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1Mr. Hindley came home to the funeral; and--a thing that amazed us, and set the neighbours gossiping right and left--he
2brought a wife with him. What she was, and where she was born, he never informed us: probably, she had neither money nor
3name to recommend her, or he would scarcely have kept the union from his father. She was not one that would have
4disturbed the house much on her own account. Every object she saw, the moment she crossed the threshold, appeared to
5delight her; and every circumstance that took place about her: except the preparing for the burial, and the presence of
6the mourners. I thought she was half silly, from her behaviour while that went on: she ran into her chamber, and made me
7come with her, though I should have been dressing the children: and there she sat shivering and clasping her hands, and
8asking repeatedly--"Are they gone yet?" Then she began describing with hysterical emotion the effect it produced on her
9to see black; and started, and trembled, and, at last, fell a-weeping--and when I asked what was the matter, answered,
10she didn't know; but she felt so afraid of dying! I imagined her as little likely to die as myself. She was rather thin,
11but young, and fresh-complexioned, and her eyes sparkled as bright as diamonds. I did remark, to be sure, that mounting
12the stairs made her breathe very quick; that the least sudden noise set her all in a quiver, and that she coughed
13troublesomely sometimes: but I knew nothing of what these symptoms portended, and had no impulse to sympathise with her.
14We don't in general take to foreigners here, Mr. Lockwood, unless they take to us first. Young Earnshaw was altered
15considerably in the three years of his absence. He had grown sparer, and lost his colour, and spoke and dressed quite
16differently; and, on the very day of his return, he told Joseph and me we must thenceforth quarter ourselves in the
17back-kitchen, and leave the house for him. Indeed, he would have carpeted and papered a small spare room for a parlour;
18but his wife expressed such pleasure at the white floor and huge glowing fireplace, at the pewter dishes and delf-case,
19and dog-kennel, and the wide space there was to move about in where they usually sat, that he thought it unnecessary to
20her comfort, and so dropped the intention. She expressed pleasure, too, at finding a sister among her new acquaintance;
21and she prattled to Catherine, and kissed her, and ran about with her, and gave her quantities of presents, at the
22beginning. Her affection tired very soon, however, and when she grew peevish, Hindley became tyrannical. A few words
23from her, evincing a dislike to Heathcliff, were enough to rouse in him all his old hatred of the boy. He drove him from
24their company to the servants, deprived him of the instructions of the curate, and insisted that he should labour out of
25doors instead; compelling him to do so as hard as any other lad on the farm. Heathcliff bore his degradation pretty well
26at first, because Cathy taught him what she learnt, and worked or played with him in the fields. They both promised fair
27to grow up as rude as savages; the young master being entirely negligent how they behaved, and what they did, so they
28kept clear of him. He would not even have seen after their going to church on Sundays, only Joseph and the curate
29reprimanded his carelessness when they absented themselves; and that reminded him to order Heathcliff a flogging, and
30Catherine a fast from dinner or supper. But it was one of their chief amusements to run away to the moors in the morning
31and remain there all day, and the after punishment grew a mere thing to laugh at. The curate might set as many chapters
32as he pleased for Catherine to get by heart, and Joseph might thrash Heathcliff till his arm ached; they forgot
33everything the minute they were together again: at least the minute they had contrived some naughty plan of revenge; and
34many a time I've cried to myself to watch them growing more reckless daily, and I not daring to speak a syllable, for
35fear of losing the small power I still retained over the unfriended creatures. One Sunday evening, it chanced that they
36were banished from the sitting-room, for making a noise, or a light offence of the kind; and when I went to call them to
37supper, I could discover them nowhere. We searched the house, above and below, and the yard and stables; they were
38invisible: and, at last, Hindley in a passion told us to bolt the doors, and swore nobody should let them in that night.
39The household went to bed; and I, too anxious to lie down, opened my lattice and put my head out to hearken, though it
40rained: determined to admit them in spite of the prohibition, should they return. In a while, I distinguished steps
41coming up the road, and the light of a lantern glimmered through the gate. I threw a shawl over my head and ran to
42prevent them from waking Mr. Earnshaw by knocking. There was Heathcliff, by himself: it gave me a start to see him
43alone. "Where is Miss Catherine?" I cried hurriedly. "No accident, I hope?" "At Thrushcross Grange," he answered; "and I
44would have been there too, but they had not the manners to ask me to stay." "Well, you will catch it!" I said: "you'll
45never be content till you're sent about your business. What in the world led you wandering to Thrushcross Grange?" "Let
46me get off my wet clothes, and I'll tell you all about it, Nelly," he replied. I bid him beware of rousing the master,
47and while he undressed and I waited to put out the candle, he continued--"Cathy and I escaped from the wash-house to
48have a ramble at liberty, and getting a glimpse of the Grange lights, we thought we would just go and see whether the
49Lintons passed their Sunday evenings standing shivering in corners, while their father and mother sat eating and
50drinking, and singing and laughing, and burning their eyes out before the fire. Do you think they do? Or reading
51sermons, and being catechised by their man-servant, and set to learn a column of Scripture names, if they don't answer
52properly?" "Probably not," I responded. "They are good children, no doubt, and don't deserve the treatment you receive,
53for your bad conduct." "Don't cant, Nelly," he said: "nonsense! We ran from the top of the Heights to the park, without
54stopping--Catherine completely beaten in the race, because she was barefoot. You'll have to seek for her shoes in the
55bog to-morrow. We crept through a broken hedge, groped our way up the path, and planted ourselves on a flower-plot under
56the drawing-room window. The light came from thence; they had not put up the shutters, and the curtains were only half
57closed. Both of us were able to look in by standing on the basement, and clinging to the ledge, and we saw--ah! it was
58beautiful--a splendid place carpeted with crimson, and crimson-covered chairs and tables, and a pure white ceiling
59bordered by gold, a shower of glass-drops hanging in silver chains from the centre, and shimmering with little soft
60tapers. Old Mr. and Mrs. Linton were not there; Edgar and his sister had it entirely to themselves. Shouldn't they have
61been happy? We should have thought ourselves in heaven! And now, guess what your good children were doing? Isabella--I
62believe she is eleven, a year younger than Cathy--lay screaming at the farther end of the room, shrieking as if witches
63were running red-hot needles into her. Edgar stood on the hearth weeping silently, and in the middle of the table sat a
64little dog, shaking its paw and yelping; which, from their mutual accusations, we understood they had nearly pulled in
65two between them. The idiots! That was their pleasure! to quarrel who should hold a heap of warm hair, and each begin to
66cry because both, after struggling to get it, refused to take it. We laughed outright at the petted things; we did
67despise them! When would you catch me wishing to have what Catherine wanted? or find us by ourselves, seeking
68entertainment in yelling, and sobbing, and rolling on the ground, divided by the whole room? I'd not exchange, for a
69thousand lives, my condition here, for Edgar Linton's at Thrushcross Grange--not if I might have the privilege of
70flinging Joseph off the highest gable, and painting the house-front with Hindley's blood!" "Hush, hush!" I interrupted.
71"Still you have not told me, Heathcliff, how Catherine is left behind?"
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