of glittering moons, but showed no lights
from within.  'Are they at home? where is she?  Nelly, you are not
glad! you needn't be so disturbed.  Is she here?  Speak!  I want to
have one word with her _ your mistress.  Go, and say some person
from Gimmerton desires to see her.'


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'How will she take it?' I exclaimed.  'What will she do?  The
surprise bewilders me _ it will put her out of her head!  And you
ARE Heathcliff!  But altered!  Nay, there's no comprehending it.
Have you been for a soldier?'


'Go and carry my message,' he interrupted, impatiently.  'I'm in
hell till you do!'


He lifted the latch, and I entered; but when I got to the parlour
where Mr. and Mrs. Linton were, I could not persuade myself to
proceed.  At length I resolved on making an excuse to ask if they
would have the candles lighted, and I opened the door.


They sat together in a window whose lattice lay back against the
wall, and displayed, beyond the garden trees, and the wild green
park, the valley of Gimmerton, with a long line of mist winding
nearly to its top (for very soon after you pass the chapel, as you
may have noticed, the sough that runs from the marshes joins a beck
which follows the bend of the glen).  Wuthering Heights rose above
this silvery vapour; but our old house was invisible; it rather
dips down on the other side.  Both the room and its occupants, and
the scene they gazed on, looked wondrously peaceful.  I shrank
reluctantly from performing my errand; and was actually going away
leaving it unsaid, after having put my question about the candles,
when a sense of my folly compelled me to return, and mutter, 'A
person from Gimmerton wishes to see you ma'am.'


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'What does he want?' asked Mrs. Linton.


'I did not question him,' I answered.


'Well, close the curtains, Nelly,' she said; 'and bring up tea.
I'll be back again directly.'


She quitted the apartment; Mr. Edgar inquired, carelessly, who it
was.


'Some one mistress does not expect,' I replied.  'That Heathcliff _
you recollect him, sir _ who used to live at Mr. Earnshaw's.'


'What! the gipsy _ the ploughboy?' he cried.  'Why did you not say
so to Catherine?'


'Hush! you must not call him by those names, master,' I said.
'She'd be sadly grieved to hear you.  She was nearly heartbroken
when he ran off.  I guess his return will make a jubilee to her.'


Mr. Linton walked to a window on the other side of the room that
overlooked the court.  He unfastened it, and leant out.  I suppose
they were below, for he exclaimed quickly:  'Don't stand there,
love!  Bring the person in, if it be anyone particular.'  Ere long,
I heard the click of the latch, and Catherine flew up_stairs,
breathless and wild; too excited to show gladness:  indeed, by her
face, you would rather have surmised an awful calamity.


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'Oh, Edgar, Edgar!' she panted, flinging her arms round his neck.
'Oh, Edgar darling!  Heathcliff's come back _ he is!'  And she
tightened her embrace to a squeeze.


'Well, well,' cried her husband, crossly, 'don't strangle me for
that!  He never struck me as such a marvellous treasure.  There is
no need to be frantic!'


'I know you didn't like him,' she answered, repressing a little the
intensity of her delight.  'Yet, for my sake, you must be friends
now.  Shall I tell him to come up?'


'Here,' he said, 'into the parlour?'


'Where else?' she asked.


He looked vexed, and suggested the kitchen as a more suitable place
for him.  Mrs. Linton eyed him with a droll expression _ half
angry, half laughing at his fastidiousness.


'No,' she added, after a while; 'I cannot sit in the kitchen.  Set
two tables here, Ellen:  one for your master and Miss Isabella,
being gentry; the other for Heathcliff and myself, being of the
lower orders.  Will that please you, dear?  Or must I have a fire
lighted elsewhere?  If so, give directions.  I'll run down and
secure my guest.  I'm afraid the joy is too great to be real!'


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She was about to dart off again; but Edgar arrested her.


'YOU bid him step up,' he said, addressing me; 'and, Catherine, try
to be glad, without being absurd.  The whole household need not
witness the sight of your welcoming a runaway servant as a
brother.'


I descended, and found Heathcliff waiting under the porch,
evidently anticipating an invitation to enter.  He followed my
guidance without waste of words, and I ushered him into the
presence of the master and mistress, whose flushed cheeks betrayed
signs of warm talking.  But the lady's glowed with another feeling
when her friend appeared at the door:  she sprang forward, took
both his hands, and led him to Linton; and then she seized Linton's
reluctant fingers and crushed them into his.  Now, fully revealed
by the fire and candlelight, I was amazed, more than ever, to
behold the transformation of Heathcliff.  He had grown a tall,
athletic, well_formed man; beside whom my master seemed quite
slender and youth_like.  His upright carriage suggested the idea of
his having been in the army.  His countenance was much older in
expression and decision of feature than Mr. Linton's; it looked
intelligent, and retained no marks of former degradation.  A half_
civilised ferocity lurked yet in the depressed brows and eyes full
of black fire, but it was subdued; and his manner was even
dignified:  quite divested of roughness, though stern for grace.
My master's surprise equalled or exceeded mine:  he remained for a
minute at a loss how to address the ploughboy, as he had called
him.  Heathcliff dropped his slight hand, and stood looking at him
coolly till he chose to speak.


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'Sit down, sir,' he said, at length.  'Mrs. Linton, recalling old
times, would have me give you a cordial reception; and, of course,
I am gratified when anything occurs to please her.'


'And I also,' answered Heathcliff, 'especially if it be anything in
which I have a part.  I shall stay an hour or two willingly.'


He took a seat opposite Catherine, who kept her gaze fixed on him
as if she feared he would vanish were she to remove it.  He did not
raise his to her often:  a quick glance now and then sufficed; but
it flashed back, each time more confidently, the undisguised
delight he drank from hers.  They were too much absorbed in their
mutual joy to suffer embarrassment.  Not so Mr. Edgar:  he grew
pale with pure annoyance:  a feeling that reached its climax when
his lady rose, and stepping across the rug, seized Heathcliff's
hands again, and laughed like one beside herself.


'I shall think it a dream to_morrow!' she cried.  'I shall not be
able to believe that I have seen, and touched, and spoken to you
once more.  And yet, cruel Heathcliff! you don't deserve this
welcome.  To be absent and silent for three years, and never to
think of me!'


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'A little more than you have thought of me,' he murmured.  'I heard
of your marriage, Cathy, not long since; and, while waiting in the
yard below, I meditated this plan _ just to have one glimpse of
your face, a stare of surprise, perhaps, and pretended pleasure;
afterwards settle my score with Hindley; and then prevent the law
by doing execution on myself.  Your welcome has put these ideas out
of my mind; but beware of meeting me with another aspect next time!
Nay, you'll not drive me off again.  You were really sorry for me,
were you?  Well, there was cause.  I've fought through a bitter
life since I last heard your voice; and you must forgive me, for I
struggled only for you!'


'Catherine, unless we are to have cold tea, please to come to the
table,' interrupted Linton, striving to preserve his ordinary tone,
and a due measure of politeness.  'Mr. Heathcliff will have a long
walk, wherever he may lodge to_night; and I'm thirsty.'


She took her post before the urn; and Miss Isabella came, summoned
by the bell; then, having handed their chairs forward, I left the
room.  The meal hardly endured ten minutes.  Catherine's cup was
never filled:  she could neither eat nor drink.  Edgar had made a
slop in his saucer, and scarcely swallowed a mouthful.  Their guest
did not protract his stay that evening above an hour longer.  I
asked, as he departed, if he went to Gimmerton?


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'No, to Wuthering Heights,' he answered:  'Mr. Earnshaw invited me,
when I called this morning.'


Mr. Earnshaw invited HIM! and HE called on Mr. Earnshaw!  I
pondered this sentence painfully, after he was gone.  Is he turning
out a bit of a hypocrite, and coming into the country to work
mischief under a cloak?  I mused:  I had a presentiment in the
bottom of my heart that he had better have remained away.


About the middle of the night, I was wakened from my first nap by
Mrs. Linton gliding into my chamber, taking a seat on my bedside,
and pulling me by the hair to rouse me.


'I cannot rest, Ellen,' she said, by way of apology.  'And I want
some living creature to keep me company in my happiness!  Edgar is
sulky, because I'm glad of a thing that does not interest him:  he
refuses to open his mouth, except to utter pettish, silly speeches;
and he affirmed I was cruel and selfish for wishing to talk when he
was so sick and sleepy.  He always contrives to be sick at the
least cross!  I gave a few sentences of commendation to Heathcliff,
and he, either for a headache or a pang of envy, began to cry:  so
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'What use is it praising Heathcliff to him?' I answered.  'As lads
they had an aversion to each other, and Heathcliff would hate just
as much to hear him praised:  it's human nature.  Let Mr. Linton
alone about him, unless you would like an open quarrel between
them.'


'But does it not show great weakness?' pursued she.  'I'm not
envious:  I never feel hurt at the brightness of Isabella's yellow
hair and the whiteness of her skin, at her dainty elegance, and the
fondness all the family exhibit for her.  Even you, Nelly, if we
have a dispute sometimes, you back Isabella at once; and I yield
like a foolish mother:  I call her a darling, and flatter her into
a good temper.  It pleases her brother to see us cordial, and that
pleases me.  But they are very much alike:  they are spoiled
children, and fancy the world was made for their accommodation; and
though I humour both, I think a smart chastisement might improve
them all the same.'


'You're mistaken, Mrs. Linton,' said I.  'They humour you:  I know
what there would be to do if they did not.  You can well afford to
indulge their passing whims as long as their business is to
anticipate all your desires.  You may, however, fall out, at last,
over something of equal consequence to both sides; and then those
you term weak are very capable of being as obstinate as you.'
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'And then we shall fight to the death, sha'n't we, Nelly?' she
returned, laughing.  'No! I tell you, I have such faith in Linton's
love, that I believe I might kill him, and he wouldn't wish to
retaliate.'


I advised her to value him the more for his affection.


'I do,' she answered, 'but he needn't resort to whining for
trifles.  It is childish and, instead of melting into tears because
I said that Heathcliff was now worthy of anyone's regard, and it
would honour the first gentleman in the country to be his friend,
he ought to have said it for me, and been delighted from sympathy.
He must get accustomed to him, and he may as well like him:
considering how Heathcliff has reason to object to him, I'm sure he
behaved excellently!'


'What do you think of his going to Wuthering Heights?' I inquired.
'He is reformed in every respect, apparently:  quite a Christian:
offering the right hand of fellowship to his enemies all around!'


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'He explained it,' she replied.  'I wonder as much as you.  He said
he called to gather information concerning me from you, supposing
you resided there still; and Joseph told Hindley, who came out and
fell to questioning him of what he had been doing, and how he had
been living; and finally, desired him to walk in.  There were some
persons sitting at cards; Heathcliff joined them; my brother lost
some money to him, and, finding him plentifully supplied, he
requested that he would come again in the evening:  to which he
consented.  Hindley is too reckless to select his acquaintance
prudently:  he doesn't trouble himself to reflect on the causes he
might have for mistrusting one whom he has basely injured.  But
Heathcliff affirms his principal reason for resuming a connection
with his ancient persecutor is a wish to instal himself in quarters
at walking distance from the Grange, and an attachment to the house
where we lived together; and likewise a hope that I shall have more
opportunities of seeing him there than I could have if he settled
in Gimmerton.  He means to offer liberal payment for permission to
lodge at the Heights; and doubtless my brother's covetousness will
prompt him to accept the terms:  he was always greedy; though what
he grasps with one hand he flings away with the other.'


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'It's a nice place for a young man to fix his dwelling in!' said I.
'Have you no fear of the consequences, Mrs. Linton?'


'None for my friend,' she replied:  'his strong head will keep him
from danger; a little for Hindley:  but he can't be made morally
worse than he is; and I stand between him and bodily harm.  The
event of this evening has reconciled me to God and humanity!  I had
risen in angry rebellion against Providence.  Oh, I've endured
very, very bitter misery, Nelly!  If that creature knew how bitter,
he'd be ashamed to cloud its removal with idle petulance.  It was
kindness for him which induced me to bear it alone:  had I
expressed the agony I frequently felt, he would have been taught to
long for its alleviation as ardently as I.  However, it's over, and
I'll take no revenge on his folly; I can afford to suffer anything
hereafter!  Should the meanest thing alive slap me on the cheek,
I'd not only turn the other, but I'd ask pardon for provoking it;
and, as a proof, I'll go make my peace with Edgar instantly.  Good_
night!  I'm an angel!'
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In this self_complacent conviction she departed; and the success of
her fulfilled resolution was obvious on the morrow:  Mr. Linton had
not only abjured his peevishness (though his spirits seemed still
subdued by Catherine's exuberance of vivacity), but he ventured no
objection to her taking Isabella with her to Wuthering Heights in
the afternoon; and she rewarded him with such a summer of sweetness
and affection in return as made the house a paradise for several
days; both master and servants profiting from the perpetual
sunshine.


Heathcliff _ Mr. Heathcliff I should say in future _ used the
liberty of visiting at Thrushcross Grange cautiously, at first:  he
seemed estimating how far its owner would bear his intrusion.
Catherine, also, deemed it judicious to moderate her expressions of
pleasure in receiving him; and he gradually established his right
to be expected.  He retained a great deal of the reserve for which
his boyhood was remarkable; and that served to repress all
startling demonstrations of feeling.  My master's uneasiness
experienced a lull, and further circumstances diverted it into
another channel for a space.


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His new source of trouble sprang from the not anticipated
misfortune of Isabella Linton evincing a sudden and irresistible
attraction towards the tolerated guest.  She was at that time a
charming young lady of eighteen; infantile in manners, though
possessed of keen wit, keen feelings, and a keen temper, too, if
irritated.  Her brother, who loved her tenderly, was appalled at
this fantastic preference.  Leaving aside the degradation of an
alliance with a nameless man, and the possible fact that his
property, in default of heirs male, might pass into such a one's
power, he had sense to comprehend Heathcliff's disposition:  to
know that, though his exterior was altered, his mind was
unchangeable and unchanged.  And he dreaded that mind:  it revolted
him:  he shrank forebodingly from the idea of committing Isabella
to its keeping.  He would have recoiled still more had he been
aware that her attachment rose unsolicited, and was bestowed where
it awakened no reciprocation of sentiment; for the minute he
discovered its existence he laid the blame on Heathcliff's
deliberate designing.
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We had all remarked, during some time, that Miss Linton fretted and
pined over something.  She grew cross and wearisome; snapping at
and teasing Catherine continually, at the imminent risk of
exhausting her limited patience.  We excused her, to a certain
extent, on the plea of ill_health:  she was dwindling and fading
before our eyes.  But one day, when she had been peculiarly
wayward, rejecting her breakfast, complaining that the servants did
not do what she told them; that the mistress would allow her to be
nothing in the house, and Edgar neglected her; that she had caught
a cold with the doors being left open, and we let the parlour fire
go out on purpose to vex her, with a hundred yet more frivolous
accusations, Mrs. Linton peremptorily insisted that she should get
to bed; and, having scolded her heartily, threatened to send for
the doctor.  Mention of Kenneth caused her to exclaim, instantly,
that her health was perfect, and it was only Catherine's harshness
which made her unhappy.


'How can you say I am harsh, you naughty fondling?' cried the
mistress, amazed at the unreasonable assertion.  'You are surely
losing your reason.  When have I been hash, tell me?'


'Yesterday,' sobbed Isabella, 'and now!'


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'Yesterday!' said her sister_in_law.  'On what occasion?'


'In our walk along the moor:  you told me to ramble where I
pleased, while you sauntered on with Mr. Heathcliff?'


'And that's your notion of harshness?' said Catherine, laughing.
'It was no hint that your company was superfluous?  We didn't care
whether you kept with us or not; I merely thought Heathcliff's talk
would have nothing entertaining for your ears.'


'Oh, no,' wept the young lady; 'you wished me away, because you
knew I liked to be there!'


'Is she sane?' asked Mrs. Linton, appealing to me.  'I'll repeat
our conversation, word for word, Isabella; and you point out any
charm it could have had for you.'


'I don't mind the conversation,' she answered:  'I wanted to be
with _ '
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"Well?' said Catherine, perceiving her hesitate to complete the
sentence.


'With him:  and I won't be always sent off!' she continued,
kindling up.  'You are a dog in the manger, Cathy, and desire no
one to be loved but yourself!'


'You are an impertinent little monkey!' exclaimed Mrs. Linton, in
surprise.  'But I'll not believe this idiotcy!  It is impossible
that you can covet the admiration of Heathcliff _ that you consider
him an agreeable person!  I hope I have misunderstood you,
Isabella?'


'No, you have not,' said the infatuated girl.  'I love him more
than ever you loved Edgar, and he might love me, if you would let
him!'
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'I wouldn't be you for a kingdom, then!' Catherine declared,
emphatically:  and she seemed to speak sincerely.  'Nelly, help me
to convince her of her madness.  Tell her what Heathcliff is:  an
unreclaimed creature, without refinement, without cultivation; an
arid wilderness of furze and whinstone.  I'd as soon put that
little canary into the park on a winter's day, as recommend you to
bestow your heart on him!  It is deplorable ignorance of his
character, child, and nothing else, which makes that dream enter
your head.  Pray, don't imagine that he conceals depths of
benevolence and affection beneath a stern exterior!  He's not a
rough diamond _ a pearl_containing oyster of a rustic:  he's a
fierce, pitiless, wolfish man.  I never say to him, "Let this or
that enemy alone, because it would be ungenerous or cruel to harm
them;" I say, "Let them alone, because I should hate them to be
wronged:" and he'd crush you like a sparrow's egg, Isabella, if he
found you a troublesome charge.  I know he couldn't love a Linton;
and yet he'd be quite capable of marrying your fortune and
expectations:  avarice is growing with him a besetting sin.
There's my picture:  and I'm his friend _ so much so, that had he
thought seriously to catch you, I should, perhaps, have held my
tongue, and let you fall into his trap.'
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Miss Linton regarded her sister_in_law with indignation.


'For shame! for shame!' she repeated, angrily.  'You are worse than
twenty foes, you poisonous friend!'


'Ah! you won't believe me, then?' said Catherine.  'You think I
speak from wicked selfishness?'


'I'm certain you do,' retorted Isabella; 'and I shudder at you!'


'Good!' cried the other.  'Try for yourself, if that be your
spirit:  I have done, and yield the argument to your saucy
insolence.' _


'And I must suffer for her egotism!' she sobbed, as Mrs. Linton
left the room.  'All, all is against me:  she has blighted my
single consolation.  But she uttered falsehoods, didn't she?  Mr.
Heathcliff is not a fiend:  he has an honourable soul, and a true
one, or how could he remember her?'
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'Banish him from your thoughts, Miss,' I said.  'He's a bird of bad
omen:  no mate for you.  Mrs. Linton spoke strongly, and yet I
can't contradict her.  She is better acquainted with his heart than
I, or any one besides; and she never would represent him as worse
than he is.  Honest people don't hide their deeds.  How has he been
living? how has he got rich? why is he staying at Wuthering
Heights, the house of a man whom he abhors?  They say Mr. Earnshaw
is worse and worse since he came.  They sit up all night together
continually, and Hindley has been borrowing money on his land, and
does nothing but play and drink:  I heard only a week ago _ it was
Joseph who told me _ I met him at Gimmerton:  "Nelly," he said,
"we's hae a crowner's 'quest enow, at ahr folks'.  One on 'em 's
a'most getten his finger cut off wi' hauding t' other fro' stickin'
hisseln loike a cawlf.  That's maister, yeah knaw, 'at 's soa up o'
going tuh t' grand 'sizes.  He's noan feared o' t' bench o' judges,
norther Paul, nur Peter, nur John, nur Matthew, nor noan on 'em,
not he!  He fair likes _ he langs to set his brazened face agean
'em!  And yon bonny lad Heathcliff, yah mind, he's a rare 'un.  He
can girn a laugh as well 's onybody at a raight divil's jest.  Does
he niver say nowt of his fine living amang us, when he goes to t'
Grange?  This is t' way on 't:_ up at sun_down:  dice, brandy,
cloised shutters, und can'le_light till next day at noon:  then,
t'fooil gangs banning und raving to his cham'er, makking dacent
fowks dig thur fingers i' thur lugs fur varry shame; un' the knave,
why he can caint his brass, un' ate, un' sleep, un' off to his
neighbour's to gossip wi' t' wife.  I' course, he tells Dame
Catherine how her fathur's goold runs into his pocket, and her
fathur's son gallops down t' broad road, while he flees afore to
oppen t' pikes!"  Now, Miss Linton, Joseph is an old rascal, but no
liar; and, if his account of Heathcliff's conduct be true, you
would never think of desiring such a husband, would you?'
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'You are leagued with the rest, Ellen!' she replied.  'I'll not
listen to your slanders.  What malevolence you must have to wish to
convince me that there is no happiness in the world!'


Whether she would have got over this fancy if left to herself, or
persevered in nursing it perpetually, I cannot say:  she had little
time to reflect.  The day after, there was a justice_meeting at the
next town; my master was obliged to attend; and Mr. Heathcliff,
aware of his absence, called rather earlier than usual.  Catherine
and Isabella were sitting in the library, on hostile terms, but
silent:  the latter alarmed at her recent indiscretion, and the
disclosure she had made of her secret feelings in a transient fit
of passion; the former, on mature consideration, really offended
with her companion; and, if she laughed again at her pertness,
inclined to make it no laughing matter to her.  She did laugh as
she saw Heathcliff pass the window.  I was sweeping the hearth, and
I noticed a mischievous smile on her lips.  Isabella, absorbed in
her meditations, or a book, remained till the door opened; and it
was too late to attempt an escape, which she would gladly have done
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'Come in, that's right!' exclaimed the mistress, gaily, pulling a
chair to the fire.  'Here are two people sadly in need of a third
to thaw the ice between them; and you are the very one we should
both of us choose.  Heathcliff, I'm proud to show you, at last,
somebody that dotes on you more than myself.  I expect you to feel
flattered.  Nay, it's not Nelly; don't look at her!  My poor little
sister_in_law is breaking her heart by mere contemplation of your
physical and moral beauty.  It lies in your own power to be Edgar's
brother!  No, no, Isabella, you sha'n't run off,' she continued,
arresting, with feigned playfulness, the confounded girl, who had
risen indignantly.  'We were quarrelling like cats about you,
Heathcliff; and I was fairly beaten in protestations of devotion
and admiration:  and, moreover, I was informed that if I would but
have the manners to stand aside, my rival, as she will have herself
to be, would shoot a shaft into your soul that would fix you for
ever, and send my image into eternal oblivion!'


'Catherine!' said Isabella, calling up her dignity, and disdaining
to struggle from the tight grasp that held her, 'I'd thank you to
adhere to the truth and not slander me, even in joke!  Mr.
Heathcliff, be kind enough to bid this friend of yours release me:
she forgets that you and I are not intimate acquaintances; and what
amuses her is painful to me beyond expression.'
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As the guest answered nothing, but took his seat, and looked
thoroughly indifferent what sentiments she cherished concerning
him, she turned and whispered an earnest appeal for liberty to her
tormentor.


'By no means!' cried Mrs. Linton in answer.  'I won't be named a
dog in the manger again.  You SHALL stay:  now then!  Heathcliff,
why don't you evince satisfaction at my pleasant news?  Isabella
swears that the love Edgar has for me is nothing to that she
entertains for you.  I'm sure she made some speech of the kind; did
she not, Ellen?  And she has fasted ever since the day before
yesterday's walk, from sorrow and rage that I despatched her out of
your society under the idea of its being unacceptable.'


'I think you belie her,' said Heathcliff, twisting his chair to
face them.  'She wishes to be out of my society now, at any rate!'
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And he stared hard at the object of discourse, as one might do at a
strange repulsive animal:  a centipede from the Indies, for
instance, which curiosity leads one to examine in spite of the
aversion it raises.  The poor thing couldn't bear that; she grew
white and red in rapid succession, and, while tears beaded her
lashes, bent the strength of her small fingers to loosen the firm
clutch of Catherine; and perceiving that as fast as she raised one
finger off her arm another closed down, and she could not remove
the whole together, she began to make use of her nails; and their
sharpness presently ornamented the detainer's with crescents of
red.


'There's a tigress!' exclaimed Mrs. Linton, setting her free, and
shaking her hand with pain.  'Begone, for God's sake, and hide your
vixen face!  How foolish to reveal those talons to him.  Can't you
fancy the conclusions he'll draw?  Look, Heathcliff! they are
instruments that will do execution _ you must beware of your eyes.'


'I'd wrench them off her fingers, if they ever menaced me,' he
answered, brutally, when the door had closed after her.  'But what
did you mean by teasing the creature in that manner, Cathy?  You
were not speaking the truth, were you?'


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'I assure you I was,' she returned.  'She has been dying for your
sake several weeks, and raving about you this morning, and pouring
forth a deluge of abuse, because I represented your failings in a
plain light, for the purpose of mitigating her adoration.  But
don't notice it further:  I wished to punish her sauciness, that's
all.  I like her too well, my dear Heathcliff, to let you
absolutely seize and devour her up.'


'And I like her too ill to attempt it,' said he, 'except in a very
ghoulish fashion.  You'd hear of odd things if I lived alone with
that mawkish, waxen face:  the most ordinary would be painting on
its white the colours of the rainbow, and turning the blue eyes
black, every day or two:  they detestably resemble Linton's.'


'Delectably!' observed Catherine.  'They are dove's eyes _
angel's!'


'She's her brother's heir, is she not?' he asked, after a brief
silence.
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'I should be sorry to think so,' returned his companion.  'Half a
dozen nephews shall erase her title, please heaven!  Abstract your
mind from the subject at present:  you are too prone to covet your
neighbour's goods; remember THIS neighbour's goods are mine.'


'If they were MINE, they would be none the less that,' said
Heathcliff; 'but though Isabella Linton may be silly, she is
scarcely mad; and, in short, we'll dismiss the matter, as you
advise.'


From their tongues they did dismiss it; and Catherine, probably,
from her thoughts.  The other, I felt certain, recalled it often in
the course of the evening.  I saw him smile to himself _ grin
rather _ and lapse into ominous musing whenever Mrs. Linton had
occasion to be absent from the apartment.


I determined to watch his movements.  My heart invariably cleaved
to the master's, in preference to Catherine's side:  with reason I
imagined, for he was kind, and trustful, and honourable; and she _
she could not be called OPPOSITE, yet she seemed to allow herself
such wide latitude, that I had little faith in her principles, and
still less sympathy for her feelings.  I wanted something to happen
which might have the effect of freeing both Wuthering Heights and
the Grange of Mr. Heathcliff quietly; leaving us as we had been
prior to his advent.  His visits were a continual nightmare to me;
and, I suspected, to my master also.  His abode at the Heights was
an oppression past explaining.  I felt that God had forsaken the
stray sheep there to its own wicked wanderings, and an evil beast
prowled between it and the fold, waiting his time to spring and
destroy.
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Wuthering Heights Deluxe Edition CHAPTER 11




SOMETIMES, while meditating on these things in solitude, I've got
up in a sudden terror, and put on my bonnet to go see how all was
at the farm.  I've persuaded my conscience that it was a duty to
warn him how people talked regarding his ways; and then I've
recollected his confirmed bad habits, and, hopeless of benefiting
him, have flinched from re_entering the dismal house, doubting if I
could bear to be taken at my word.


One time I passed the old gate, going out of my way, on a journey
to Gimmerton.  It was about the period that my narrative has
reached:  a bright frosty afternoon; the ground bare, and the road
hard and dry.  I came to a stone where the highway branches off on
to the moor at your left hand; a rough sand_pillar, with the
letters W. H. cut on its north side, on the east, G., and on the
south_west, T. G.  It serves as a guide_post to the Grange, the
Heights, and village.  The sun shone yellow on its grey head,
reminding me of summer; and I cannot say why, but all at once a
gush of child's sensations flowed into my heart.  Hindley and I
held it a favourite spot twenty years before.  I gazed long at the
weather_worn block; and, stooping down, perceived a hole near the
bottom still full of snail_shells and pebbles, which we were fond
of storing there with more perishable things; and, as fresh as
reality, it appeared that I beheld my early playmate seated on the
withered turf:  his dark, square head bent forward, and his little
hand scooping out the earth with a piece of slate.  'Poor Hindley!'
I exclaimed, involuntarily.  I started:  my bodily eye was cheated
into a momentary belief that the child lifted its face and stared
straight into mine!  It vanished in a twinkling; but immediately I
felt an irresistible yearning to be at the Heights.  Superstition
urged me to comply with this impulse:  supposing he should be dead!
I thought _ or should die soon! _ supposing it were a sign of
death!  The nearer I got to the house the more agitated I grew; and
on catching sight of it I trembled in every limb.  The apparition
had outstripped me:  it stood looking through the gate.  That was
my first idea on observing an elf_locked, brown_eyed boy setting
his ruddy countenance against the bars.  Further reflection
suggested this must be Hareton, MY Hareton, not altered greatly
since I left him, ten months since.
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'God bless thee, darling!' I cried, forgetting instantaneously my
foolish fears.  'Hareton, it's Nelly!  Nelly, thy nurse.'


He retreated out of arm's length, and picked up a large flint.


'I am come to see thy father, Hareton,' I added, guessing from the
action that Nelly, if she lived in his memory at all, was not
recognised as one with me.


He raised his missile to hurl it; I commenced a soothing speech,
but could not stay his hand:  the stone struck my bonnet; and then
ensued, from the stammering lips of the little fellow, a string of
curses, which, whether he comprehended them or not, were delivered
with practised emphasis, and distorted his baby features into a
shocking expression of malignity.  You may be certain this grieved
more than angered me.  Fit to cry, I took an orange from my pocket,
and offered it to propitiate him.  He hesitated, and then snatched
it from my hold; as if he fancied I only intended to tempt and
disappoint him.  I showed another, keeping it out of his reach.


'Who has taught you those fine words, my bairn?' I inquired.  'The
curate?'


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'Damn the curate, and thee!  Gie me that,' he replied.


'Tell us where you got your lessons, and you shall have it,' said
I.  'Who's your master?'


'Devil daddy,' was his answer.


'And what do you learn from daddy?' I continued.


He jumped at the fruit; I raised it higher.  'What does he teach
you?' I asked.


'Naught,' said he, 'but to keep out of his gait.  Daddy cannot bide
me, because I swear at him.'


'Ah! and the devil teaches you to swear at daddy?' I observed.


'Ay _ nay,' he drawled.


'Who, then?'


'Heathcliff.'


'I asked if he liked Mr. Heathcliff.'


'Ay!' he answered again.


Desiring to have his reasons for liking him, I could only gather
the sentences _ 'I known't:  he pays dad back what he gies to me _
he curses daddy for cursing me.  He says I mun do as I will.'


'And the curate does not teach you to read and write, then?' I
pursued.


'No, I was told the curate should have his _ teeth dashed down his
_ throat, if he stepped over the threshold _ Heathcliff had
promised that!'
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I put the orange in his hand, and bade him tell his father that a
woman called Nelly Dean was waiting to speak with him, by the
garden gate.  He went up the walk, and entered the house; but,
instead of Hindley, Heathcliff appeared on the door_stones; and I
turned directly and ran down the road as hard as ever I could race,
making no halt till I gained the guide_post, and feeling as scared
as if I had raised a goblin.  This is not much connected with Miss
Isabella's affair:  except that it urged me to resolve further on
mounting vigilant guard, and doing my utmost to cheek the spread of
such bad influence at the Grange:  even though I should wake a
domestic storm, by thwarting Mrs. Linton's pleasure.


The next time Heathcliff came my young lady chanced to be feeding
some pigeons in the court.  She had never spoken a word to her
sister_in_law for three days; but she had likewise dropped her
fretful complaining, and we found it a great comfort.  Heathcliff
had not the habit of bestowing a single unnecessary civility on
Miss Linton, I knew.  Now, as soon as he beheld her, his first
precaution was to take a sweeping survey of the house_front.  I was
standing by the kitchen_window, but I drew out of sight.  He then
stepped across the pavement to her, and said something:  she seemed
embarrassed, and desirous of getting away; to prevent it, he laid
his hand on her arm.  She averted her face:  he apparently put some
question which she had no mind to answer.  There was another rapid
glance at the house, and supposing himself unseen, the scoundrel
had the impudence to embrace her.


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'Judas!  Traitor!' I ejaculated.  'You are a hypocrite, too, are
you?  A deliberate deceiver.'


'Who is, Nelly?' said Catherine's voice at my elbow:  I had been
over_intent on watching the pair outside to mark her entrance.


'Your worthless friend!' I answered, warmly:  'the sneaking rascal
yonder.  Ah, he has caught a glimpse of us _ he is coming in!  I
wonder will he have the heart to find a plausible excuse for making
love to Miss, when he told you he hated her?'


Mrs. Linton saw Isabella tear herself free, and run into the
garden; and a minute after, Heathcliff opened the door.  I couldn't
withhold giving some loose to my indignation; but Catherine angrily
insisted on silence, and threatened to order me out of the kitchen,
if I dared to be so presumptuous as to put in my insolent tongue.


'To hear you, people might think you were the mistress!' she cried.
'You want setting down in your right place!  Heathcliff, what are
you about, raising this stir?  I said you must let Isabella alone!
_ I beg you will, unless you are tired of being received here, and
wish Linton to draw the bolts against you!'


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'God forbid that he should try!' answered the black villain.  I
detested him just then.  'God keep him meek and patient!  Every day
I grow madder after sending him to heaven!'


'Hush!' said Catherine, shutting the inner door!  'Don't vex me.
Why have you disregarded my request?  Did she come across you on
purpose?'


'What is it to you?' he growled.  'I have a right to kiss her, if
she chooses; and you have no right to object.  I am not YOUR
husband:  YOU needn't be jealous of me!'


'I'm not jealous of you,' replied the mistress; 'I'm jealous for
you.  Clear your face:  you sha'n't scowl at me!  If you like
Isabella, you shall marry her.  But do you like her?  Tell the
truth, Heathcliff!  There, you won't answer.  I'm certain you
don't.'


'And would Mr. Linton approve of his sister marrying that man?' I
inquired.
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'Mr. Linton should approve,' returned my lady, decisively.


'He might spare himself the trouble,' said Heathcliff:  'I could do
as well without his approbation.  And as to you, Catherine, I have
a mind to speak a few words now, while we are at it.  I want you to
be aware that I KNOW you have treated me infernally _ infernally!
Do you hear?  And if you flatter yourself that I don't perceive it,
you are a fool; and if you think I can be consoled by sweet words,
you are an idiot:  and if you fancy I'll suffer unrevenged, I'll
convince you of the contrary, in a very little while!  Meantime,
thank you for telling me your sister_in_law's secret:  I swear I'll
make the most of it.  And stand you aside!'


'What new phase of his character is this?' exclaimed Mrs. Linton,
in amazement.  'I've treated you infernally _ and you'll take your
revenge!  How will you take it, ungrateful brute?  How have I
treated you infernally?'


'I seek no revenge on you,' replied Heathcliff, less vehemently.
'That's not the plan.  The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they
don't turn against him; they crush those beneath them.  You are
welcome to torture me to death for your amusement, only allow me to
amuse myself a little in the same style, and refrain from insult as
much as you are able.  Having levelled my palace, don't erect a
hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that
for a home.  If I imagined you really wished me to marry Isabel,
I'd cut my throat!'


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'Oh, the evil is that I am NOT jealous, is it?' cried Catherine.
'Well, I won't repeat my offer of a wife:  it is as bad as offering
Satan a lost soul.  Your bliss lies, like his, in inflicting
misery.  You prove it.  Edgar is restored from the ill_temper he
gave way to at your coming; I begin to be secure and tranquil; and
you, restless to know us at peace, appear resolved on exciting a
quarrel.  Quarrel with Edgar, if you please, Heathcliff, and
deceive his sister:  you'll hit on exactly the most efficient
method of revenging yourself on me.'


The conversation ceased.  Mrs. Linton sat down by the fire, flushed
and gloomy.  The spirit which served her was growing intractable:
she could neither lay nor control it.  He stood on the hearth with
folded arms, brooding on his evil thoughts; and in this position I
left them to seek the master, who was wondering what kept Catherine
below so long.


'Ellen,' said he, when I entered, 'have you seen your mistress?'


'Yes; she's in the kitchen, sir,' I answered.  'She's sadly put out
by Mr. Heathcliff's behaviour:  and, indeed, I do think it's time
to arrange his visits on another footing.  There's harm in being
too soft, and now it's come to this _ .'  And I related the scene
in the court, and, as near as I dared, the whole subsequent
dispute.  I fancied it could not be very prejudicial to Mrs.
Linton; unless she made it so afterwards, by assuming the defensive
for her guest.  Edgar Linton had difficulty in hearing me to the
close.  His first words revealed that he did not clear his wife of
blame.
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'This is insufferable!' he exclaimed.  'It is disgraceful that she
should own him for a friend, and force his company on me!  Call me
two men out of the hall, Ellen.  Catherine shall linger no longer
to argue with the low ruffian _ I have humoured her enough.'


He descended, and bidding the servants wait in the passage, went,
followed by me, to the kitchen.  Its occupants had recommenced
their angry discussion:  Mrs. Linton, at least, was scolding with
renewed vigour; Heathcliff had moved to the window, and hung his
head, somewhat cowed by her violent rating apparently.  He saw the
master first, and made a hasty motion that she should be silent;
which she obeyed, abruptly, on discovering the reason of his
intimation.


'How is this?' said Linton, addressing her; 'what notion of
propriety must you have to remain here, after the language which
has been held to you by that blackguard?  I suppose, because it is
his ordinary talk you think nothing of it:  you are habituated to
his baseness, and, perhaps, imagine I can get used to it too!'
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'Have you been listening at the door, Edgar?' asked the mistress,
in a tone particularly calculated to provoke her husband, implying
both carelessness and contempt of his irritation.  Heathcliff, who
had raised his eyes at the former speech, gave a sneering laugh at
the latter; on purpose, it seemed, to draw Mr. Linton's attention
to him.  He succeeded; but Edgar did not mean to entertain him with
any high flights of passion.


'I've been so far forbearing with you, sir,' he said quietly; 'not
that I was ignorant of your miserable, degraded character, but I
felt you were only partly responsible for that; and Catherine
wishing to keep up your acquaintance, I acquiesced _ foolishly.
Your presence is a moral poison that would contaminate the most
virtuous:  for that cause, and to prevent worse consequences, I
shall deny you hereafter admission into this house, and give notice
now that I require your instant departure.  Three minutes' delay
will render it involuntary and ignominious.


Heathcliff measured the height and breadth of the speaker with an
eye full of derision.


'Cathy, this lamb of yours threatens like a bull!' he said.  'It is
in danger of splitting its skull against my knuckles.  By God!  Mr.
Linton, I'm mortally sorry that you are not worth knocking down!'
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My master glanced towards the passage, and signed me to fetch the
men:  he had no intention of hazarding a personal encounter.  I
obeyed the hint; but Mrs. Linton, suspecting something, followed;
and when I attempted to call them, she pulled me back, slammed the
door to, and locked it.


'Fair means!' she said, in answer to her husband's look of angry
surprise.  'If you have not courage to attack him, make an apology,
or allow yourself to be beaten.  It will correct you of feigning
more valour than you possess.  No, I'll swallow the key before you
shall get it!  I'm delightfully rewarded for my kindness to each!
After constant indulgence of one's weak nature, and the other's bad
one, I earn for thanks two samples of blind ingratitude, stupid to
absurdity!  Edgar, I was defending you and yours; and I wish
Heathcliff may flog you sick, for daring to think an evil thought
of me!'


It did not need the medium of a flogging to produce that effect on
the master.  He tried to wrest the key from Catherine's grasp, and
for safety she flung it into the hottest part of the fire;
whereupon Mr. Edgar was taken with a nervous trembling, and his
countenance grew deadly pale.  For his life he could not avert that
excess of emotion:  mingled anguish and humiliation overcame him
completely.  He leant on the back of a chair, and covered his face.
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'Oh, heavens!  In old days this would win you knighthood!'
exclaimed Mrs. Linton.  'We are vanquished! we are vanquished!
Heathcliff would as soon lift a finger at you as the king would
march his army against a colony of mice.  Cheer up! you sha'n't be
hurt!  Your type is not a lamb, it's a sucking leveret.'


'I wish you joy of the milk_blooded coward, Cathy!' said her
friend.  'I compliment you on your taste.  And that is the
slavering, shivering thing you preferred to me!  I would not strike
him with my fist, but I'd kick him with my foot, and experience
considerable satisfaction.  Is he weeping, or is he going to faint
for fear?'


The fellow approached and gave the chair on which Linton rested a
push.  He'd better have kept his distance:  my master quickly
sprang erect, and struck him full on the throat a blow that would
have levelled a slighter man.  It took his breath for a minute; and
while he choked, Mr. Linton walked out by the back door into the
yard, and from thence to the front entrance.


'There! you've done with coming here,' cried Catherine.  'Get away,
now; he'll return with a brace of pistols and half_a_dozen
assistants.  If he did overhear us, of course he'd never forgive
you.  You've played me an ill turn, Heathcliff!  But go _ make
haste!  I'd rather see Edgar at bay than you.'
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'Do you suppose I'm going with that blow burning in my gullet?' he
thundered.  'By hell, no!  I'll crush his ribs in like a rotten
hazel_nut before I cross the threshold!  If I don't floor him now,
I shall murder him some time; so, as you value his existence, let
me get at him!'


'He is not coming,' I interposed, framing a bit of a lie.  'There's
the coachman and the two gardeners; you'll surely not wait to be
thrust into the road by them!  Each has a bludgeon; and master
will, very likely, be watching from the parlour_windows to see that
they fulfil his orders.'


The gardeners and coachman were there:  but Linton was with them.
They had already entered the court.  Heathcliff, on the second
thoughts, resolved to avoid a struggle against three underlings:
he seized the poker, smashed the lock from the inner door, and made
his escape as they tramped in.


Mrs. Linton, who was very much excited, bade me accompany her up_
stairs.  She did not know my share in contributing to the
disturbance, and I was anxious to keep her in ignorance.
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'I'm nearly distracted, Nelly!' she exclaimed, throwing herself on
the sofa.  'A thousand smiths' hammers are beating in my head!
Tell Isabella to shun me; this uproar is owing to her; and should
she or any one else aggravate my anger at present, I shall get
wild.  And, Nelly, say to Edgar, if you see him again to_night,
that I'm in danger of being seriously ill.  I wish it may prove
true.  He has startled and distressed me shockingly!  I want to
frighten him.  Besides, he might come and begin a string of abuse
or complainings; I'm certain I should recriminate, and God knows
where we should end!  Will you do so, my good Nelly?  You are aware
that I am no way blamable in this matter.  What possessed him to
turn listener?  Heathcliff's talk was outrageous, after you left
us; but I could soon have diverted him from Isabella, and the rest
meant nothing.  Now all is dashed wrong; by the fool's craving to
hear evil of self, that haunts some people like a demon!  Had Edgar
never gathered our conversation, he would never have been the worse
for it.  Really, when he opened on me in that unreasonable tone of
displeasure after I had scolded Heathcliff till I was hoarse for
him, I did not care hardly what they did to each other; especially
as I felt that, however the scene closed, we should all be driven
asunder for nobody knows how long!  Well, if I cannot keep
Heathcliff for my friend _ if Edgar will be mean and jealous, I'll
try to break their hearts by breaking my own.  That will be a
prompt way of finishing all, when I am pushed to extremity!  But
it's a deed to be reserved for a forlorn hope; I'd not take Linton
by surprise with it.  To this point he has been discreet in
dreading to provoke me; you must represent the peril of quitting
that policy, and remind him of my passionate temper, verging, when
kindled, on frenzy.  I wish you could dismiss that apathy out of
that countenance, and look rather more anxious about me.'
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The stolidity with which I received these instructions was, no
doubt, rather exasperating:  for they were delivered in perfect
sincerity; but I believed a person who could plan the turning of
her fits of passion to account, beforehand, might, by exerting her
will, manage to control herself tolerably, even while under their
influence; and I did not wish to 'frighten' her husband, as she
said, and multiply his annoyances for the purpose of serving her
selfishness.  Therefore I said nothing when I met the master coming
towards the parlour; but I took the liberty of turning back to
listen whether they would resume their quarrel together.  He began
to speak first.


'Remain where you are, Catherine,' he said; without any anger in
his voice, but with much sorrowful despondency.  'I shall not stay.
I am neither come to wrangle nor be reconciled; but I wish just to
learn whether, after this evening's events, you intend to continue
your intimacy with _ '


'Oh, for mercy's sake,' interrupted the mistress, stamping her
foot, 'for mercy's sake, let us hear no more of it now!  Your cold
blood cannot be worked into a fever:  your veins are full of ice_
water; but mine are boiling, and the sight of such chillness makes
them dance.'
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'To get rid of me, answer my question,' persevered Mr. Linton.
'You must answer it; and that violence does not alarm me.  I have
found that you can be as stoical as anyone, when you please.  Will
you give up Heathcliff hereafter, or will you give up me?  It is
impossible for you to be MY friend and HIS at the same time; and I
absolutely REQUIRE to know which you choose.'


'I require to be let alone?' exclaimed Catherine, furiously.  'I
demand it!  Don't you see I can scarcely stand?  Edgar, you _ you
leave me!'


She rang the bell till it broke with a twang; I entered leisurely.
It was enough to try the temper of a saint, such senseless, wicked
rages!  There she lay dashing her head against the arm of the sofa,
and grinding her teeth, so that you might fancy she would crash
them to splinters!  Mr. Linton stood looking at her in sudden
compunction and fear.  He told me to fetch some water.  She had no
breath for speaking.  I brought a glass full; and as she would not
drink, I sprinkled it on her face.  In a few seconds she stretched
herself out stiff, and turned up her eyes, while her cheeks, at
once blanched and livid, assumed the aspect of death.  Linton
looked terrified.


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'There is nothing in the world the matter,' I whispered.  I did not
want him to yield, though I could not help being afraid in my
heart.


'She has blood on her lips!' he said, shuddering.


'Never mind!' I answered, tartly.  And I told him how she had
resolved, previous to his coming, on exhibiting a fit of frenzy.  I
incautiously gave the account aloud, and she heard me; for she
started up _ her hair flying over her shoulders, her eyes flashing,
the muscles of her neck and arms standing out preternaturally.  I
made up my mind for broken bones, at least; but she only glared
about her for an instant, and then rushed from the room.  The
master directed me to follow; I did, to her chamber_door:  she
hindered me from going further by securing it against me.


As she never offered to descend to breakfast next morning, I went
to ask whether she would have some carried up.  'No!' she replied,
peremptorily.  The same question was repeated at dinner and tea;
and again on the morrow after, and received the same answer.  Mr.
Linton, on his part, spent his time in the library, and did not
inquire concerning his wife's occupations.  Isabella and he had had
an hour's interview, during which he tried to elicit from her some
sentiment of proper horror for Heathcliff's advances:  but he could
make nothing of her evasive replies, and was obliged to close the
examination unsatisfactorily; adding, however, a solemn warning,
that if she were so insane as to encourage that worthless suitor,
it would dissolve all bonds of relationship between herself and
him.


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