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1"Maister, maister, he's staling t' lanthern!" shouted the ancient, pursuing my retreat. "Hey, Gnasher! Hey, dog! Hey
2Wolf, holld him, holld him!" On opening the little door, two hairy monsters flew at my throat, bearing me down, and
3extinguishing the light; while a mingled guffaw from Heathcliff and Hareton put the copestone on my rage and
4humiliation. Fortunately, the beasts seemed more bent on stretching their paws, and yawning, and flourishing their
5tails, than devouring me alive; but they would suffer no resurrection, and I was forced to lie till their malignant
6masters pleased to deliver me: then, hatless and trembling with wrath, I ordered the miscreants to let me out--on their
7peril to keep me one minute longer--with several incoherent threats of retaliation that, in their indefinite depth of
8virulency, smacked of King Lear. The vehemence of my agitation brought on a copious bleeding at the nose, and still
9Heathcliff laughed, and still I scolded. I don't know what would have concluded the scene, had there not been one person
10at hand rather more rational than myself, and more benevolent than my entertainer. This was Zillah, the stout housewife;
11who at length issued forth to inquire into the nature of the uproar. She thought that some of them had been laying
12violent hands on me; and, not daring to attack her master, she turned her vocal artillery against the younger scoundrel.
13"Well, Mr. Earnshaw," she cried, "I wonder what you'll have agait next? Are we going to murder folk on our very
14door-stones? I see this house will never do for me--look at t' poor lad, he's fair choking! Wisht, wisht; you mun'n't go
15on so. Come in, and I'll cure that: there now, hold ye still." With these words she suddenly splashed a pint of icy
16water down my neck, and pulled me into the kitchen. Mr. Heathcliff followed, his accidental merriment expiring quickly
17in his habitual moroseness. I was sick exceedingly, and dizzy, and faint; and thus compelled perforce to accept lodgings
18under his roof. He told Zillah to give me a glass of brandy, and then passed on to the inner room; while she condoled
19with me on my sorry predicament, and having obeyed his orders, whereby I was somewhat revived, ushered me to bed.
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