"Well," replied I, "I hope you'll be kind to the boy, Mr. Heathcliff, or you'll not keep him long; and he's all you have akin in the wide world, that you will ever know-remember."

'Well,' replied I, 'I hope you'll be kind to the boy, Mr. Heathcliff, for he's all the family you have in the wide world, that you will ever know.'


"I'll be very kind to him, you needn't fear," he said, laughing.

'I'll be very kind to him, you needn't fear,' he said, laughing.


"Only nobody else must be kind to him: I'm jealous of monopolising his affection.


And, to begin my kindness, Joseph, bring the lad some breakfast.


Hareton, you infernal calf, begone to your work.


Yes, Nell," he added, when they had departed, "my son is prospective owner of your place, and I should not wish him to die till I was certain of being his successor. Besides, he's _mine_, and I want the triumph of seeing _my_ descendant fairly lord of their estates; my child hiring their children to till their fathers' lands for wages.

'Yes, Nell,' he added, 'my son is prospective owner of your place, and I want the triumph of seeing my descendant the lord of their estates; my child hiring their children to till their fathers' lands.


That is the sole consideration which can make me endure the whelp: I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!

That is the only reason I can endure the whelp.


But that consideration is sufficient: he's as safe with me, and shall be tended as carefully as your master tends his own.


I have a room upstairs, furnished for him in handsome style; I've engaged a tutor, also, to come three times a week, from twenty miles' distance, to teach him what he pleases to learn.

I have a room furnished for him handsomely; I've engaged a tutor, also, to come three times a week.


I've ordered Hareton to obey him: and in fact I've arranged everything with a view to preserve the superior and the gentleman in him, above his associates.

I've ordered Hareton to obey my son: and in fact I've arranged everything to set him above his associates.


I do regret, however, that he so little deserves the trouble: if I wished any blessing in the world, it was to find him a worthy object of pride; and I'm bitterly disappointed with the whey-faced, whining wretch!"

I do regret, however, that he so little deserves the trouble: I hoped to find him a worthy object of pride; and I'm bitterly disappointed with the whey-faced, whining wretch!'


While he was speaking, Joseph returned bearing a basin of milk-porridge, and placed it before Linton: who stirred round the homely mess with a look of aversion, and affirmed he could not eat it.

While he was speaking, Joseph returned bearing a basin of milk-porridge, and placed it before Linton: who stirred it with a look of aversion.


I saw the old man-servant shared largely in his master's scorn of the child; though he was compelled to retain the sentiment in his heart, because Heathcliff plainly meant his underlings to hold him in honour.


repeated he, peering in Linton's face, and subduing his voice to a whisper, for fear of being overheard.


"But Maister Hareton nivir ate naught else, when he wer a little 'un; and what wer gooid enough for him's gooid enough for ye, I's rayther think!"


Joseph snatched up the food indignantly, and brought it to us.

Joseph snatched up the food indignantly.


he asked, thrusting the tray under Heathcliff's nose.


answered Joseph, "yon dainty chap says he cannut ate 'em.


His mother wer just soa-we wer a'most too mucky to sow t' corn for makking her breead."


"Don't mention his mother to me," said the master, angrily.

'Don't mention his mother to me,' said Heathcliff angrily.


"Get him something that he can eat, that's all.


I suggested boiled milk or tea; and the housekeeper received instructions to prepare some. Come, I reflected, his father's selfishness may contribute to his comfort. He perceives his delicate constitution, and the necessity of treating him tolerably.

I suggested boiled milk or tea, reflecting that at least Heathcliff saw the need to treat him well.


I'll console Mr. Edgar by acquainting him with the turn Heathcliff's humour has taken.


Having no excuse for lingering longer, I slipped out, while Linton was engaged in timidly rebuffing the advances of a friendly sheep-dog.

I slipped out while Linton was engaged in timidly rebuffing the advances of a friendly sheep-dog.


But he was too much on the alert to be cheated: as I closed the door, I heard a cry, and a frantic repetition of the words-

But as I closed the door, I heard a frantic cry-


Then the latch was raised and fell: they did not suffer him to come forth.


I mounted Minny, and urged her to a trot; and so my brief guardianship ended.


Summer drew to an end, and early autumn: it was past Michaelmas, but the harvest was late that year, and a few of our fields were still uncleared.

Summer drew to an end, and autumn came. Harvest was late that year.


Mr. Linton and his daughter would frequently walk out among the reapers; at the carrying of the last sheaves they stayed till dusk, and the evening happening to be chill and damp, my master caught a bad cold, that settled obstinately on his lungs, and confined him indoors throughout the whole of the winter, nearly without intermission.

Mr. Linton and his daughter would frequently walk out among the reapers; once they stayed till dusk, and the evening being chill and damp, my master caught a bad cold that kept him indoors all winter.


Poor Cathy, frightened from her little romance, had been considerably sadder and duller since its abandonment; and her father insisted on her reading less, and taking more exercise.

Poor Cathy had been considerably sadder and duller since abandoning her little romance; and her father insisted on her reading less, and taking more exercise.


She had his companionship no longer; I esteemed it a duty to supply its lack, as much as possible, with mine: an inefficient substitute; for I could only spare two or three hours, from my numerous diurnal occupations, to follow her footsteps, and then my society was obviously less desirable than his.

I kept her company as much as possible, although I could only spare two or three hours a day, and my society was less desirable to her than her father's.


On an afternoon in October, or the beginning of November-a fresh watery afternoon, when the turf and paths were rustling with moist, withered leaves, and the cold blue sky was half hidden by clouds-dark grey streamers, rapidly mounting from the west, and boding abundant rain-I requested my young lady to forego her ramble, because I was certain of showers.

On a fresh afternoon in October, when paths were rustling with withered leaves, and the cold blue sky was half hidden by rain-clouds, my young lady still insisted on her ramble; so I unwillingly donned a cloak, and took my umbrella to accompany her on a stroll to the bottom of the park.


She refused; and I unwillingly donned a cloak, and took my umbrella to accompany her on a stroll to the bottom of the park: a formal walk which she generally affected if low-spirited-and that she invariably was when Mr. Edgar had been worse than ordinary, a thing never known from his confession, but guessed both by her and me from his increased silence and the melancholy of his countenance.

It was a walk which she took if low-spirited - as she always was when Mr. Edgar was ill; she guessed his state from his silence and melancholy.


She went sadly on: there was no running or bounding now, though the chill wind might well have tempted her to race.

She went sadly on: there was no running or bounding now.


And often, from the side of my eye, I could detect her raising a hand, and brushing something off her cheek.

And often I detected her raising a hand, and brushing something off her cheek.


I gazed round for a means of diverting her thoughts.


On one side of the road rose a high, rough bank, where hazels and stunted oaks, with their roots half exposed, held uncertain tenure: the soil was too loose for the latter; and strong winds had blown some nearly horizontal.

On one side of the road rose a high bank, where hazels and stunted oaks clung uncertainly; strong winds had blown some nearly horizontal.


In summer Miss Catherine delighted to climb along these trunks, and sit in the branches, swinging twenty feet above the ground; and I, pleased with her agility and her light, childish heart, still considered it proper to scold every time I caught her at such an elevation, but so that she knew there was no necessity for descending.

In summer Miss Catherine delighted to climb these and sit in the branches, swinging twenty feet above the ground. I, pleased with her agility, still scolded every time I caught her there, but so mildly that she knew there was no need to descend.


From dinner to tea she would lie in her breeze-rocked cradle, doing nothing except singing old songs-my nursery lore-to herself, or watching the birds, joint tenants, feed and entice their young ones to fly: or nestling with closed lids, half thinking, half dreaming, happier than words can express.

From dinner to tea she would lie in her breeze-rocked cradle, singing old songs, or watching the birds: or half thinking, half dreaming, happier than words can express.


I exclaimed, pointing to a nook under the roots of one twisted tree.

I exclaimed, pointing to the roots of one twisted tree.


There's a little flower up yonder, the last bud from the multitude of bluebells that clouded those turf steps in July with a lilac mist.

There's a little flower there, the last bluebell of the year.


Will you clamber up, and pluck it to show to papa?"


Cathy stared a long time at the lonely blossom trembling in its earthy shelter, and replied, at length-"No, I'll not touch it: but it looks melancholy, does it not, Ellen?"

Cathy stared at the lonely blossom, and replied, 'No, I'll not touch it: but it looks sad, does it not, Ellen?'


"Yes," I observed, "about as starved and suckless as you: your cheeks are bloodless; let us take hold of hands and run.

'Yes,' I observed, 'like you: your cheeks are bloodless; let us hold hands and run.


You're so low, I daresay I shall keep up with you."


"No," she repeated, and continued sauntering on, pausing at intervals to muse over a bit of moss, or a tuft of blanched grass, or a fungus spreading its bright orange among the heaps of brown foliage; and, ever and anon, her hand was lifted to her averted face.

'No,' she repeated, and continued walking on, pausing at intervals. Frequently her hand was lifted to her averted face.


I asked, approaching and putting my arm over her shoulder.


"You mustn't cry because papa has a cold; be thankful it is nothing worse."

'You mustn't cry because papa has a cold; be thankful it is nothing worse.'


She now put no further restraint on her tears; her breath was stifled by sobs.


"Oh, it will be something worse," she said.

'Oh, it will be something worse,' she said.


"And what shall I do when papa and you leave me, and I am by myself?

'And what shall I do when papa and you leave me?


I can't forget your words, Ellen; they are always in my ear.


How life will be changed, how dreary the world will be, when papa and you are dead."

How dreary the world will be, when papa and you are dead.'


"None can tell whether you won't die before us," I replied. "It's wrong to anticipate evil. We'll hope there are years and years to come before any of us go: master is young, and I am strong, and hardly forty-five.

'Why,' said I, 'we'll hope there are years to come before that: master is young, and I am strong, and hardly forty-five.


My mother lived till eighty, a canty dame to the last.


And suppose Mr. Linton were spared till he saw sixty, that would be more years than you have counted, Miss.

And suppose Mr. Linton were spared till he saw sixty!


And would it not be foolish to mourn a calamity above twenty years beforehand?"

Would it not be foolish to mourn him twenty years beforehand?'


"But Aunt Isabella was younger than papa," she remarked, gazing up with timid hope to seek further consolation.

'But Aunt Isabella was younger than papa,' she remarked, with timid hope.


"Aunt Isabella had not you and me to nurse her," I replied.

'Aunt Isabella had not you and me to nurse her,' I replied.


"She wasn't as happy as Master: she hadn't as much to live for.

'She hadn't as much to live for as your father.


All you need do, is to wait well on your father, and cheer him by letting him see you cheerful; and avoid giving him anxiety on any subject: mind that, Cathy!

You can cheer him by being cheerful; and avoid giving him anxiety: mind that, Cathy!


I'll not disguise but you might kill him if you were wild and reckless, and cherished a foolish, fanciful affection for the son of a person who would be glad to have him in his grave; and allowed him to discover that you fretted over the separation he has judged it expedient to make."

You might kill him if you were wild and reckless, and cherished a fanciful affection for the son of a person who would be glad to have him in his grave; and if you let him discover that you fretted over the separation he thought it best to make.'


"I fret about nothing on earth except papa's illness," answered my companion.

'I fret about nothing except papa's illness,' she answered.


"I care for nothing in comparison with papa.

'I care for nothing in comparison with papa.


And I'll never-never-oh, never, while I have my senses, do an act or say a word to vex him.

And I'll never, never, do an act or say a word to vex him.


I love him better than myself, Ellen; and I know it by this: I pray every night that I may live after him; because I would rather be miserable than that he should be: that proves I love him better than myself."


"But deeds must prove it also; and after he is well, remember you don't forget resolutions formed in the hour of fear."

'But deeds must prove it also; and after he is well, don't forget it.'


As we talked, we neared a door that opened on the road; and my young lady, lightening into sunshine again, climbed up and seated herself on the top of the wall, reaching over to gather some hips that bloomed scarlet on the summit branches of the wild-rose trees shadowing the highway side: the lower fruit had disappeared, but only birds could touch the upper, except from Cathy's present station.

As we talked, we neared a door that opened on the road. Cathy climbed up and sat on top of the wall, reaching over to gather some rose-hips that bloomed scarlet on the wild-rose trees shadowing the highway.


In stretching to pull them, her hat fell off; and as the door was locked, she proposed scrambling down to recover it.

In stretching to pick them, her hat fell off; and as the door was locked, she proposed scrambling down to recover it.


I bid her be cautious lest she got a fall, and she nimbly disappeared.

I bid her be careful, and she nimbly disappeared.


But the return was no such easy matter: the stones were smooth and neatly cemented, and the rose-bushes and black-berry stragglers could yield no assistance in re-ascending.

But the return was no such easy matter: the stones were smooth.


I, like a fool, didn't recollect that, till I heard her laughing and exclaiming-"Ellen!

I heard her laughing and exclaiming, 'Ellen!


you'll have to fetch the key, or else I must run round to the porter's lodge.


I can't scale the ramparts on this side!"

I can't scale the ramparts on this side!'


"Stay where you are," I answered; "I have my bundle of keys in my pocket: perhaps I may manage to open it; if not, I'll go."

'I have my bundle of keys in my pocket,' I answered: 'perhaps I may manage to open it; if not, I'll go.'


Catherine amused herself with dancing to and fro before the door, while I tried all the large keys in succession.

Catherine danced to and fro before the door, while I tried all the large keys in turn.


I had applied the last, and found that none would do; so, repeating my desire that she would remain there, I was about to hurry home as fast as I could, when an approaching sound arrested me.

I found that none would do; so, telling her to stay there, I was about to hurry home as fast as I could, when an approaching sound arrested me.


It was the trot of a horse; Cathy's dance stopped also.


"Ellen, I wish you could open the door," whispered back my companion, anxiously.

'Ellen, I wish you could open the door,' she whispered back anxiously.


cried a deep voice (the rider's), "I'm glad to meet you.

cried a deep voice. 'I'm glad to meet you.


Don't be in haste to enter, for I have an explanation to ask and obtain."

Don't hurry in, for I have something to ask.'


"I sha'n't speak to you, Mr. Heathcliff," answered Catherine.

'I shan't speak to you, Mr. Heathcliff,' answered Catherine.


"Papa says you are a wicked man, and you hate both him and me; and Ellen says the same."

'Papa says you are a wicked man, and you hate both him and me.'


"That is nothing to the purpose," said Heathcliff.

'That is nothing to the purpose,' said Heathcliff.


"I don't hate my son, I suppose; and it is concerning him that I demand your attention.

'I don't hate my son, I suppose; and it is about him that I want to speak.


Two or three months since, were you not in the habit of writing to Linton?

Two or three months ago, were you not in the habit of writing to Linton?


You deserved, both of you, flogging for that!


You especially, the elder; and less sensitive, as it turns out.


I've got your letters, and if you give me any pertness I'll send them to your father.


I presume you grew weary of the amusement and dropped it, didn't you?

I presume you grew weary of the amusement and dropped it?


Well, you dropped Linton with it into a Slough of Despond.


As true as I live, he's dying for you; breaking his heart at your fickleness: not figuratively, but actually.

As true as I live, he's dying for you; actually breaking his heart at your fickleness.


Though Hareton has made him a standing jest for six weeks, and I have used more serious measures, and attempted to frighten him out of his idiocy, he gets worse daily; and he'll be under the sod before summer, unless you restore him!"

He gets worse daily; and he'll be dead before summer, unless you restore him!'


"How can you lie so glaringly to the poor child?"


How can you deliberately get up such paltry falsehoods?


Miss Cathy, I'll knock the lock off with a stone: you won't believe that vile nonsense.

Cathy, don't you believe that vile nonsense.'


You can feel in yourself it is impossible that a person should die for love of a stranger."


"I was not aware there were eavesdroppers," muttered the detected villain.

'I was not aware there were eavesdroppers,' muttered the villain.


"Worthy Mrs. Dean, I like you, but I don't like your double-dealing," he added aloud.

'Worthy Mrs. Dean, I like you, but I don't like your double-dealing,' he added aloud.


"How could _you_ lie so glaringly as to affirm I hated the 'poor child'?


and invent bugbear stories to terrify her from my door-stones?


Catherine Linton (the very name warms me), my bonny lass, I shall be from home all this week; go and see if I have not spoken truth: do, there's a darling!

'Catherine Linton (the very name warms me), my bonny lass, I shall be away from home all this week; go and see if have not spoken truth: do, there's a darling!


Just imagine your father in my place, and Linton in yours; then think how you would value your careless lover if he refused to stir a step to comfort you, when your father himself entreated him; and don't, from pure stupidity, fall into the same error.


I swear, on my salvation, he's going to his grave, and none but you can save him!"

I swear, Linton's going to his grave, and none but you can save him!'


"I swear Linton is dying," repeated Heathcliff, looking hard at me.

'I swear Linton is dying,' repeated Heathcliff, looking hard at me.


"And grief and disappointment are hastening his death.

'And grief and disappointment are hastening his death.


Nelly, if you won't let her go, you can walk over yourself.


But I shall not return till this time next week; and I think your master himself would scarcely object to her visiting her cousin."

I shall not return till this time next week; and I think your master would scarcely object to her visiting her cousin.'


"Come in," said I, taking Cathy by the arm and half forcing her to re-enter; for she lingered, viewing with troubled eyes the features of the speaker, too stern to express his inward deceit.

'Come in,' said I, taking Cathy by the arm. She lingered, viewing Heathcliff with troubled eyes.


He pushed his horse close, and, bending down, observed-"Miss Catherine, I'll own to you that I have little patience with Linton; and Hareton and Joseph have less.

He pushed his horse close, and, bending down, said, 'Miss Catherine, I'll admit that I have little patience with Linton; and Hareton and Joseph have less.


He pines for kindness, as well as love; and a kind word from you would be his best medicine.


Don't mind Mrs. Dean's cruel cautions; but be generous, and contrive to see him.


He dreams of you day and night, and cannot be persuaded that you don't hate him, since you neither write nor call."

He dreams of you day and night, and thinks you hate him, since you neither write nor call.'


I closed the door, and rolled a stone to assist the loosened lock in holding it; and spreading my umbrella, I drew my charge underneath: for the rain began to drive through the moaning branches of the trees, and warned us to avoid delay.

I closed the door and rolled a stone against it. Then I drew Cathy underneath my umbrella: for the rain began to drive through the moaning branches.


Our hurry prevented any comment on the encounter with Heathcliff, as we stretched towards home; but I divined instinctively that Catherine's heart was clouded now in double darkness.

As we hurried home, we did not talk about the encounter with Heathcliff; but I guessed that Catherine's heart was clouded now in double darkness.


Her features were so sad, they did not seem hers: she evidently regarded what she had heard as every syllable true.

Her features were sad: she evidently regarded his words as true.


The master had retired to rest before we came in. Cathy stole to his room to inquire how he was; he had fallen asleep.

The master was asleep in bed when we came in.


She returned, and asked me to sit with her in the library.


We took our tea together; and afterwards she lay down on the rug, and told me not to talk, for she was weary.

Cathy and I took our tea together; and afterwards she lay on the rug, and told me not to talk, for she was weary.


As soon as she supposed me absorbed in my occupation, she recommenced her silent weeping: it appeared, at present, her favourite diversion. I suffered her to enjoy it a while; then I expostulated: deriding and ridiculing all Mr. Heathcliff's assertions about his son, as if I were certain she would coincide.

After a while I saw she was again weeping silently: so I began ridiculing Mr. Heathcliff's assertions about his son.


I hadn't skill to counteract the effect his account had produced: it was just what he intended.


"You may be right, Ellen," she answered; "but I shall never feel at ease till I know.

'You may be right, Ellen,' she answered; 'but I shall never feel at ease till I know.


And I must tell Linton it is not my fault that I don't write, and convince him that I shall not change."

And I must tell Linton it is not my fault that I don't write.'


What use were anger and protestations against her silly credulity?

What use were my protests against her silly credulity?


We parted that night-hostile; but next day beheld me on the road to Wuthering Heights, by the side of my wilful young mistress's pony.

Next day I went to Wuthering Heights beside my wilful young mistress's pony.


I couldn't bear to witness her sorrow: to see her pale, dejected countenance, and heavy eyes: and I yielded, in the faint hope that Linton himself might prove, by his reception of us, how little of the tale was founded on fact.

I couldn't bear to see her sorrow: and I yielded, in the faint hope that Linton himself might prove how little of the tale was true.


For two months the fugitives remained absent; in those two months, Mrs. Linton encountered and conquered the worst shock of what was denominated a brain fever.

For two months the fugitives remained absent. In those two months, Mrs. Linton overcame the worst of a brain fever.


No mother could have nursed an only child more devotedly than Edgar tended her.


Day and night he was watching, and patiently enduring all the annoyances that irritable nerves and a shaken reason could inflict; and, though Kenneth remarked that what he saved from the grave would only recompense his care by forming the source of constant future anxiety-in fact, that his health and strength were being sacrificed to preserve a mere ruin of humanity-he knew no limits in gratitude and joy when Catherine's life was declared out of danger; and hour after hour he would sit beside her, tracing the gradual return to bodily health, and flattering his too sanguine hopes with the illusion that her mind would settle back to its right balance also, and she would soon be entirely her former self.

Day and night he watched her, patiently enduring her irritable nerves and shaken reason; and, though Dr. Kenneth remarked that she had been saved from the grave only to cause constant future anxiety, Edgar was full of gratitude and joy when Catherine's life was declared out of danger. Hour after hour he would sit beside her, under the illusion that as she returned to bodily health, her mind would settle back to its right balance also.


The first time she left her chamber was at the commencement of the following March.

The first time she left her chamber was at the start of March.


Mr. Linton had put on her pillow, in the morning, a handful of golden crocuses; her eye, long stranger to any gleam of pleasure, caught them in waking, and shone delighted as she gathered them eagerly together.

Mr. Linton had put on her pillow a handful of golden crocuses; her eye caught them in waking, and shone delighted as she gathered them eagerly together.


"These are the earliest flowers at the Heights," she exclaimed.

'These are the earliest flowers at the Heights,' she exclaimed.


"They remind me of soft thaw winds, and warm sunshine, and nearly melted snow.

'They remind me of soft winds, and warm sunshine, and nearly melted snow.


Edgar, is there not a south wind, and is not the snow almost gone?"

Edgar, is there not a south wind, and is not the snow almost gone?'


"The snow is quite gone down here, darling," replied her husband; "and I only see two white spots on the whole range of moors: the sky is blue, and the larks are singing, and the becks and brooks are all brim full.

'The snow is quite gone, darling,' replied her husband; 'the sky is blue, and the larks are singing, and the becks and brooks are all brim full.


Catherine, last spring at this time, I was longing to have you under this roof; now, I wish you were a mile or two up those hills: the air blows so sweetly, I feel that it would cure you."

I wish you were up those hills: the air blows so sweetly, I feel that it would cure you.'


"I shall never be there but once more," said the invalid; "and then you'll leave me, and I shall remain for ever.

'I shall be there only once more,' she said; 'and then I shall remain for ever.


Next spring you'll long again to have me under this roof, and you'll look back and think you were happy to-day."

Next spring you'll look back and think you were happy today.'


Linton lavished on her the kindest caresses, and tried to cheer her by the fondest words; but, vaguely regarding the flowers, she let the tears collect on her lashes and stream down her cheeks unheeding.

Linton tried to cheer her; but she let the tears stream down her cheeks.


We knew she was really better, and, therefore, decided that long confinement to a single place produced much of this despondency, and it might be partially removed by a change of scene.

We knew she was really better, and, therefore, decided that this sadness might be removed by a change of scene.


The master told me to light a fire in the many-weeks' deserted parlour, and to set an easy-chair in the sunshine by the window; and then he brought her down, and she sat a long while enjoying the genial heat, and, as we expected, revived by the objects round her: which, though familiar, were free from the dreary associations investing her hated sick chamber.

The master told me to light a fire in the parlour, and to set an easy-chair in the sunshine by the window. Then he brought her down, and she sat enjoying the heat, and revived by the familiar objects round her.


By evening she seemed greatly exhausted; yet no arguments could persuade her to return to that apartment, and I had to arrange the parlour sofa for her bed, till another room could be prepared.

By evening she seemed exhausted; yet she would not return to her bedroom, and I had to arrange the parlour sofa for her bed.


To obviate the fatigue of mounting and descending the stairs, we fitted up this, where you lie at present-on the same floor with the parlour; and she was soon strong enough to move from one to the other, leaning on Edgar's arm.

We fitted up this room for her, where you lie at present, and she was soon strong enough to move from here to the parlour, leaning on Edgar's arm.


Ah, I thought myself, she might recover, so waited on as she was. And there was double cause to desire it, for on her existence depended that of another: we cherished the hope that in a little while Mr. Linton's heart would be gladdened, and his lands secured from a stranger's grip, by the birth of an heir.

I thought she might recover; and there was double cause to desire it, for on her existence depended that of another. We hoped that in a little while Mr. Linton's heart would be gladdened, and his lands secured, by the birth of an heir.


I should mention that Isabella sent to her brother, some six weeks from her departure, a short note, announcing her marriage with Heathcliff.

I should mention that Isabella, six weeks after her departure, sent her brother a short note, announcing her marriage with Heathcliff.


It appeared dry and cold; but at the bottom was dotted in with pencil an obscure apology, and an entreaty for kind remembrance and reconciliation, if her proceeding had offended him: asserting that she could not help it then, and being done, she had now no power to repeal it.

It appeared dry and cold; but at the bottom was scribbled an obscure apology, asserting that she could not help it.


Linton did not reply to this, I believe; and, in a fortnight more, I got a long letter, which I considered odd, coming from the pen of a bride just out of the honeymoon.

Linton did not reply to this. In a fortnight more, I got a long letter, which was odd coming from the pen of a new bride.


Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.


DEAR ELLEN, it begins,-I came last night to Wuthering Heights, and heard, for the first time, that Catherine has been, and is yet, very ill.

Dear Ellen, it begins, - I came last night to Wuthering Heights, and heard, for the first time, that Catherine has been very ill.


I must not write to her, I suppose, and my brother is either too angry or too distressed to answer what I sent him.

I must not write to her, I suppose, and my brother is either too angry or too distressed to answer my letter.


Still, I must write to somebody, and the only choice left me is you.


Inform Edgar that I'd give the world to see his face again-that my heart returned to Thrushcross Grange in twenty-four hours after I left it, and is there at this moment, full of warm feelings for him, and Catherine!

Tell Edgar that I'd give the world to see his face again - that my heart returned to Thrushcross Grange twenty-four hours after I left it, and is full of warm feelings for him, and Catherine!


_I can't follow it though_-(these words are underlined)-they need not expect me, and they may draw what conclusions they please; taking care, however, to lay nothing at the door of my weak will or deficient affection.

But they need not expect me, although not through any lack of affection for them.


The remainder of the letter is for yourself alone.


I want to ask you two questions: the first is,-How did you contrive to preserve the common sympathies of human nature when you resided here?

I want to ask you two questions: the first is, How did you manage to preserve the common sympathies of human nature when you lived here?


I cannot recognise any sentiment which those around share with me.

I cannot recognise any feeling which those around me share with me.


The second question I have great interest in; it is this-Is Mr. Heathcliff a man?

The second question is this - Is Mr. Heathcliff a man?


I sha'n't tell my reasons for making this inquiry; but I beseech you to explain, if you can, what I have married: that is, when you call to see me; and you must call, Ellen, very soon.

Please explain, if you can, what I have married. You must call to see me, Ellen, very soon.


Don't write, but come, and bring me something from Edgar.


Now, you shall hear how I have been received in my new home, as I am led to imagine the Heights will be.

Now, you shall hear how I have been received in my new home.


It is to amuse myself that I dwell on such subjects as the lack of external comforts: they never occupy my thoughts, except at the moment when I miss them.


I should laugh and dance for joy, if I found their absence was the total of my miseries, and the rest was an unnatural dream!

Despite its lack of comforts, I should dance for joy, if their absence was the total of my miseries!


The sun set behind the Grange as we turned on to the moors; by that, I judged it to be six o'clock; and my companion halted half an hour, to inspect the park, and the gardens, and, probably, the place itself, as well as he could; so it was dark when we dismounted in the paved yard of the farm-house, and your old fellow-servant, Joseph, issued out to receive us by the light of a dip candle.

It was dark when we arrived at the farm-house, and your old fellow-servant, Joseph, came out to receive us by the light of a candle.


He did it with a courtesy that redounded to his credit.


His first act was to elevate his torch to a level with my face, squint malignantly, project his under-lip, and turn away. Then he took the two horses, and led them into the stables; reappearing for the purpose of locking the outer gate, as if we lived in an ancient castle.

He raised his torch to my face, squinted malignantly, and turned away to lead the horses into the stables.


Heathcliff stayed to speak to him, and I entered the kitchen-a dingy, untidy hole; I daresay you would not know it, it is so changed since it was in your charge.

Heathcliff stayed to speak to him, and I entered the kitchen - a dingy, untidy hole; it is changed since it was in your charge.


By the fire stood a ruffianly child, strong in limb and dirty in garb, with a look of Catherine in his eyes and about his mouth.

By the fire stood a strong, ruffianly child, in dirty clothes, with a look of Catherine about his eyes and mouth.


"This is Edgar's legal nephew," I reflected-"mine in a manner; I must shake hands, and-yes-I must kiss him.

'This is Edgar's nephew,' I reflected. 'I must shake hands, and kiss him.'


It is right to establish a good understanding at the beginning."


I approached, and, attempting to take his chubby fist, said-"How do you do, my dear?"

I approached, and, attempting to take his chubby fist, said, 'How do you do, my dear?


He replied in a jargon I did not comprehend.


An oath, and a threat to set Throttler on me if I did not "frame off" rewarded my perseverance.

An oath, and a threat to set Throttler on me if I did not 'frame off' rewarded me.


whispered the little wretch, rousing a half-bred bull-dog from its lair in a corner.

whispered the little wretch, rousing a bull-dog from its lair in a corner.


Love for my life urged a compliance; I stepped over the threshold to wait till the others should enter.

In fear of my life, I stepped outside to wait for the others.


Mr. Heathcliff was nowhere visible; and Joseph, whom I followed to the stables, and requested to accompany me in, after staring and muttering to himself, screwed up his nose and replied-"Mim!

Mr. Heathcliff was nowhere visible; and Joseph, whom I asked to accompany me in, screwed up his nose and replied - 'Mim!


Did iver Christian body hear aught like it?

Did ever Christian body hear aught like it?


"I say, I wish you to come with me into the house!"

'I say, I wish you to come with me into the house!'


I cried, thinking him deaf, yet highly disgusted at his rudeness.

I cried, highly disgusted at his rudeness.


I getten summut else to do," he answered, and continued his work; moving his lantern jaws meanwhile, and surveying my dress and countenance (the former a great deal too fine, but the latter, I'm sure, as sad as he could desire) with sovereign contempt.

I got summut else to do,' he answered with contempt, and continued his work.


I walked round the yard, and through a wicket, to another door, at which I took the liberty of knocking, in hopes some more civil servant might show himself.

I walked round the yard to another door, at which I knocked.


After a short suspense, it was opened by a tall, gaunt man, without neckerchief, and otherwise extremely slovenly; his features were lost in masses of shaggy hair that hung on his shoulders; and _his_ eyes, too, were like a ghostly Catherine's with all their beauty annihilated.

It was opened by a tall, gaunt, unkempt man; masses of shaggy hair hung on his shoulders; and his eyes, too, were like a ghostly Catherine's with all their beauty annihilated.


"My name was Isabella Linton," I replied.

'My name was Isabella Linton,' I replied.


I'm lately married to Mr. Heathcliff, and he has brought me here-I suppose, by your permission."

'I'm married to Mr. Heathcliff, and he has brought me here.'


asked the hermit, glaring like a hungry wolf.


"Yes-we came just now," I said; "but he left me by the kitchen door; and when I would have gone in, your little boy played sentinel over the place, and frightened me off by the help of a bull-dog."

'Yes - just now,' I said; 'but he left me here, and I am frightened of the bull-dog in your kitchen.'


"It's well the hellish villain has kept his word!"

'It's well the hellish villain has kept his word!'


growled my future host, searching the darkness beyond me in expectation of discovering Heathcliff; and then he indulged in a soliloquy of execrations, and threats of what he would have done had the "fiend" deceived him.


I repented having tried this second entrance, and was almost inclined to slip away before he finished cursing, but ere I could execute that intention, he ordered me in, and shut and re-fastened the door.

I wanted to slip away, but he ordered me in, and shut the door.


There was a great fire, and that was all the light in the huge apartment, whose floor had grown a uniform grey; and the once brilliant pewter-dishes, which used to attract my gaze when I was a girl, partook of a similar obscurity, created by tarnish and dust.

There was a great fire, and that was the only light in the huge apartment. Its floor had become grey; as had the once brilliant pewter-dishes, now dark with tarnish and dust.


I inquired whether I might call the maid, and be conducted to a bedroom! Mr. Earnshaw vouchsafed no answer. He walked up and down, with his hands in his pockets, apparently quite forgetting my presence; and his abstraction was evidently so deep, and his whole aspect so misanthropical, that I shrank from disturbing him again.

I asked if I might call a maid; but Mr. Hindley Earnshaw walked up and down, with his hands in his pockets, quite forgetting my presence.


You'll not be surprised, Ellen, at my feeling particularly cheerless, seated in worse than solitude on that inhospitable hearth, and remembering that four miles distant lay my delightful home, containing the only people I loved on earth; and there might as well be the Atlantic to part us, instead of those four miles: I could not overpass them!

You'll not be surprised, Ellen, at my feeling very cheerless, remembering that four miles distant lay my delightful home, containing the only people I loved on earth; and there might as well be the Atlantic between us, instead of those four miles!


I questioned with myself-where must I turn for comfort?


and-mind you don't tell Edgar, or Catherine-above every sorrow beside, this rose pre-eminent: despair at finding nobody who could or would be my ally against Heathcliff!

The cause of my worst despair was finding nobody who would be my ally against Heathcliff!


I had sought shelter at Wuthering Heights, almost gladly, because I was secured by that arrangement from living alone with him; but he knew the people we were coming amongst, and he did not fear their intermeddling.

I had sought shelter at Wuthering Heights almost gladly, because it was better than living alone with him; but the people here will not interfere.


I sat and thought a doleful time: the clock struck eight, and nine, and still my companion paced to and fro, his head bent on his breast, and perfectly silent, unless a groan or a bitter ejaculation forced itself out at intervals.

Meanwhile the clock struck nine, and still my companion paced to and fro, groaning now and then.


I listened to detect a woman's voice in the house, and filled the interim with wild regrets and dismal anticipations, which, at last, spoke audibly in irrepressible sighing and weeping.


I was not aware how openly I grieved, till Earnshaw halted opposite, in his measured walk, and gave me a stare of newly-awakened surprise.

I could not help weeping, till Earnshaw halted, and gave me a stare of newly-awakened surprise.


Taking advantage of his recovered attention, I exclaimed-"I'm tired with my journey, and I want to go to bed!

I exclaimed - 'I'm tired with my journey, and I want to go to bed!


Direct me to her, as she won't come to me!"


"We have none," he answered; "you must wait on yourself!"

'We have none,' he answered; 'you must wait on yourself!'


I sobbed; I was beyond regarding self-respect, weighed down by fatigue and wretchedness.


"Joseph will show you Heathcliff's chamber," said he; "open that door-he's in there."

'Joseph will show you Heathcliff's chamber,' said he.


I was going to obey, but he suddenly arrested me, and added in the strangest tone-"Be so good as to turn your lock, and draw your bolt-don't omit it!"

Then he added in the strangest tone - 'Be so good as to lock your door and bolt it!'


I did not relish the notion of deliberately fastening myself in with Heathcliff.


he replied, pulling from his waistcoat a curiously-constructed pistol, having a double-edged spring knife attached to the barrel.

he replied, pulling out a pistol with a knife attached to the barrel.


"That's a great tempter to a desperate man, is it not?

'That's a great tempter to a desperate man, is it not?


I cannot resist going up with this every night, and trying his door.


If once I find it open he's done for; I do it invariably, even though the minute before I have been recalling a hundred reasons that should make me refrain: it is some devil that urges me to thwart my own schemes by killing him.


You fight against that devil for love as long as you may; when the time comes, not all the angels in heaven shall save him!"

When the time comes, not all the angels in heaven shall save him!'


I surveyed the weapon inquisitively. A hideous notion struck me: how powerful I should be possessing such an instrument!

I surveyed the weapon inquisitively, thinking how powerful I should be with such an instrument!


I took it from his hand, and touched the blade.

I took it from his hand and touched the blade.


He looked astonished at the expression my face assumed during a brief second: it was not horror, it was covetousness.

He looked astonished at the covetous expression on my face.


He snatched the pistol back, jealously; shut the knife, and returned it to its concealment.

Snatching it back, he returned it to its hiding-place.


"I don't care if you tell him," said he.

'I don't care if you tell him,' said he.


"Put him on his guard, and watch for him.


You know the terms we are on, I see: his danger does not shock you."


"In what has he wronged you, to warrant this appalling hatred?


Wouldn't it be wiser to bid him quit the house?"


thundered Earnshaw; "should he offer to leave me, he's a dead man: persuade him to attempt it, and you are a murderess!

thundered Earnshaw; 'if he tries to leave me, he's a dead man!


Am I to lose _all_, without a chance of retrieval?

Am I to lose all, without a chance of retrieval?


I _will_ have it back; and I'll have _his_ gold too; and then his blood; and hell shall have his soul!

I'll have his gold, and then his blood; and hell shall have his soul!'


It will be ten times blacker with that guest than ever it was before!"


You've acquainted me, Ellen, with your old master's habits. He is clearly on the verge of madness: he was so last night at least.

Your old master is clearly on the verge of madness, Ellen.


I shuddered to be near him, and thought on the servant's ill-bred moroseness as comparatively agreeable. He now recommenced his moody walk, and I raised the latch, and escaped into the kitchen.


Joseph was bending over the fire, peering into a large pan that swung above it; and a wooden bowl of oatmeal stood on the settle close by.

Joseph was bending over the fire, peering into a large pan; a bowl of oatmeal stood close by.


The contents of the pan began to boil, and he turned to plunge his hand into the bowl; I conjectured that this preparation was probably for our supper, and, being hungry, I resolved it should be eatable; so, crying out sharply, "_I'll_ make the porridge!"

I guessed that the pan held our supper, and, being hungry, I resolved it should be eatable; so, crying out, 'I'll make the porridge!'


I removed the vessel out of his reach, and proceeded to take off my hat and riding-habit.


"Mr. Earnshaw," I continued, "directs me to wait on myself: I will.


I'm not going to act the lady among you, for fear I should starve."

Earnshaw,' I continued, 'tells me to wait on myself: so I will, rather than starve.'


he muttered, sitting down, and stroking his ribbed stockings from the knee to the ankle.


"If there's to be fresh ortherings-just when I getten used to two maisters, if I mun hev' a _mistress_ set o'er my heead, it's like time to be flitting.

'If I must have a mistress set o'er my head, it's time to be flitting!'


I niver _did_ think to see t' day that I mud lave th' owld place-but I doubt it's nigh at hand!"


This lamentation drew no notice from me: I went briskly to work, sighing to remember a period when it would have been all merry fun; but compelled speedily to drive off the remembrance.

I took no notice, but went briskly to work.


It racked me to recall past happiness and the greater peril there was of conjuring up its apparition, the quicker the thible ran round, and the faster the handfuls of meal fell into the water.


Joseph beheld my style of cookery with growing indignation.

Joseph watched me with growing indignation.


"Hareton, thou willn't sup thy porridge to-neeght; they'll be naught but lumps as big as my neive.

'Hareton, thou won't sup thy porridge tonight; they'll be naught but lumps.'


There, pale t' guilp off, un' then ye'll hae done wi't.


It's a mercy t' bothom isn't deaved out!"


It _was_ rather a rough mess, I own, when poured into the basins; four had been provided, and a gallon pitcher of new milk was brought from the dairy, which Hareton seized and commenced drinking and spilling from the expansive lip.

It was rather a rough mess, I own, when poured into the bowls. Hareton seized the jug of milk and drank from it.


I expostulated, and desired that he should have his in a mug; affirming that I could not taste the liquid treated so dirtily. The old cynic chose to be vastly offended at this nicety; assuring me, repeatedly, that "the barn was every bit as good" as I, "and every bit as wollsome," and wondering how I could fashion to be so conceited. Meanwhile, the infant ruffian continued sucking; and glowered up at me defyingly, as he slavered into the jug.

When I told him he should put it in a mug, he kept drinking and glowered at me defyingly.


"I shall have my supper in another room," I said.

'I shall have my supper in another room,' I said.


If yah dunnut loike wer company, there's maister's; un' if yah dunnut loike maister, there's us."

If yah don't like our company, there's master's; an' if yah don't like master, there's us.'


"Then I shall go upstairs," I answered; "show me a chamber."

'Then I shall go upstairs,' I answered; 'show me a room.'


I put my basin on a tray, and went myself to fetch some more milk.


With great grumblings, the fellow rose, and preceded me in my ascent: we mounted to the garrets; he opened a door, now and then, to look into the apartments we passed.

With great grumblings, the fellow rose, and we mounted to the garrets.


"Here's a rahm," he said, at last, flinging back a cranky board on hinges.

'Here's a room,' he said, flinging back a cranky door.


"It's weel eneugh to ate a few porridge in.


There's a pack o' corn i' t' corner, thear, meeterly clane; if ye're feared o' muckying yer grand silk cloes, spread yer hankerchir o' t' top on't."


The "rahm" was a kind of lumber-hole smelling strong of malt and grain; various sacks of which articles were piled around, leaving a wide, bare space in the middle.

The room was a lumber-hole smelling of malt and grain, which were piled around in sacks.


"Why, man," I exclaimed, facing him angrily, "this is not a place to sleep in.

'Why, man,' I exclaimed angrily, 'this is not a place to sleep in.


"Yah's see all t' _bed-rumes_ thear is-yon's mine."

'Yah see all t' bedrooms there is - yon's mine.'


He pointed into the second garret, only differing from the first in being more naked about the walls, and having a large, low, curtainless bed, with an indigo-coloured quilt, at one end.


"I suppose Mr. Heathcliff does not lodge at the top of the house, does he?"

Mr. Heathcliff does not sleep up here, does he?'


it's Maister _Hathecliff's_ ye're wanting?"

it's Master Hathecliff's ye're wanting?'


un' then, I mud ha' telled ye, baht all this wark, that that's just one ye cannut see-he allas keeps it locked, un' nob'dy iver mells on't but hisseln."

He allas keeps his locked, an' nobody ever goes in but hisself.'


"You've a nice house, Joseph," I could not refrain from observing, "and pleasant inmates; and I think the concentrated essence of all the madness in the world took up its abode in my brain the day I linked my fate with theirs!


However, that is not to the present purpose-there are other rooms.


For heaven's sake be quick, and let me settle somewhere!"

For heaven's sake, let me settle somewhere!'


He made no reply to this adjuration; only plodding doggedly down the wooden steps, and halting, before an apartment which, from that halt and the superior quality of its furniture, I conjectured to be the best one.

He made no reply. Plodding down the wooden steps, he halted at an apartment which, from the superior quality of its furniture, I assumed to be the best one.


There was a carpet-a good one, but the pattern was obliterated by dust; a fireplace hung with cut-paper, dropping to pieces; a handsome oak-bedstead with ample crimson curtains of rather expensive material and modern make; but they had evidently experienced rough usage: the vallances hung in festoons, wrenched from their rings, and the iron rod supporting them was bent in an arc on one side, causing the drapery to trail upon the floor.

There was a carpet, its pattern hidden by dust; a fireplace hung with cut-paper, dropping to pieces; and a handsome oak bedstead with crimson curtains, which had been wrenched roughly from their rings, so that they trailed upon the floor.


The chairs were also damaged, many of them severely; and deep indentations deformed the panels of the walls.

The chairs were also damaged, as were the panels of the walls.


I was endeavouring to gather resolution for entering and taking possession, when my fool of a guide announced,-"This here is t' maister's."

'This here is t' master's,' announced my guide.


My supper by this time was cold, my appetite gone, and my patience exhausted.

My supper by this time was cold, and my patience exhausted.


I insisted on being provided instantly with a place of refuge, and means of repose.

I insisted on being provided instantly with a room and a bed.


Ye've seen all but Hareton's bit of a cham'er.

Ye've seen all but Hareton's bit of a chamber.


There's not another hoile to lig down in i' th' hahse!"

There's not another hole to lie down in i' th' house!'


I was so vexed, I flung my tray and its contents on the ground; and then seated myself at the stairs'-head, hid my face in my hands, and cried.

I was so vexed, I flung my porridge on the ground; and then sat on the stairs and cried.


Howsiver, t' maister sall just tum'le o'er them brooken pots; un' then we's hear summut; we's hear how it's to be.

'T' master'll tumble over them broken pots; an' then we'll hear summut!


ye desarve pining fro' this to Chrustmas, flinging t' precious gifts o'God under fooit i' yer flaysome rages!


But I'm mista'en if ye shew yer sperrit lang.


Will Hathecliff bide sich bonny ways, think ye?

Will Hathecliff bide such bonny ways, think ye?'


I nobbut wish he may catch ye i' that plisky.


And so he went on scolding to his den beneath, taking the candle with him; and I remained in the dark.

He went scolding to his den, taking the candle with him; and I remained in the dark.


The period of reflection succeeding this silly action compelled me to admit the necessity of smothering my pride and choking my wrath, and bestirring myself to remove its effects.


An unexpected aid presently appeared in the shape of Throttler, whom I now recognised as a son of our old Skulker: it had spent its whelphood at the Grange, and was given by my father to Mr. Hindley.

An unexpected aid appeared in the shape of Throttler.


I fancy it knew me: it pushed its nose against mine by way of salute, and then hastened to devour the porridge; while I groped from step to step, collecting the shattered earthenware, and drying the spatters of milk from the banister with my pocket-handkerchief.

The dog pushed its nose against mine by way of salute, and then devoured the porridge, while I collected the shattered earthenware, and dried the spatters of milk with my handkerchief.


Our labours were scarcely over when I heard Earnshaw's tread in the passage; my assistant tucked in his tail, and pressed to the wall; I stole into the nearest doorway.

Soon I heard Earnshaw's step, and stole into the nearest doorway.


The dog's endeavour to avoid him was unsuccessful; as I guessed by a scutter downstairs, and a prolonged, piteous yelping.

The dog could not avoid him, as I guessed by a piteous yelping.


I had better luck: he passed on, entered his chamber, and shut the door.

Luckily he passed by me, entered his chamber, and shut the door.


Directly after Joseph came up with Hareton, to put him to bed.

I found shelter in Hareton's room until Joseph came up with Hareton to put him to bed.


I had found shelter in Hareton's room, and the old man, on seeing me, said,-"They's rahm for boath ye un' yer pride, now, I sud think i' the hahse.

'There's room for both ye an' yer pride downstairs, now,' he said.


It's empty; ye may hev' it all to yerseln, un' Him as allus maks a third, i' sich ill company!"


Gladly did I take advantage of this intimation; and the minute I flung myself into a chair, by the fire, I nodded, and slept.

Gladly did I take advantage of this. I flung myself into a chair by the fire, and slept.


My slumber was deep and sweet, though over far too soon.


Mr. Heathcliff awoke me; he had just come in, and demanded, in his loving manner, what I was doing there?


I told him the cause of my staying up so late-that he had the key of our room in his pocket.

I told him that he had the key of our room in his pocket.


The adjective _our_ gave mortal offence.


He swore it was not, nor ever should be, mine; and he'd-but I'll not repeat his language, nor describe his habitual conduct: he is ingenious and unresting in seeking to gain my abhorrence!

He swore it was not, nor ever should be, mine - but I'll not repeat his language!


I sometimes wonder at him with an intensity that deadens my fear: yet, I assure you, a tiger or a venomous serpent could not rouse terror in me equal to that which he wakens.

I sometimes wonder at him with an intensity that deadens my fear: yet a tiger or a venomous serpent could not rouse terror in me equal to that which he wakens.


He told me of Catherine's illness, and accused my brother of causing it promising that I should be Edgar's proxy in suffering, till he could get hold of him.

He told me of Catherine's illness, and accused my brother of causing it, promising that I should suffer in Edgar's place.


I do hate him-I am wretched-I have been a fool!

I hate him - I am wretched - I have been a fool!


Beware of uttering one breath of this to any one at the Grange.

Do not utter one breath of this to anyone at the Grange.


I shall expect you every day-don't disappoint me!-ISABELLA.

I shall expect you every day - don't disappoint me! Isabella.


Cathy stayed at Thrushcross Grange five weeks: till Christmas.


By that time her ankle was thoroughly cured, and her manners much improved.

By that time her ankle was 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.

Mrs. Earnshaw visited her often, and began her plan of reform by offering her fine clothes and flattery, which she took readily.
So, instead of a wild, hatless little savage jumping into the house, and rushing to squeeze us all breathless, there alighted from a handsome black pony a very dignified person, with brown ringlets and a long riding-habit, which she was obliged to hold up with both hands so that she might sail in.


Hindley lifted her from her horse, exclaiming delightedly, "Why, Cathy, you are quite a beauty!

Hindley exclaimed 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 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.

'Isabella has not her beauty,' replied his wife; 'but she must mind not to grow wild again here.


Ellen, help Miss Catherine off with her things-Stay, dear, you will disarrange your curls-let me untie your hat."

Ellen, help Miss Catherine off with her things.'


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.

I removed the riding-habit, and there shone forth a grand silk frock and polished shoes. While her eyes sparkled joyfully when the dogs came bounding up, she dared hardly touch them lest they should paw 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.

She kissed me gently: I was all flour making the Christmas cake, and she could not 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.

Mr. and Mrs. Earnshaw watched anxiously.


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.

Nobody but I even did him the kindness to call him a dirty boy, and bid him wash himself once a week.


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.

His clothes held three months' dust, his hair was uncombed, and his face and hands were dismally begrimed.


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.

He might well skulk behind the settle, on beholding such a bright, graceful girl enter the house.


she demanded, pulling off her gloves, and displaying fingers wonderfully whitened with doing nothing and staying indoors.


"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.

'Heathcliff, come forward,' cried Mr. Hindley, enjoying his discomfiture.


"You may come and wish Miss Catherine welcome, like the other servants."

'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!

Cathy flew to embrace him; she bestowed seven or eight kisses on his cheek before she stopped, and burst into a laugh, exclaiming, 'Why, how very black and cross you look!


But that's because I'm used to Edgar and Isabella Linton.


Well, Heathcliff, have you forgotten me?"

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."

'Shake hands, Heathcliff,' said Mr. Earnshaw, condescendingly; 'once in a way that is permitted.'


"I shall not," replied the boy, finding his tongue at last; "I shall not stand to be laughed at.

'I shall not,' replied the boy, finding his tongue at last; 'I shall not stand to be laughed at!'


And he would have broken from the circle, but Miss Cathy seized him again.

And he would have left, 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!

'I did not mean to laugh at you,' she said. 'Shake hands at least!


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.

She gazed concernedly at the dusky fingers she held in her own, and also at her dress; which she feared had been soiled.


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."

'I shall be as dirty as I please: and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty.'


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.

With that he dashed out of the room, amid the merriment of the master and mistress, and to the serious disturbance of Catherine; who could not understand how her remarks should have produced such 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.

After playing lady's-maid to the newcomer, and putting my cakes in the oven, and making the house and kitchen cheerful with great fires, befitting Christmas-eve, I sat down to amuse myself by singing carols.


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.

Joseph, grumbling, retired to pray, while Mr. and Mrs. Earnshaw showed Catherine some gay trifles bought for her to present to the little Lintons.


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."

They had invited them to spend the next day 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.'


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 smelt the rich scent of the spices; and admired the shining kitchen utensils, the clock decked in holly, the silver mugs ranged on a tray ready to be filled with mulled ale for supper; and above all, the purity of my 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.

I inwardly applauded it all, and then I remembered how old Earnshaw used to give me a shilling at Christmas. From that I went on to think of his fondness for Heathcliff, and his dread lest he should be neglected; and that led me to consider the poor lad's situation now, and made me change from singing 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.

However, it made more sense to try to repair some of his wrongs than shed tears over them: so I got up and went 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.

I found him feeding the ponies in the stable.


I said, "the kitchen is so comfortable; and Joseph is upstairs: 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."

I said, 'the kitchen is so comfortable; and Joseph is upstairs: let me dress you smartly before Miss Cathy comes, 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.


"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.

I waited, 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.

Catherine supped with her brother and sister-in-law: Joseph and I had an unsociable meal, but Heathcliff's 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.

He worked till nine o'clock, and then marched 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.

Cathy came into the kitchen once to speak to him; but he was already gone.


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.

In the morning he rose early; and carried his ill-humour on to the moors till the family had gone to 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."

Then he came in and exclaimed abruptly, 'Nelly, make me decent. I'm going to be good.'


"High time, Heathcliff," I said; "you _have_ grieved Catherine: she's sorry she ever came home, I daresay!

'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.

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


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

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


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

'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.

'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.

'Proud people breed 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.

Go up and offer to kiss her; only do it heartily, and not as if you thought her a stranger.


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.

Edgar Linton shall look quite a doll beside you.


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?"

You are younger, and yet you are taller and twice as broad across the shoulders; you could knock him down in a twinkling.'


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.

'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!"

I wish I had light hair and a fair skin, and was well-dressed, and had a chance of being rich!'


"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.

'And cried for mamma at every turn,' I added, 'and trembled if a country lad shook his fist, 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?

Do you see those two lines between your eyes; and those thick brows, that sink over your eyes, making them lurk glinting under their lids 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.

Learn to smooth away the surly wrinkles, to raise your lids frankly, making your eyes confident and innocent.


Don't get the expression of a vicious cur that appears to know the kicks it gets are its dessert, and yet hates all the world, as well as the kicker, for what it suffers."

Don't get the expression of a vicious dog that expects only kicks.'


"In other words, I must wish for Edgar Linton's great blue eyes and even forehead," he replied.

'In other words, I must wish for Edgar Linton's great blue eyes,' 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.

'A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad,' I continued, 'and a bad one will turn the bonniest face ugly.


And now that we've done washing, and combing, and sulking-tell me whether you don't think yourself rather handsome?

And now that we've done washing, and combing, don't you think yourself rather handsome?


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?

Who knows but your father was Emperor of China, and your mother an Indian queen?


And you were kidnapped by wicked sailors and brought to England.

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.

So I chattered on; and Heathcliff gradually lost his frown and began to look quite pleasant, when our conversation was interrupted by a rumbling sound in the courtyard.


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.

I ran to the door, just as the two Lintons descended from their carriage, smothered in cloaks and furs, and the Earnshaws dismounted 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.

Catherine took a hand of each of the children, brought them into the house and set them before the fire.


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.

I urged my companion to hasten now and show his good humour, and he willingly obeyed; but by ill luck, as he opened the door, he met Hindley.


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.

The master, irritated at seeing him clean and cheerful, shoved him back, 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."

He'll be cramming his fingers in the tarts, 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."

'No, sir,' I answered, 'he'll touch nothing: and he should have his share.'


"He shall have his share of my hand, if I catch him downstairs till dark," cried Hindley.

'He shall have his share of my hand, if I catch him downstairs,' cried Hindley.


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!"

Wait till I get hold of those elegant locks - see if I won't pull them a bit longer!'


"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!"

'They are long enough already,' observed Master Linton, peeping from the doorway; '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 ventured this remark without meaning to insult; but Heathcliff was not prepared to take any impertinence from him.


He seized a tureen of hot apple sauce (the first thing that came under his grip) 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.

He seized a tureen of hot apple sauce and dashed it in the speaker's face.


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.

Mr. Earnshaw snatched up the culprit and dragged him to his chamber; where, doubtless, he administered a rough remedy.


I got the dishcloth, and rather spitefully scrubbed Edgar's nose and mouth, affirming it served him right for meddling.

I got the dishcloth, and rather spitefully scrubbed Edgar's face, saying it served him right for meddling.


His sister began weeping to go home, and Cathy stood by confounded, blushing for all.

His sister began weeping, and Cathy stood by confounded.


"He was in a bad temper, and now you've spoilt your visit; and he'll be flogged: I hate him to be flogged!

'He was in a bad temper, and now he'll be flogged: I hate him to be flogged!


"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."

'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.

'Well, don't cry,' replied Catherine, contemptuously; 'you're not killed.


Don't make more mischief; my brother is coming: be quiet!


"That brute of a lad has warmed me nicely.

'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!"

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.

The little party recovered at sight of the 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.

Mr. Earnshaw carved generous 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.

I was pained to see Catherine, with dry eyes and an indifferent air, cutting up her goose.


"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."

'An unfeeling child,' I thought; '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 lifted a mouthful to her lips: then she set it down: her cheeks flushed, and the tears fell.


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.

I did not call her unfeeling for long: for I saw that all day she was in purgatory, looking for a chance of paying a visit to Heathcliff, who had been locked up by the master.


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.

Cathy begged that Heathcliff might be freed, as Isabella Linton had no partner: her entreaties were vain, and I was made to fill in instead.


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.

We got rid of all gloom in the excitement, and our pleasure was increased by the arrival of the Gimmerton band: 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.

After the carols, we set them to songs and glees.


Mrs. Earnshaw loved the music, and so they gave us plenty.


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.

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 never noted our absence.


She made no stay at the stairs'-head, but mounted farther, to the garret where Heathcliff was confined, and called him.

Catherine mounted 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.

He would not answer; but she persevered, and finally persuaded him to talk with her through the door.


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.

I let the poor things alone, till the songs were about to end; 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.

The little monkey had crept out by the skylight of one garret, along the roof, and into the skylight of the other, and it was with the greatest difficulty that 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.

When she came, Heathcliff came with her, and she insisted that I should take him into the kitchen, since Joseph had gone to a neighbour's to get away from the sound of our 'devil's music.'


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.

As Heathcliff had not eaten since yesterday's dinner, I let him go down: I set him on a stool by the fire, and offered him good things: but he was sick and could eat little.


He leant his two elbows on his knees, and his chin on his hands and remained rapt in dumb meditation.

He leant his chin on his hands in meditation.


On my inquiring the subject of his thoughts, he answered gravely-"I'm trying to settle how I shall pay Hindley back.

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.


"It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive."

'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.

'No, God won't have the satisfaction that I shall,' he returned.


Let me alone, and I'll plan it out: while I'm thinking of that I don't feel pain."

Let me alone, and I'll plan it: while I'm thinking of that I don't feel pain.'


"But, Mr. Lockwood, I forget these tales cannot divert you.

'But, Mr. Lockwood,' (said Mrs. Dean) '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!

How I chatter on, when your gruel is cold, and you are nodding for bed!


I could have told Heathcliff's history, all that you need hear, in half a dozen words."

I could have told Heathcliff's history 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.

Thus interrupting herself, the housekeeper rose; but I felt very far from sleeping.


"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."

'I like to hear the story told leisurely: I am interested in every character.'


"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."

'No matter - I shall lie in till ten tomorrow.


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."


Well, you must allow me to leap over some three years; during that space Mrs. Earnshaw-"

'Well, sir, you must allow me to leap over some three years. During that space Mrs. Earnshaw-'


"No, no, I'll allow nothing of the sort!

'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?"


"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 see that people in these lonely regions live more in earnest, more in themselves, and less in frivolous external things, than in the town.


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."

I could fancy a love of life here almost possible; it is like a simple, honest meal compared to a banquet laid out by French chefs.'


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

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


"Excuse me," I responded; "you, my good friend, are a striking evidence against that assertion.

'Excuse me,' I responded; 'you, my good friend, are 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.

I am sure you have thought a great deal more than most servants think.'


You have been compelled to cultivate your reflective faculties for want of occasions for frittering your life away in silly trifles."


"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.

'I certainly judge myself a steady, reasonable kind of body,' she said; 'not exactly from living among the hills; but I have undergone sharp discipline, which has taught me wisdom; and 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.

You could not open a book in this library that I have not looked into.


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."

However, I had better go on; and instead of leaping three years, I will pass to the next summer - that of 1778, nearly twenty-three years ago.'


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.

He had been active and healthy, yet his strength left him suddenly; and he grew irritable.


A nothing vexed him; and suspected slights of his authority nearly threw him into fits.

Any 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.

This happened especially if any one attempted to impose upon his favourite: he seemed to think that, because he liked Heathcliff, we all hated him.


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.

It was a disadvantage to the lad; for the kinder among us humoured the master, nourishing 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.

But twice or thrice, Hindley's scorn roused the old man to a fury: he seized his stick to strike him, and shook with rage because he could not do it.


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."

At last, our curate advised that Hindley should be sent to college; and Mr. Earnshaw agreed, though with a heavy spirit, for he said 'Hindley was nought, and would never thrive.'


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.

I fancied the master's discontent arose from his family disagreements; but really, you know, sir, it was his age and 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.

Still, we might have got on well enough, but for two people - Miss Cathy, and Joseph, the servant.


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.

He was the most wearisome self-righteous Pharisee that ever ransacked a Bible to take 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.

His sermonising made a great impression on Mr. Earnshaw; and the more feeble the master became, the more influence Joseph gained.


He was relentless in worrying him about his soul's concerns, and about ruling his children rigidly.

He worried him relentlessly about his soul, and about ruling his children.


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 heaping the heaviest blame on the latter.

He encouraged him to regard Hindley as a sinner; and, night after night, he grumbled out a long string of tales against Heathcliff and Catherine: always remembering to heap the heaviest blame on the latter.


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 downstairs till the hour she went to bed, we had not a minute's security that she wouldn't be in mischief.

Certainly she put us past our patience fifty times a day. From day-break to bed-time, she was 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.

Her spirits were always high, her tongue always going - singing, laughing, and plaguing everybody.


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.

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 she made you cry, she would cry too, and ask you to comfort her.


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.

The greatest punishment we could invent 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.

In play, she liked to command, but I would not bear her slapping and ordering me; and so I let her know.


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.

Now, Mr. Earnshaw had always been strict and grave with his children; and Catherine had no idea why her father should be crosser and less patient than he used to be.


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.

His peevish reproofs wakened in her a naughty delight to provoke him: she was never so happy as when we were all scolding her, and she defying us with her bold, saucy look, ridiculing Joseph's religious curses, and showing how she had more power over Heathcliff than her father had. The boy would do her bidding in anything.


After behaving as badly as possible all day, she sometimes came fondling to make it up at night.

After behaving badly all day, she sometimes came fondling to make it up with her father at night.