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1"It was your servant Zillah," I replied, flinging myself on to the floor, and rapidly resuming my garments. "I should
2not care if you did, Mr. Heathcliff; she richly deserves it. I suppose that she wanted to get another proof that the
3place was haunted, at my expense. Well, it is--swarming with ghosts and goblins! You have reason in shutting it up, I
4assure you. No one will thank you for a doze in such a den!" "What do you mean?" asked Heathcliff, "and what are you
5doing? Lie down and finish out the night, since you are here; but, for Heaven's sake! don't repeat that horrid noise:
6nothing could excuse it, unless you were having your throat cut!" "If the little fiend had got in at the window, she
7probably would have strangled me!" I returned. "I'm not going to endure the persecutions of your hospitable ancestors
8again. Was not the Reverend Jabez Branderham akin to you on the mother's side? And that minx, Catherine Linton, or
9Earnshaw, or however she was called--she must have been a changeling--wicked little soul! She told me she had been
10walking the earth these twenty years: a just punishment for her mortal transgressions, I've no doubt!" Scarcely were
11these words uttered when I recollected the association of Heathcliff's with Catherine's name in the book, which had
12completely slipped from my memory, till thus awakened. I blushed at my inconsideration: but, without showing further
13consciousness of the offence, I hastened to add--"The truth is, sir, I passed the first part of the night in--" Here I
14stopped afresh--I was about to say "perusing those old volumes," then it would have revealed my knowledge of their
15written, as well as their printed, contents; so, correcting myself, I went on--"in spelling over the name scratched on
16that window-ledge. A monotonous occupation, calculated to set me asleep, like counting, or--" "What can you mean by
17talking in this way to me!" thundered Heathcliff with savage vehemence. "How--how dare you, under my roof?--God! he's
18mad to speak so!" And he struck his forehead with rage. I did not know whether to resent this language or pursue my
19explanation; but he seemed so powerfully affected that I took pity and proceeded with my dreams; affirming I had never
20heard the appellation of "Catherine Linton" before, but reading it often over produced an impression which personified
21itself when I had no longer my imagination under control. Heathcliff gradually fell back into the shelter of the bed, as
22I spoke; finally sitting down almost concealed behind it. I guessed, however, by his irregular and intercepted
23breathing, that he struggled to vanquish an excess of violent emotion. Not liking to show him that I had heard the
24conflict, I continued my toilette rather noisily, looked at my watch, and soliloquised on the length of the night: "Not
25three o'clock yet! I could have taken oath it had been six. Time stagnates here: we must surely have retired to rest at
26eight!" "Always at nine in winter, and rise at four," said my host, suppressing a groan: and, as I fancied, by the
27motion of his arm's shadow, dashing a tear from his eyes. "Mr. Lockwood," he added, "you may go into my room: you'll
28only be in the way, coming downstairs so early: and your childish outcry has sent sleep to the devil for me." "And for
29me, too," I replied. "I'll walk in the yard till daylight, and then I'll be off; and you need not dread a repetition of
30my intrusion. I'm now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find
31sufficient company in himself." "Delightful company!" muttered Heathcliff. "Take the candle, and go where you please. I
32shall join you directly. Keep out of the yard, though, the dogs are unchained; and the house--Juno mounts sentinel
33there, and--nay, you can only ramble about the steps and passages. But, away with you! I'll come in two minutes!" I
34obeyed, so far as to quit the chamber; when, ignorant where the narrow lobbies led, I stood still, and was witness,
35involuntarily, to a piece of superstition on the part of my landlord which belied, oddly, his apparent sense. He got on
36to the bed, and wrenched open the lattice, bursting, as he pulled at it, into an uncontrollable passion of tears. "Come
37in! come in!" he sobbed. "Cathy, do come. Oh, do--once more! Oh! my heart's darling! hear me this time, Catherine, at
38last!" The spectre showed a spectre's ordinary caprice: it gave no sign of being; but the snow and wind whirled wildly
39through, even reaching my station, and blowing out the light. There was such anguish in the gush of grief that
40accompanied this raving, that my compassion made me overlook its folly, and I drew off, half angry to have listened at
41all, and vexed at having related my ridiculous nightmare, since it produced that agony; though why was beyond my
42comprehension. I descended cautiously to the lower regions, and landed in the back-kitchen, where a gleam of fire, raked
43compactly together, enabled me to rekindle my candle. Nothing was stirring except a brindled, grey cat, which crept from
44the ashes, and saluted me with a querulous mew. Two benches, shaped in sections of a circle, nearly enclosed the hearth;
45on one of these I stretched myself, and Grimalkin mounted the other. We were both of us nodding ere any one invaded our
46retreat, and then it was Joseph, shuffling down a wooden ladder that vanished in the roof, through a trap: the ascent to
47his garret, I suppose. He cast a sinister look at the little flame which I had enticed to play between the ribs, swept
48the cat from its elevation, and bestowing himself in the vacancy, commenced the operation of stuffing a three-inch pipe
49with tobacco. My presence in his sanctum was evidently esteemed a piece of impudence too shameful for remark: he
50silently applied the tube to his lips, folded his arms, and puffed away. I let him enjoy the luxury unannoyed; and after
51sucking out his last wreath, and heaving a profound sigh, he got up, and departed as solemnly as he came. A more elastic
52footstep entered next; and now I opened my mouth for a "good-morning," but closed it again, the salutation unachieved;
53for Hareton Earnshaw was performing his orison sotto voce, in a series of curses directed against every object he
54touched, while he rummaged a corner for a spade or shovel to dig through the drifts. He glanced over the back of the
55bench, dilating his nostrils, and thought as little of exchanging civilities with me as with my companion the cat. I
56guessed, by his preparations, that egress was allowed, and, leaving my hard couch, made a movement to follow him. He
57noticed this, and thrust at an inner door with the end of his spade, intimating by an inarticulate sound that there was
58the place where I must go, if I changed my locality. It opened into the house, where the females were already astir;
59Zillah urging flakes of flame up the chimney with a colossal bellows; and Mrs. Heathcliff, kneeling on the hearth,
60reading a book by the aid of the blaze. She held her hand interposed between the furnace-heat and her eyes, and seemed
61absorbed in her occupation; desisting from it only to chide the servant for covering her with sparks, or to push away a
62dog, now and then, that snoozled its nose overforwardly into her face. I was surprised to see Heathcliff there also. He
63stood by the fire, his back towards me, just finishing a stormy scene with poor Zillah; who ever and anon interrupted
64her labour to pluck up the corner of her apron, and heave an indignant groan. "And you, you worthless--" he broke out as
65I entered, turning to his daughter-in-law, and employing an epithet as harmless as duck, or sheep, but generally
66represented by a dash--. "There you are, at your idle tricks again! The rest of them do earn their bread--you live on my
67charity! Put your trash away, and find something to do. You shall pay me for the plague of having you eternally in my
68sight--do you hear, damnable jade?" "I'll put my trash away, because you can make me if I refuse," answered the young
69lady, closing her book, and throwing it on a chair. "But I'll not do anything, though you should swear your tongue out,
70except what I please!"
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