"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.
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-"

I hurried eagerly home to admire the child; though I was very sad for Hindley's sake. He doted on his wife, and I couldn't conceive how he would bear the loss.
When I reached Wuthering Heights, I asked him, 'How is the baby?'
'Nearly ready to run about, Nell!' he replied, putting on a cheerful smile.
'And the mistress?' I inquired; 'the doctor says-'
