"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?"

'Well, close the curtains, Nelly,' she said; 'I'll be back directly.'
She left the apartment; Mr. Edgar inquired, carelessly, who it was.
'Some one mistress does not expect,' I replied. 'That Heathcliff who used to live at Mr. Earnshaw's.'
'What! the gipsy?' he cried.
