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1The two, to a cool spectator, made a strange and fearful picture. Well might Catherine deem that heaven would be a land
2of exile to her, unless with her mortal body she cast away her moral character also. Her present countenance had a wild
3vindictiveness in its white cheek, and a bloodless lip and scintillating eye; and she retained in her closed fingers a
4portion of the locks she had been grasping. As to her companion, while raising himself with one hand, he had taken her
5arm with the other; and so inadequate was his stock of gentleness to the requirements of her condition, that on his
6letting go I saw four distinct impressions left blue in the colourless skin. "Are you possessed with a devil," he
7pursued, savagely, "to talk in that manner to me when you are dying? Do you reflect that all those words will be branded
8in my memory, and eating deeper eternally after you have left me? You know you lie to say I have killed you: and,
9Catherine, you know that I could as soon forget you as my existence! Is it not sufficient for your infernal selfishness,
10that while you are at peace I shall writhe in the torments of hell?" "I shall not be at peace," moaned Catherine,
11recalled to a sense of physical weakness by the violent, unequal throbbing of her heart, which beat visibly and audibly
12under this excess of agitation. She said nothing further till the paroxysm was over; then she continued, more kindly--
13"I'm not wishing you greater torment than I have, Heathcliff. I only wish us never to be parted: and should a word of
14mine distress you hereafter, think I feel the same distress underground, and for my own sake, forgive me! Come here and
15kneel down again! You never harmed me in your life. Nay, if you nurse anger, that will be worse to remember than my
16harsh words! Won't you come here again? Do!" Heathcliff went to the back of her chair, and leant over, but not so far as
17to let her see his face, which was livid with emotion. She bent round to look at him; he would not permit it: turning
18abruptly, he walked to the fireplace, where he stood, silent, with his back towards us. Mrs. Linton's glance followed
19him suspiciously: every movement woke a new sentiment in her. After a pause and a prolonged gaze, she resumed;
20addressing me in accents of indignant disappointment:-- "Oh, you see, Nelly, he would not relent a moment to keep me out
21of the grave. That is how I'm loved! Well, never mind. That is not my Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him
22with me: he's in my soul. And," added she musingly, "the thing that irks me most is this shattered prison, after all.
23I'm tired of being enclosed here. I'm wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it
24dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart: but really with it, and in it. Nelly, you
25think you are better and more fortunate than I; in full health and strength: you are sorry for me--very soon that will
26be altered. I shall be sorry for you. I shall be incomparably beyond and above you all. I wonder he won't be near me!"
27She went on to herself. "I thought he wished it. Heathcliff, dear! you should not be sullen now. Do come to me,
28Heathcliff." In her eagerness she rose and supported herself on the arm of the chair. At that earnest appeal he turned
29to her, looking absolutely desperate. His eyes, wide and wet, at last flashed fiercely on her; his breast heaved
30convulsively. An instant they held asunder, and then how they met I hardly saw, but Catherine made a spring, and he
31caught her, and they were locked in an embrace from which I thought my mistress would never be released alive: in fact,
32to my eyes, she seemed directly insensible. He flung himself into the nearest seat, and on my approaching hurriedly to
33ascertain if she had fainted, he gnashed at me, and foamed like a mad dog, and gathered her to him with greedy jealousy.
34I did not feel as if I were in the company of a creature of my own species: it appeared that he would not understand,
35though I spoke to him; so I stood off, and held my tongue, in great perplexity. A movement of Catherine's relieved me a
36little presently: she put up her hand to clasp his neck, and bring her cheek to his as he held her; while he, in return,
37covering her with frantic caresses, said wildly-- "You teach me now how cruel you've been--cruel and false. Why did you
38despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed
39yourself. Yes, you may kiss me, and cry; and wring out my kisses and tears: they'll blight you--they'll damn you. You
40loved me--then what right had you to leave me? What right--answer me--for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because
41misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own
42will, did it. I have not broken your heart--you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the
43worse for me that I am strong. Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you--oh, God! would you like to
44live with your soul in the grave?" "Let me alone. Let me alone," sobbed Catherine. "If I've done wrong, I'm dying for
45it. It is enough! You left me too: but I won't upbraid you! I forgive you. Forgive me!" "It is hard to forgive, and to
46look at those eyes, and feel those wasted hands," he answered. "Kiss me again; and don't let me see your eyes! I forgive
47what you have done to me. I love my murderer--but yours! How can I?" They were silent--their faces hid against each
48other, and washed by each other's tears. At least, I suppose the weeping was on both sides; as it seemed Heathcliff
49could weep on a great occasion like this. I grew very uncomfortable, meanwhile; for the afternoon wore fast away, the
50man whom I had sent off returned from his errand, and I could distinguish, by the shine of the western sun up the
51valley, a concourse thickening outside Gimmerton chapel porch. "Service is over," I announced. "My master will be here
52in half an hour." Heathcliff groaned a curse, and strained Catherine closer: she never moved. Ere long I perceived a
53group of the servants passing up the road towards the kitchen wing. Mr. Linton was not far behind; he opened the gate
54himself and sauntered slowly up, probably enjoying the lovely afternoon that breathed as soft as summer. "Now he is
55here," I exclaimed. "For heaven's sake, hurry down! You'll not meet any one on the front stairs. Do be quick; and stay
56among the trees till he is fairly in." "I must go, Cathy," said Heathcliff, seeking to extricate himself from his
57companion's arms. "But if I live, I'll see you again before you are asleep. I won't stray five yards from your window."
58"You must not go!" she answered, holding him as firmly as her strength allowed. "You shall not, I tell you." "For one
59hour," he pleaded earnestly. "Not for one minute," she replied. "I must--Linton will be up immediately," persisted the
60alarmed intruder. He would have risen, and unfixed her fingers by the act--she clung fast, gasping: there was mad
61resolution in her face. "No!" she shrieked. "Oh, don't, don't go. It is the last time! Edgar will not hurt us.
62Heathcliff, I shall die! I shall die!" "Damn the fool! There he is," cried Heathcliff, sinking back into his seat.
63"Hush, my darling! Hush, hush, Catherine! I'll stay. If he shot me so, I'd expire with a blessing on my lips." And there
64they were fast again. I heard my master mounting the stairs--the cold sweat ran from my forehead: I was horrified. "Are
65you going to listen to her ravings?" I said, passionately. "She does not know what she says. Will you ruin her, because
66she has not wit to help herself? Get up! You could be free instantly. That is the most diabolical deed that ever you
67did. We are all done for--master, mistress, and servant." I wrung my hands, and cried out; and Mr. Linton hastened his
68step at the noise. In the midst of my agitation, I was sincerely glad to observe that Catherine's arms had fallen
69relaxed, and her head hung down. "She's fainted, or dead," I thought: "so much the better. Far better that she should be
70dead, than lingering a burden and a misery-maker to all about her." Edgar sprang to his unbidden guest, blanched with
71astonishment and rage. What he meant to do I cannot tell; however, the other stopped all demonstrations, at once, by
72placing the lifeless-looking form in his arms. "Look there!" he said. "Unless you be a fiend, help her first--then you
73shall speak to me!" He walked into the parlour, and sat down. Mr. Linton summoned me, and with great difficulty, and
74after resorting to many means, we managed to restore her to sensation; but she was all bewildered; she sighed, and
75moaned, and knew nobody. Edgar, in his anxiety for her, forgot her hated friend. I did not. I went, at the earliest
76opportunity, and besought him to depart; affirming that Catherine was better, and he should hear from me in the morning
77how she passed the night. "I shall not refuse to go out of doors," he answered; "but I shall stay in the garden: and,
78Nelly, mind you keep your word to-morrow. I shall be under those larch-trees. Mind! or I pay another visit, whether
79Linton be in or not." He sent a rapid glance through the half-open door of the chamber, and, ascertaining that what I
80stated was apparently true, delivered the house of his luckless presence.
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