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93 Wuthering Heights By Emily Brontethe place with confusion; still less unfold the business to my master, absorbed as he wasin his present calamity, and having no heart to spare for a second grief! I saw nothingfor it but to hold my tongue, and suffer matters to take their course; and Kenneth beingarrived, I went with a badly composed countenance to announce him. Catherine lay in atroubled sleep: her husband had succeeded in soothing the excess of frenzy; he nowhung over her pillow, watching every shade and every change of her painfullyexpressive features.The doctor, on examining the case for himself, spoke hopefully to him of its having afavourable termination, if we could only preserve around her perfect and constanttranquillity. To me, he signified the threatening danger was not so much death, aspermanent alienation of intellect.I did not close my eyes that night, nor did Mr. Linton: indeed, we never went to bed; andthe servants were all up long before the usual hour, moving through the house withstealthy tread, and exchanging whispers as they encountered each other in theirvocations. Every one was active but Miss Isabella; and they began to remark how soundshe slept: her brother, too, asked if she had risen, and seemed impatient for herpresence, and hurt that she showed so little anxiety for her sister-in-law. I trembled lesthe should send me to call her; but I was spared the pain of being the first proclaimant ofher flight. One of the maids, a thoughtless girl, who had been on an early errand toGimmerton, came panting up-stairs, open-mouthed, and dashed into the chamber,crying: ‘Oh, dear, dear! What mun we have next? Master, master, our young lady—’‘Hold your noise!’ cried, I hastily, enraged at her clamorous manner.‘Speak lower, Mary—What is the matter?’ said Mr. Linton. ‘What ails your young lady?’‘She’s gone, she’s gone! Yon’ Heathcliff’s run off wi’ her!’ gasped the girl.‘That is not true!’ exclaimed Linton, rising in agitation. ‘It cannot be: how has the ideaentered your head? Ellen Dean, go and seek her. It is incredible: it cannot be.’As he spoke he took the servant to the door, and then repeated his demand to know herreasons for such an assertion.‘Why, I met on the road a lad that fetches milk here,’ she stammered, ‘and he askedwhether we weren’t in trouble at the Grange. I thought he meant for missis’s sickness,so I answered, yes. Then says he, “There’s somebody gone after ’em, I guess?” I stared.He saw I knew nought about it, and he told how a gentleman and lady had stopped tohave a horse’s shoe fastened at a blacksmith’s shop, two miles out of Gimmerton, notvery long after midnight! and how the blacksmith’s lass had got up to spy who theywere: she knew them both directly. And she noticed the man—Heathcliff it was, she feltcertain: nob’dy could mistake him, besides—put a sovereign in her father’s hand forpayment. The lady had a cloak about her face; but having desired a sup of water, whileshe drank it fell back, and she saw her very plain. Heathcliff held both bridles as theywww.globalgrey.co.uk
94 Wuthering Heights By Emily Bronterode on, and they set their faces from the village, and went as fast as the rough roadswould let them. The lass said nothing to her father, but she told it all over Gimmertonthis morning.’I ran and peeped, for form’s sake, into Isabella’s room; confirming, when I returned, theservant’s statement. Mr. Linton had resumed his seat by the bed; on my re-entrance, heraised his eyes, read the meaning of my blank aspect, and dropped them without givingan order, or uttering a word.‘Are we to try any measures for overtaking and bringing her back,’ I inquired. ‘Howshould we do?’‘She went of her own accord,’ answered the master; ‘she had a right to go if she pleased.Trouble me no more about her. Hereafter she is only my sister in name: not because Idisown her, but because she has disowned me.’And that was all he said on the subject: he did not make single inquiry further, ormention her in any way, except directing me to send what property she had in the houseto her fresh home, wherever it was, when I knew it.www.globalgrey.co.uk
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