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1"He quite deserted! we separated!" she exclaimed, with an accent of indignation. "Who is to separate us, pray? They'll
2meet the fate of Milo! Not as long as I live, Ellen: for no mortal creature. Every Linton on the face of the earth might
3melt into nothing before I could consent to forsake Heathcliff. Oh, that's not what I intend--that's not what I mean! I
4shouldn't be Mrs. Linton were such a price demanded! He'll be as much to me as he has been all his lifetime. Edgar must
5shake off his antipathy, and tolerate him, at least. He will, when he learns my true feelings towards him. Nelly, I see
6now you think me a selfish wretch; but did it never strike you that if Heathcliff and I married, we should be beggars?
7whereas, if I marry Linton I can aid Heathcliff to rise, and place him out of my brother's power." "With your husband's
8money, Miss Catherine?" I asked. "You'll find him not so pliable as you calculate upon: and, though I'm hardly a judge,
9I think that's the worst motive you've given yet for being the wife of young Linton." "It is not," retorted she; "it is
10the best! The others were the satisfaction of my whims: and for Edgar's sake, too, to satisfy him. This is for the sake
11of one who comprehends in his person my feelings to Edgar and myself. I cannot express it; but surely you and everybody
12have a notion that there is or should be an existence of yours beyond you. What were the use of my creation, if I were
13entirely contained here? My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff's miseries, and I watched and felt each
14from the beginning: my great thought in living is himself. If all else perished, and he remained, I should still
15continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I
16should not seem a part of it. My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware,
17as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible
18delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am
19always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being. So don't talk of our separation again: it is impracticable; and--" She
20paused, and hid her face in the folds of my gown; but I jerked it forcibly away. I was out of patience with her folly!
21"If I can make any sense of your nonsense, Miss," I said, "it only goes to convince me that you are ignorant of the
22duties you undertake in marrying; or else that you are a wicked, unprincipled girl. But trouble me with no more secrets:
23I'll not promise to keep them." "You'll keep that?" she asked, eagerly. "No, I'll not promise," I repeated. She was
24about to insist, when the entrance of Joseph finished our conversation; and Catherine removed her seat to a corner, and
25nursed Hareton, while I made the supper. After it was cooked, my fellow-servant and I began to quarrel who should carry
26some to Mr. Hindley; and we didn't settle it till all was nearly cold. Then we came to the agreement that we would let
27him ask, if he wanted any; for we feared particularly to go into his presence when he had been some time alone. "And how
28isn't that nowt comed in fro' th' field, be this time? What is he about? girt idle seeght!" demanded the old man,
29looking round for Heathcliff. "I'll call him," I replied. "He's in the barn, I've no doubt." I went and called, but got
30no answer. On returning, I whispered to Catherine that he had heard a good part of what she said, I was sure; and told
31how I saw him quit the kitchen just as she complained of her brother's conduct regarding him. She jumped up in a fine
32fright, flung Hareton on to the settle, and ran to seek for her friend herself; not taking leisure to consider why she
33was so flurried, or how her talk would have affected him. She was absent such a while that Joseph proposed we should
34wait no longer. He cunningly conjectured they were staying away in order to avoid hearing his protracted blessing. They
35were "ill eneugh for ony fahl manners," he affirmed. And on their behalf he added that night a special prayer to the
36usual quarter-of-an-hour's supplication before meat, and would have tacked another to the end of the grace, had not his
37young mistress broken in upon him with a hurried command that he must run down the road, and, wherever Heathcliff had
38rambled, find and make him re-enter directly! "I want to speak to him, and I must, before I go upstairs," she said. "And
39the gate is open: he is somewhere out of hearing; for he would not reply, though I shouted at the top of the fold as
40loud as I could." Joseph objected at first; she was too much in earnest, however, to suffer contradiction; and at last
41he placed his hat on his head, and walked grumbling forth. Meantime, Catherine paced up and down the floor,
42exclaiming--"I wonder where he is--I wonder where he can be! What did I say, Nelly? I've forgotten. Was he vexed at my
43bad humour this afternoon? Dear! tell me what I've said to grieve him? I do wish he'd come. I do wish he would!" "What a
44noise for nothing!" I cried, though rather uneasy myself. "What a trifle scares you! It's surely no great cause of alarm
45that Heathcliff should take a moonlight saunter on the moors, or even lie too sulky to speak to us in the hay-loft. I'll
46engage he's lurking there. See if I don't ferret him out!" I departed to renew my search; its result was disappointment,
47and Joseph's quest ended in the same. "Yon lad gets war und war!" observed he on re-entering. "He's left th' gate at t'
48full swing, and Miss's pony has trodden dahn two rigs o' corn, and plottered through, raight o'er into t' meadow!
49Hahsomdiver, t' maister 'ull play t' devil to-morn, and he'll do weel. He's patience itsseln wi' sich careless, offald
50craters--patience itsseln he is! Bud he'll not be soa allus--yah's see, all on ye! Yah mun'n't drive him out of his
51heead for nowt!" "Have you found Heathcliff, you ass?" interrupted Catherine. "Have you been looking for him, as I
52ordered?" "I sud more likker look for th' horse," he replied. "It 'ud be to more sense. Bud I can look for norther horse
53nur man of a neeght loike this--as black as t' chimbley! und Heathcliff's noan t' chap to coom at my whistle--happen
54he'll be less hard o' hearing wi' ye!" It was a very dark evening for summer: the clouds appeared inclined to thunder,
55and I said we had better all sit down; the approaching rain would be certain to bring him home without further trouble.
56However, Catherine would not be persuaded into tranquillity. She kept wandering to and fro, from the gate to the door,
57in a state of agitation which permitted no repose; and at length took up a permanent situation on one side of the wall,
58near the road: where, heedless of my expostulations and the growling thunder, and the great drops that began to plash
59around her, she remained, calling at intervals, and then listening, and then crying outright. She beat Hareton, or any
60child, at a good passionate fit of crying.
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