"Yes!" I reflected to myself, "we shall have a fit of illness. I cannot conceive what he has been doing."
That noon he sat down to dinner with us, and received a heaped-up plate from my hands, as if he intended to make amends for previous fasting.
"I've neither cold nor fever, Nelly," he remarked, in allusion to my morning's speech; "and I'm ready to do justice to the food you give me."
He took his knife and fork, and was going to commence eating, when the inclination appeared to become suddenly extinct. He laid them on the table, looked eagerly towards the window, then rose and went out. We saw him walking to and fro in the garden while we concluded our meal, and Earnshaw said he'd go and ask why he would not dine: he thought we had grieved him some way.
"Well, is he coming?" cried Catherine, when her cousin returned.

'Yes!' I reflected, 'we shall have a fit of illness. I cannot imagine what he has been doing.'
That noon Heathcliff sat down to dinner with us, and took a heaped-up plate from my hands, as if he intended to make up for his previous fasting.
'I've neither cold nor fever, Nelly,' he remarked, 'and I'm ready to do justice to your food.'
He took his knife and fork, and was about to begin eating, when he suddenly laid them on the table, looked eagerly towards the window, and then rose and went out. We saw him walking to and fro in the garden. Hareton said he'd go and ask why he would not dine: he thought we had grieved him in some way.
'Well, is he coming?' cried Catherine, when her cousin returned.
