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1A charming introduction to a hermit's life! Four weeks' torture, tossing, and sickness! Oh, these bleak winds and bitter
2northern skies, and impassable roads, and dilatory country surgeons! And oh, this dearth of the human physiognomy! and,
3worse than all, the terrible intimation of Kenneth that I need not expect to be out of doors till spring! Mr. Heathcliff
4has just honoured me with a call. About seven days ago he sent me a brace of grouse--the last of the season. Scoundrel!
5He is not altogether guiltless in this illness of mine; and that I had a great mind to tell him. But, alas! how could I
6offend a man who was charitable enough to sit at my bedside a good hour, and talk on some other subject than pills and
7draughts, blisters and leeches? This is quite an easy interval. I am too weak to read; yet I feel as if I could enjoy
8something interesting. Why not have up Mrs. Dean to finish her tale? I can recollect its chief incidents, as far as she
9had gone. Yes: I remember her hero had run off, and never been heard of for three years; and the heroine was married.
10I'll ring: she'll be delighted to find me capable of talking cheerfully. Mrs. Dean came. "It wants twenty minutes, sir,
11to taking the medicine," she commenced. "Away, away with it!" I replied; "I desire to have--" "The doctor says you must
12drop the powders." "With all my heart! Don't interrupt me. Come and take your seat here. Keep your fingers from that
13bitter phalanx of vials. Draw your knitting out of your pocket--that will do--now continue the history of Mr.
14Heathcliff, from where you left off, to the present day. Did he finish his education on the Continent, and come back a
15gentleman? or did he get a sizar's place at college, or escape to America, and earn honours by drawing blood from his
16foster-country? or make a fortune more promptly on the English highways?" "He may have done a little in all these
17vocations, Mr. Lockwood; but I couldn't give my word for any. I stated before that I didn't know how he gained his
18money; neither am I aware of the means he took to raise his mind from the savage ignorance into which it was sunk: but,
19with your leave, I'll proceed in my own fashion, if you think it will amuse and not weary you. Are you feeling better
20this morning?" "Much." "That's good news." I got Miss Catherine and myself to Thrushcross Grange; and, to my agreeable
21disappointment, she behaved infinitely better than I dared to expect. She seemed almost over-fond of Mr. Linton; and
22even to his sister she showed plenty of affection. They were both very attentive to her comfort, certainly. It was not
23the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn. There were no mutual concessions: one
24stood erect, and the others yielded: and who can be ill-natured and bad-tempered when they encounter neither opposition
25nor indifference? I observed that Mr. Edgar had a deep-rooted fear of ruffling her humour. He concealed it from her; but
26if ever he heard me answer sharply, or saw any other servant grow cloudy at some imperious order of hers, he would show
27his trouble by a frown of displeasure that never darkened on his own account. He many a time spoke sternly to me about
28my pertness; and averred that the stab of a knife could not inflict a worse pang than he suffered at seeing his lady
29vexed. Not to grieve a kind master, I learned to be less touchy; and, for the space of half a year, the gunpowder lay as
30harmless as sand, because no fire came near to explode it. Catherine had seasons of gloom and silence now and then: they
31were respected with sympathising silence by her husband, who ascribed them to an alteration in her constitution,
32produced by her perilous illness; as she was never subject to depression of spirits before. The return of sunshine was
33welcomed by answering sunshine from him. I believe I may assert that they were really in possession of deep and growing
34happiness. It ended. Well, we must be for ourselves in the long run; the mild and generous are only more justly selfish
35than the domineering; and it ended when circumstances caused each to feel that the one's interest was not the chief
36consideration in the other's thoughts. On a mellow evening in September, I was coming from the garden with a heavy
37basket of apples which I had been gathering. It had got dusk, and the moon looked over the high wall of the court,
38causing undefined shadows to lurk in the corners of the numerous projecting portions of the building. I set my burden on
39the house-steps by the kitchen-door, and lingered to rest, and drew in a few more breaths of the soft, sweet air; my
40eyes were on the moon, and my back to the entrance, when I heard a voice behind me say,--"Nelly, is that you?" It was a
41deep voice, and foreign in tone; yet there was something in the manner of pronouncing my name which made it sound
42familiar. I turned about to discover who spoke, fearfully; for the doors were shut, and I had seen nobody on approaching
43the steps. Something stirred in the porch; and, moving nearer, I distinguished a tall man dressed in dark clothes, with
44dark face and hair. He leant against the side, and held his fingers on the latch as if intending to open for himself.
45"Who can it be?" I thought. "Mr. Earnshaw? Oh, no! The voice has no resemblance to his." "I have waited here an hour,"
46he resumed, while I continued staring; "and the whole of that time all round has been as still as death. I dared not
47enter. You do not know me? Look, I'm not a stranger!" A ray fell on his features; the cheeks were sallow, and half
48covered with black whiskers; the brows lowering, the eyes deep-set and singular. I remembered the eyes. "What!" I cried,
49uncertain whether to regard him as a worldly visitor, and I raised my hands in amazement. "What! you come back? Is it
50really you? Is it?" "Yes, Heathcliff," he replied, glancing from me up to the windows, which reflected a score of
51glittering moons, but showed no lights from within. "Are they at home? where is she? Nelly, you are not glad! you
52needn't be so disturbed. Is she here? Speak! I want to have one word with her--your mistress. Go, and say some person
53from Gimmerton desires to see her." "How will she take it?" I exclaimed. "What will she do? The surprise bewilders
54me--it will put her out of her head! And you are Heathcliff! But altered! Nay, there's no comprehending it. Have you
55been for a soldier?" "Go and carry my message," he interrupted, impatiently. "I'm in hell till you do!" He lifted the
56latch, and I entered; but when I got to the parlour where Mr. and Mrs. Linton were, I could not persuade myself to
57proceed. At length I resolved on making an excuse to ask if they would have the candles lighted, and I opened the door.
58They sat together in a window whose lattice lay back against the wall, and displayed, beyond the garden trees, and the
59wild green park, the valley of Gimmerton, with a long line of mist winding nearly to its top (for very soon after you
60pass the chapel, as you may have noticed, the sough that runs from the marshes joins a beck which follows the bend of
61the glen). Wuthering Heights rose above this silvery vapour; but our old house was invisible; it rather dips down on the
62other side. Both the room and its occupants, and the scene they gazed on, looked wondrously peaceful. I shrank
63reluctantly from performing my errand; and was actually going away leaving it unsaid, after having put my question about
64the candles, when a sense of my folly compelled me to return, and mutter, "A person from Gimmerton wishes to see you
65ma'am." "What does he want?" asked Mrs. Linton. "I did not question him," I answered. "Well, close the curtains, Nelly,"
66she said; "and bring up tea. I'll be back again directly." She quitted the apartment; Mr. Edgar inquired, carelessly,
67who it was. "Some one mistress does not expect," I replied. "That Heathcliff--you recollect him, sir--who used to live
68at Mr. Earnshaw's." "What! the gipsy--the ploughboy?" he cried. "Why did you not say so to Catherine?" "Hush! you must
69not call him by those names, master," I said. "She'd be sadly grieved to hear you. She was nearly heartbroken when he
70ran off. I guess his return will make a jubilee to her."
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