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.

Will you just turn this nab of heath, and walk into my house?

He’s waiting till I come home that he may lock the gate.

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.

Ah! you won’t believe me, then?’ said Catherine.

‘What!

The little wretch had done her utmost to hurt her cousin’s sensitive though uncultivated feelings, and a physical argument was the only mode he had of balancing the account, and repaying its effects on the inflictor.

Get up!’ he shouted.

I’m really extremely angry; only I’m so pleased I can’t show it!

‘Get done, and begone!’

My question remained so long unanswered, that I thought the old man had grown deaf, and repeated it louder.

‘Look, Miss!’ I exclaimed, pointing to a nook under the roots of one twisted tree.

Gimmerton was an unsubstantial name in her ears; the chapel, the only building she had approached or entered, except her own home.

I exclaimed that he had killed Linton, and I WOULD enter.

Abstract your mind from the subject at present: you are too prone to covet your neighbour’s goods; remember THIS neighbour’s goods are mine.’

‘Nothing only look at the almanack on that wall;’ he pointed to a framed sheet hanging near the window, and continued, ‘The crosses are for the evenings you have spent with the Lintons, the dots for those spent with me.

Wisht!’ muttered the young man, reproachfully; ‘I will not hear you speak so to him.

The other, I felt certain, recalled it often in the course of the evening.

‘And what are those golden rocks like when you stand under them?’ she once asked.

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

‘I wish I could hold you,’ she continued, bitterly, ‘till we were both dead!

‘There’s nobody here!’ I insisted.

Have you been for a soldier?’

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

Though I cannot say I made a gentle nurse, and Joseph and the master were no better, and though our patient was as wearisome and headstrong as a patient could be, she weathered it through.

The young man had been washing himself, as was visible by the glow on his cheeks and his wetted hair.

The lattice, flapping to and fro, had grazed one hand that rested on the sill; no blood trickled from the broken skin, and when I put my fingers to it, I could doubt no more: he was dead and stark!

He made several efforts to obey, but his little strength was annihilated for the time, and he fell back again with a moan.

‘He has satisfied my expectations.

Decide!

‘I am not afraid of you!’ exclaimed Catherine, who could not hear the latter part of his speech.

However, the dogs gave notice of my approach.

‘The next time you bring a tale to me you shall quit my service, Ellen Dean,’ he replied.

Where is that?’ I asked.

If you had remembered that Hareton was your cousin as much as Master Heathcliff, you would have felt how improper it was to behave in that way.

Probably she had not touched her dress since yester evening.

‘Think for yourself!

‘No, Mr. Lockwood,’ said Nelly, shaking her head.

‘You must tell her,’ she continued, ‘that I would answer her letter, but I have no materials for writing: not even a book from which I might tear a leaf.’

Had I been born where laws are less strict and tastes less dainty, I should treat myself to a slow vivisection of those two, as an evening’s amusement.’

Fortunately, curiosity and a quick intellect made her an apt scholar: she learned rapidly and eagerly, and did honour to his teaching.

Miss has wasted too much time on you already: we cannot remain five minutes longer.’

‘Wouldn’t you rather sit here?’ asked Linton, addressing Cathy in a tone which expressed reluctance to move again.

Dear uncle!

And now that she is vanished to rest, and Ihave meditated for another hour or two, I shall summon courage to go also, in spite of aching laziness of head and limbs.

You mustn’t go and leave, after all.

‘Your beasts have trotted off,’ he said, ‘and now Linton!

None for my friend,’ she replied: ‘his strong head will keep him from danger; a little for Hindley: but he can’t be made morally worse than he is; and I stand between him and bodily harm.

‘He’s good and patient now.

‘She’s not accustomed to be spoiled not kept for a pet.’