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1Cathy stayed at Thrushcross Grange five weeks: till Christmas. By that time her ankle was thoroughly cured, and her
2manners much improved. The mistress visited her often in the interval, and commenced her plan of reform by trying to
3raise her self-respect with fine clothes and flattery, which she took readily; so that, instead of a wild, hatless
4little savage jumping into the house, and rushing to squeeze us all breathless, there lighted from a handsome black pony
5a very dignified person, with brown ringlets falling from the cover of a feathered beaver, and a long cloth habit, which
6she was obliged to hold up with both hands that she might sail in. Hindley lifted her from her horse, exclaiming
7delightedly, "Why, Cathy, you are quite a beauty! I should scarcely have known you: you look like a lady now. Isabella
8Linton is not to be compared with her, is she, Frances?" "Isabella has not her natural advantages," replied his wife:
9"but she must mind and not grow wild again here. Ellen, help Miss Catherine off with her things--Stay, dear, you will
10disarrange your curls--let me untie your hat." I removed the habit, and there shone forth beneath a grand plaid silk
11frock, white trousers, and burnished shoes; and, while her eyes sparkled joyfully when the dogs came bounding up to
12welcome her, she dared hardly touch them lest they should fawn upon her splendid garments. She kissed me gently: I was
13all flour making the Christmas cake, and it would not have done to give me a hug; and then she looked round for
14Heathcliff. Mr. and Mrs. Earnshaw watched anxiously their meeting; thinking it would enable them to judge, in some
15measure, what grounds they had for hoping to succeed in separating the two friends. Heathcliff was hard to discover, at
16first. If he were careless, and uncared for, before Catherine's absence, he had been ten times more so since. Nobody but
17I even did him the kindness to call him a dirty boy, and bid him wash himself, once a week; and children of his age
18seldom have a natural pleasure in soap and water. Therefore, not to mention his clothes, which had seen three months'
19service in mire and dust, and his thick uncombed hair, the surface of his face and hands was dismally beclouded. He
20might well skulk behind the settle, on beholding such a bright, graceful damsel enter the house, instead of a
21rough-headed counterpart of himself, as he expected. "Is Heathcliff not here?" she demanded, pulling off her gloves, and
22displaying fingers wonderfully whitened with doing nothing and staying indoors. "Heathcliff, you may come forward,"
23cried Mr. Hindley, enjoying his discomfiture, and gratified to see what a forbidding young blackguard he would be
24compelled to present himself. "You may come and wish Miss Catherine welcome, like the other servants." Cathy, catching a
25glimpse of her friend in his concealment, flew to embrace him; she bestowed seven or eight kisses on his cheek within
26the second, and then stopped, and drawing back, burst into a laugh, exclaiming, "Why, how very black and cross you look!
27and how--how funny and grim! But that's because I'm used to Edgar and Isabella Linton. Well, Heathcliff, have you
28forgotten me?" She had some reason to put the question, for shame and pride threw double gloom over his countenance, and
29kept him immovable. "Shake hands, Heathcliff," said Mr. Earnshaw, condescendingly; "once in a way, that is permitted."
30"I shall not," replied the boy, finding his tongue at last; "I shall not stand to be laughed at. I shall not bear it!"
31And he would have broken from the circle, but Miss Cathy seized him again. "I did not mean to laugh at you," she said;
32"I could not hinder myself: Heathcliff, shake hands at least! What are you sulky for? It was only that you looked odd.
33If you wash your face and brush your hair, it will be all right: but you are so dirty!" She gazed concernedly at the
34dusky fingers she held in her own, and also at her dress; which she feared had gained no embellishment from its contact
35with his. "You needn't have touched me!" he answered, following her eye and snatching away his hand. "I shall be as
36dirty as I please: and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty." With that he dashed headforemost out of the room, amid
37the merriment of the master and mistress, and to the serious disturbance of Catherine; who could not comprehend how her
38remarks should have produced such an exhibition of bad temper. After playing lady's-maid to the new-comer, and putting
39my cakes in the oven, and making the house and kitchen cheerful with great fires, befitting Christmas-eve, I prepared to
40sit down and amuse myself by singing carols, all alone; regardless of Joseph's affirmations that he considered the merry
41tunes I chose as next door to songs. He had retired to private prayer in his chamber, and Mr. and Mrs. Earnshaw were
42engaging Missy's attention by sundry gay trifles bought for her to present to the little Lintons, as an acknowledgment
43of their kindness. They had invited them to spend the morrow at Wuthering Heights, and the invitation had been accepted,
44on one condition: Mrs. Linton begged that her darlings might be kept carefully apart from that "naughty swearing boy."
45Under these circumstances I remained solitary. I smelt the rich scent of the heating spices; and admired the shining
46kitchen utensils, the polished clock, decked in holly, the silver mugs ranged on a tray ready to be filled with mulled
47ale for supper; and above all, the speckless purity of my particular care--the scoured and well-swept floor. I gave due
48inward applause to every object, and then I remembered how old Earnshaw used to come in when all was tidied, and call me
49a cant lass, and slip a shilling into my hand as a Christmas-box; and from that I went on to think of his fondness for
50Heathcliff, and his dread lest he should suffer neglect after death had removed him: and that naturally led me to
51consider the poor lad's situation now, and from singing I changed my mind to crying. It struck me soon, however, there
52would be more sense in endeavouring to repair some of his wrongs than shedding tears over them: I got up and walked into
53the court to seek him. He was not far; I found him smoothing the glossy coat of the new pony in the stable, and feeding
54the other beasts, according to custom. "Make haste, Heathcliff!" I said, "the kitchen is so comfortable; and Joseph is
55upstairs: make haste, and let me dress you smart before Miss Cathy comes out, and then you can sit together, with the
56whole hearth to yourselves, and have a long chatter till bedtime." He proceeded with his task, and never turned his head
57towards me. "Come--are you coming?" I continued. "There's a little cake for each of you, nearly enough; and you'll need
58half-an-hour's donning." I waited five minutes, but getting no answer left him. Catherine supped with her brother and
59sister-in-law: Joseph and I joined at an unsociable meal, seasoned with reproofs on one side and sauciness on the other.
60His cake and cheese remained on the table all night for the fairies. He managed to continue work till nine o'clock, and
61then marched dumb and dour to his chamber. Cathy sat up late, having a world of things to order for the reception of her
62new friends: she came into the kitchen once to speak to her old one; but he was gone, and she only stayed to ask what
63was the matter with him, and then went back. In the morning he rose early; and, as it was a holiday, carried his
64ill-humour on to the moors; not re-appearing till the family were departed for church. Fasting and reflection seemed to
65have brought him to a better spirit. He hung about me for a while, and having screwed up his courage, exclaimed
66abruptly--"Nelly, make me decent, I'm going to be good." "High time, Heathcliff," I said; "you have grieved Catherine:
67she's sorry she ever came home, I daresay! It looks as if you envied her, because she is more thought of than you." The
68notion of envying Catherine was incomprehensible to him, but the notion of grieving her he understood clearly enough.
69"Did she say she was grieved?" he inquired, looking very serious. "She cried when I told her you were off again this
70morning." "Well, I cried last night," he returned, "and I had more reason to cry than she."
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