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211 Wuthering Heights By Emily Bronte‘“But I offered more than once, and asked,” he said, kindling up at her pertness, “I askedMr. Heathcliff to let me wake for you—”‘“Be silent! I’ll go out of doors, or anywhere, rather than have your disagreeable voice inmy ear!” said my lady.‘Hareton muttered she might go to hell, for him! and unslinging his gun, restrainedhimself from his Sunday occupations no longer. He talked now, freely enough; and shepresently saw fit to retreat to her solitude: but the frost had set in, and, in spite of herpride, she was forced to condescend to our company, more and more. However, I tookcare there should be no further scorning at my good nature: ever since, I’ve been as stiffas herself; and she has no lover or liker among us: and she does not deserve one; for, letthem say the least word to her, and she’ll curl back without respect of any one. She’llsnap at the master himself, and as good as dares him to thrash her; and the more hurtshe gets, the more venomous she grows.’At first, on hearing this account from Zillah, I determined to leave my situation, take acottage, and get Catherine to come and live with me: but Mr. Heathcliff would as soonpermit that as he would set up Hareton in an independent house; and I can see noremedy, at present, unless she could marry again; and that scheme it does not comewithin my province to arrange.* * * * *Thus ended Mrs. Dean’s story. Notwithstanding the doctor’s prophecy, I am rapidlyrecovering strength; and though it be only the second week in January, I propose gettingout on horseback in a day or two, and riding over to Wuthering Heights, to inform mylandlord that I shall spend the next six months in London; and, if he likes, he may lookout for another tenant to take the place after October. I would not pass another winterhere for much.www.globalgrey.co.uk
212 Wuthering Heights By Emily BronteCHAPTER XXXIYesterday was bright, calm, and frosty. I went to the Heights as I proposed: myhousekeeper entreated me to bear a little note from her to her young lady, and I did notrefuse, for the worthy woman was not conscious of anything odd in her request. Thefront door stood open, but the jealous gate was fastened, as at my last visit; I knockedand invoked Earnshaw from among the garden-beds; he unchained it, and I entered.The fellow is as handsome a rustic as need be seen. I took particular notice of him thistime; but then he does his best apparently to make the least of his advantages.I asked if Mr. Heathcliff were at home? He answered, No; but he would be in at dinnertime.It was eleven o’clock, and I announced my intention of going in and waiting forhim; at which he immediately flung down his tools and accompanied me, in the office ofwatchdog, not as a substitute for the host.We entered together; Catherine was there, making herself useful in preparing somevegetables for the approaching meal; she looked more sulky and less spirited than whenI had seen her first. She hardly raised her eyes to notice me, and continued heremployment with the same disregard to common forms of politeness as before; neverreturning my bow and good-morning by the slightest acknowledgment.‘She does not seem so amiable,’ I thought, ‘as Mrs. Dean would persuade me to believe.She’s a beauty, it is true; but not an angel.’Earnshaw surlily bid her remove her things to the kitchen. ‘Remove them yourself,’ shesaid, pushing them from her as soon as she had done; and retiring to a stool by thewindow, where she began to carve figures of birds and beasts out of the turnip-paringsin her lap. I approached her, pretending to desire a view of the garden; and, as I fancied,adroitly dropped Mrs. Dean’s note on to her knee, unnoticed by Hareton—but she askedaloud, ‘What is that?’ And chucked it off.‘A letter from your old acquaintance, the housekeeper at the Grange,’ I answered;annoyed at her exposing my kind deed, and fearful lest it should be imagined a missiveof my own. She would gladly have gathered it up at this information, but Hareton beather; he seized and put it in his waistcoat, saying Mr. Heathcliff should look at it first.Thereat, Catherine silently turned her face from us, and, very stealthily, drew out herpocket-handkerchief and applied it to her eyes; and her cousin, after struggling awhileto keep down his softer feelings, pulled out the letter and flung it on the floor beside her,as ungraciously as he could. Catherine caught and perused it eagerly; then she put a fewquestions to me concerning the inmates, rational and irrational, of her former home;and gazing towards the hills, murmured in soliloquy:‘I should like to be riding Minny down there! I should like to be climbing up there! Oh!I’m tired—I’m stalled, Hareton!’ And she leant her pretty head back against the sill, withwww.globalgrey.co.uk
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