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1About midnight, while we still sat up, the storm came rattling over the Heights in full fury. There was a violent wind,
2as well as thunder, and either one or the other split a tree off at the corner of the building: a huge bough fell across
3the roof, and knocked down a portion of the east chimney-stack, sending a clatter of stones and soot into the
4kitchen-fire. We thought a bolt had fallen in the middle of us; and Joseph swung on to his knees, beseeching the Lord to
5remember the patriarchs Noah and Lot, and, as in former times, spare the righteous, though he smote the ungodly. I felt
6some sentiment that it must be a judgment on us also. The Jonah, in my mind, was Mr. Earnshaw; and I shook the handle of
7his den that I might ascertain if he were yet living. He replied audibly enough, in a fashion which made my companion
8vociferate, more clamorously than before, that a wide distinction might be drawn between saints like himself and sinners
9like his master. But the uproar passed away in twenty minutes, leaving us all unharmed; excepting Cathy, who got
10thoroughly drenched for her obstinacy in refusing to take shelter, and standing bonnetless and shawlless to catch as
11much water as she could with her hair and clothes. She came in and lay down on the settle, all soaked as she was,
12turning her face to the back, and putting her hands before it. "Well, Miss!" I exclaimed, touching her shoulder; "you
13are not bent on getting your death, are you? Do you know what o'clock it is? Half-past twelve. Come, come to bed!
14there's no use waiting any longer on that foolish boy: he'll be gone to Gimmerton, and he'll stay there now. He guesses
15we shouldn't wait for him till this late hour: at least, he guesses that only Mr. Hindley would be up; and he'd rather
16avoid having the door opened by the master." "Nay, nay, he's noan at Gimmerton," said Joseph. "I's niver wonder but he's
17at t' bothom of a bog-hoile. This visitation worn't for nowt, and I wod hev' ye to look out, Miss--yah muh be t' next.
18Thank Hivin for all! All warks togither for gooid to them as is chozzen, and piked out fro' th' rubbidge! Yah knaw whet
19t' Scripture ses." And he began quoting several texts, referring us to chapters and verses where we might find them. I,
20having vainly begged the wilful girl to rise and remove her wet things, left him preaching and her shivering, and betook
21myself to bed with little Hareton, who slept as fast as if everyone had been sleeping round him. I heard Joseph read on
22a while afterwards; then I distinguished his slow step on the ladder, and then I dropped asleep. Coming down somewhat
23later than usual, I saw, by the sunbeams piercing the chinks of the shutters, Miss Catherine still seated near the
24fireplace. The house-door was ajar, too; light entered from its unclosed windows; Hindley had come out, and stood on the
25kitchen hearth, haggard and drowsy. "What ails you, Cathy?" he was saying when I entered: "you look as dismal as a
26drowned whelp. Why are you so damp and pale, child?" "I've been wet," she answered reluctantly, "and I'm cold, that's
27all." "Oh, she is naughty!" I cried, perceiving the master to be tolerably sober. "She got steeped in the shower of
28yesterday evening, and there she has sat the night through, and I couldn't prevail on her to stir." Mr. Earnshaw stared
29at us in surprise. "The night through," he repeated. "What kept her up? not fear of the thunder, surely? That was over
30hours since." Neither of us wished to mention Heathcliff's absence, as long as we could conceal it; so I replied, I
31didn't know how she took it into her head to sit up; and she said nothing. The morning was fresh and cool; I threw back
32the lattice, and presently the room filled with sweet scents from the garden; but Catherine called peevishly to me,
33"Ellen, shut the window. I'm starving!" And her teeth chattered as she shrank closer to the almost extinguished embers.
34"She's ill," said Hindley, taking her wrist; "I suppose that's the reason she would not go to bed. Damn it! I don't want
35to be troubled with more sickness here. What took you into the rain?" "Running after t' lads, as usuald!" croaked
36Joseph, catching an opportunity from our hesitation to thrust in his evil tongue. "If I war yah, maister, I'd just slam
37t' boards i' their faces all on 'em, gentle and simple! Never a day ut yah're off, but yon cat o' Linton comes sneaking
38hither; and Miss Nelly, shoo's a fine lass! shoo sits watching for ye i' t' kitchen; and as yah're in at one door, he's
39out at t'other; and, then, wer grand lady goes a-courting of her side! It's bonny behaviour, lurking amang t' fields,
40after twelve o' t' night, wi' that fahl, flaysome divil of a gipsy, Heathcliff! They think I'm blind; but I'm noan: nowt
41ut t' soart!--I seed young Linton boath coming and going, and I seed yah" (directing his discourse to me), "yah gooid
42fur nowt, slattenly witch! nip up and bolt into th' house, t' minute yah heard t' maister's horse-fit clatter up t'
43road." "Silence, eavesdropper!" cried Catherine; "none of your insolence before me! Edgar Linton came yesterday by
44chance, Hindley; and it was I who told him to be off: because I knew you would not like to have met him as you were."
45"You lie, Cathy, no doubt," answered her brother, "and you are a confounded simpleton! But never mind Linton at present:
46tell me, were you not with Heathcliff last night? Speak the truth, now. You need not be afraid of harming him: though I
47hate him as much as ever, he did me a good turn a short time since that will make my conscience tender of breaking his
48neck. To prevent it, I shall send him about his business this very morning; and after he's gone, I'd advise you all to
49look sharp: I shall only have the more humour for you." "I never saw Heathcliff last night," answered Catherine,
50beginning to sob bitterly: "and if you do turn him out of doors, I'll go with him. But, perhaps, you'll never have an
51opportunity: perhaps, he's gone." Here she burst into uncontrollable grief, and the remainder of her words were
52inarticulate. Hindley lavished on her a torrent of scornful abuse, and bade her get to her room immediately, or she
53shouldn't cry for nothing! I obliged her to obey; and I shall never forget what a scene she acted when we reached her
54chamber: it terrified me. I thought she was going mad, and I begged Joseph to run for the doctor. It proved the
55commencement of delirium: Mr. Kenneth, as soon as he saw her, pronounced her dangerously ill; she had a fever. He bled
56her, and he told me to let her live on whey and water-gruel, and take care she did not throw herself downstairs or out
57of the window; and then he left: for he had enough to do in the parish, where two or three miles was the ordinary
58distance between cottage and cottage. Though I cannot say I made a gentle nurse, and Joseph and the master were no
59better, and though our patient was as wearisome and headstrong as a patient could be, she weathered it through. Old Mrs.
60Linton paid us several visits, to be sure, and set things to rights, and scolded and ordered us all; and when Catherine
61was convalescent, she insisted on conveying her to Thrushcross Grange: for which deliverance we were very grateful. But
62the poor dame had reason to repent of her kindness: she and her husband both took the fever, and died within a few days
63of each other.
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