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1Another week over--and I am so many days nearer health, and spring! I have now heard all my neighbour's history, at
2different sittings, as the housekeeper could spare time from more important occupations. I'll continue it in her own
3words, only a little condensed. She is, on the whole, a very fair narrator, and I don't think I could improve her style.
4In the evening, she said, the evening of my visit to the Heights, I knew, as well as if I saw him, that Mr. Heathcliff
5was about the place; and I shunned going out, because I still carried his letter in my pocket, and didn't want to be
6threatened or teased any more. I had made up my mind not to give it till my master went somewhere, as I could not guess
7how its receipt would affect Catherine. The consequence was, that it did not reach her before the lapse of three days.
8The fourth was Sunday, and I brought it into her room after the family were gone to church. There was a man servant left
9to keep the house with me, and we generally made a practice of locking the doors during the hours of service; but on
10that occasion the weather was so warm and pleasant that I set them wide open, and, to fulfil my engagement, as I knew
11who would be coming, I told my companion that the mistress wished very much for some oranges, and he must run over to
12the village and get a few, to be paid for on the morrow. He departed, and I went upstairs. Mrs. Linton sat in a loose
13white dress, with a light shawl over her shoulders, in the recess of the open window, as usual. Her thick, long hair had
14been partly removed at the beginning of her illness, and now she wore it simply combed in its natural tresses over her
15temples and neck. Her appearance was altered, as I had told Heathcliff; but when she was calm, there seemed unearthly
16beauty in the change. The flash of her eyes had been succeeded by a dreamy and melancholy softness; they no longer gave
17the impression of looking at the objects around her: they appeared always to gaze beyond, and far beyond--you would have
18said out of this world. Then, the paleness of her face--its haggard aspect having vanished as she recovered flesh--and
19the peculiar expression arising from her mental state, though painfully suggestive of their causes, added to the
20touching interest which she awakened; and--invariably to me, I know, and to any person who saw her, I should
21think--refuted more tangible proofs of convalescence, and stamped her as one doomed to decay. A book lay spread on the
22sill before her, and the scarcely perceptible wind fluttered its leaves at intervals. I believe Linton had laid it
23there: for she never endeavoured to divert herself with reading, or occupation of any kind, and he would spend many an
24hour in trying to entice her attention to some subject which had formerly been her amusement. She was conscious of his
25aim, and in her better moods endured his efforts placidly, only showing their uselessness by now and then suppressing a
26wearied sigh, and checking him at last with the saddest of smiles and kisses. At other times, she would turn petulantly
27away, and hide her face in her hands, or even push him off angrily; and then he took care to let her alone, for he was
28certain of doing no good. Gimmerton chapel bells were still ringing; and the full, mellow flow of the beck in the valley
29came soothingly on the ear. It was a sweet substitute for the yet absent murmur of the summer foliage, which drowned
30that music about the Grange when the trees were in leaf. At Wuthering Heights it always sounded on quiet days following
31a great thaw or a season of steady rain. And of Wuthering Heights Catherine was thinking as she listened: that is, if
32she thought or listened at all; but she had the vague, distant look I mentioned before, which expressed no recognition
33of material things either by ear or eye. "There's a letter for you, Mrs. Linton," I said, gently inserting it in one
34hand that rested on her knee. "You must read it immediately, because it wants an answer. Shall I break the seal?" "Yes,"
35she answered, without altering the direction of her eyes. I opened it--it was very short. "Now," I continued, "read it."
36She drew away her hand, and let it fall. I replaced it in her lap, and stood waiting till it should please her to glance
37down; but that movement was so long delayed that at last I resumed--"Must I read it, ma'am? It is from Mr. Heathcliff."
38There was a start and a troubled gleam of recollection, and a struggle to arrange her ideas. She lifted the letter, and
39seemed to peruse it; and when she came to the signature she sighed: yet still I found she had not gathered its import,
40for, upon my desiring to hear her reply, she merely pointed to the name, and gazed at me with mournful and questioning
41eagerness. "Well, he wishes to see you," said I, guessing her need of an interpreter. "He's in the garden by this time,
42and impatient to know what answer I shall bring." As I spoke, I observed a large dog lying on the sunny grass beneath
43raise its ears as if about to bark, and then smoothing them back, announce, by a wag of the tail, that some one
44approached whom it did not consider a stranger. Mrs. Linton bent forward, and listened breathlessly. The minute after a
45step traversed the hall; the open house was too tempting for Heathcliff to resist walking in: most likely he supposed
46that I was inclined to shirk my promise, and so resolved to trust to his own audacity. With straining eagerness
47Catherine gazed towards the entrance of her chamber. He did not hit the right room directly: she motioned me to admit
48him, but he found it out ere I could reach the door, and in a stride or two was at her side, and had her grasped in his
49arms. He neither spoke nor loosed his hold for some five minutes, during which period he bestowed more kisses than ever
50he gave in his life before, I daresay: but then my mistress had kissed him first, and I plainly saw that he could hardly
51bear, for downright agony, to look into her face! The same conviction had stricken him as me, from the instant he beheld
52her, that there was no prospect of ultimate recovery there--she was fated, sure to die. "Oh, Cathy! Oh, my life! how can
53I bear it?" was the first sentence he uttered, in a tone that did not seek to disguise his despair. And now he stared at
54her so earnestly that I thought the very intensity of his gaze would bring tears into his eyes; but they burned with
55anguish: they did not melt. "What now?" said Catherine, leaning back, and returning his look with a suddenly clouded
56brow: her humour was a mere vane for constantly varying caprices. "You and Edgar have broken my heart, Heathcliff! And
57you both come to bewail the deed to me, as if you were the people to be pitied! I shall not pity you, not I. You have
58killed me--and thriven on it, I think. How strong you are! How many years do you mean to live after I am gone?"
59Heathcliff had knelt on one knee to embrace her; he attempted to rise, but she seized his hair, and kept him down. "I
60wish I could hold you," she continued, bitterly, "till we were both dead! I shouldn't care what you suffered. I care
61nothing for your sufferings. Why shouldn't you suffer? I do! Will you forget me? Will you be happy when I am in the
62earth? Will you say twenty years hence, 'That's the grave of Catherine Earnshaw? I loved her long ago, and was wretched
63to lose her; but it is past. I've loved many others since: my children are dearer to me than she was; and, at death, I
64shall not rejoice that I am going to her: I shall be sorry that I must leave them!' Will you say so, Heathcliff?" "Don't
65torture me till I'm as mad as yourself," cried he, wrenching his head free, and grinding his teeth.
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