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1Summer was already past its prime, when Edgar reluctantly yielded his assent to their entreaties, and Catherine and I
2set out on our first ride to join her cousin. It was a close, sultry day: devoid of sunshine, but with a sky too dappled
3and hazy to threaten rain: and our place of meeting had been fixed at the guide-stone, by the cross-roads. On arriving
4there, however, a little herd-boy, despatched as a messenger, told us that,--"Maister Linton wer just o' this side th'
5Heights: and he'd be mitch obleeged to us to gang on a bit further." "Then Master Linton has forgot the first injunction
6of his uncle," I observed: "he bid us keep on the Grange land, and here we are off at once." "Well, we'll turn our
7horses' heads round when we reach him," answered my companion; "our excursion shall lie towards home." But when we
8reached him, and that was scarcely a quarter of a mile from his own door, we found he had no horse; and we were forced
9to dismount, and leave ours to graze. He lay on the heath, awaiting our approach, and did not rise till we came within a
10few yards. Then he walked so feebly, and looked so pale, that I immediately exclaimed,--"Why, Master Heathcliff, you are
11not fit for enjoying a ramble this morning. How ill you do look!" Catherine surveyed him with grief and astonishment:
12she changed the ejaculation of joy on her lips to one of alarm; and the congratulation on their long-postponed meeting
13to an anxious inquiry, whether he were worse than usual? "No--better--better!" he panted, trembling, and retaining her
14hand as if he needed its support, while his large blue eyes wandered timidly over her; the hollowness round them
15transforming to haggard wildness the languid expression they once possessed. "But you have been worse," persisted his
16cousin; "worse than when I saw you last; you are thinner, and--" "I'm tired," he interrupted, hurriedly. "It is too hot
17for walking, let us rest here. And, in the morning, I often feel sick--papa says I grow so fast." Badly satisfied, Cathy
18sat down, and he reclined beside her. "This is something like your paradise," said she, making an effort at
19cheerfulness. "You recollect the two days we agreed to spend in the place and way each thought pleasantest? This is
20nearly yours, only there are clouds; but then they are so soft and mellow: it is nicer than sunshine. Next week, if you
21can, we'll ride down to the Grange Park, and try mine." Linton did not appear to remember what she talked of; and he had
22evidently great difficulty in sustaining any kind of conversation. His lack of interest in the subjects she started, and
23his equal incapacity to contribute to her entertainment, were so obvious that she could not conceal her disappointment.
24An indefinite alteration had come over his whole person and manner. The pettishness that might be caressed into
25fondness, had yielded to a listless apathy; there was less of the peevish temper of a child which frets and teases on
26purpose to be soothed, and more of the self-absorbed moroseness of a confirmed invalid, repelling consolation, and ready
27to regard the good-humoured mirth of others as an insult. Catherine perceived, as well as I did, that he held it rather
28a punishment, than a gratification, to endure our company; and she made no scruple of proposing, presently, to depart.
29That proposal, unexpectedly, roused Linton from his lethargy, and threw him into a strange state of agitation. He
30glanced fearfully towards the Heights, begging she would remain another half-hour, at least. "But I think," said Cathy,
31"you'd be more comfortable at home than sitting here; and I cannot amuse you to-day, I see, by my tales, and songs, and
32chatter: you have grown wiser than I, in these six months; you have little taste for my diversions now: or else, if I
33could amuse you, I'd willingly stay." "Stay to rest yourself," he replied. "And, Catherine, don't think or say that I'm
34very unwell: it is the heavy weather and heat that make me dull; and I walked about, before you came, a great deal for
35me. Tell uncle I'm in tolerable health, will you?" "I'll tell him that you say so, Linton. I couldn't affirm that you
36are," observed my young lady, wondering at his pertinacious assertion of what was evidently an untruth. "And be here
37again next Thursday," continued he, shunning her puzzled gaze. "And give him my thanks for permitting you to come--my
38best thanks, Catherine. And--and, if you did meet my father, and he asked you about me, don't lead him to suppose that
39I've been extremely silent and stupid: don't look sad and downcast, as you are doing--he'll be angry." "I care nothing
40for his anger," exclaimed Cathy, imagining she would be its object. "But I do," said her cousin, shuddering. "Don't
41provoke him against me, Catherine, for he is very hard." "Is he severe to you, Master Heathcliff?" I inquired. "Has he
42grown weary of indulgence, and passed from passive to active hatred?" Linton looked at me, but did not answer; and,
43after keeping her seat by his side another ten minutes, during which his head fell drowsily on his breast, and he
44uttered nothing except suppressed moans of exhaustion or pain, Cathy began to seek solace in looking for bilberries, and
45sharing the produce of her researches with me: she did not offer them to him, for she saw further notice would only
46weary and annoy. "Is it half-an-hour now, Ellen?" she whispered in my ear, at last. "I can't tell why we should stay.
47He's asleep, and papa will be wanting us back." "Well, we must not leave him asleep," I answered; "wait till he wakes,
48and be patient. You were mighty eager to set off, but your longing to see poor Linton has soon evaporated!" "Why did he
49wish to see me?" returned Catherine. "In his crossest humours, formerly, I liked him better than I do in his present
50curious mood. It's just as if it were a task he was compelled to perform--this interview--for fear his father should
51scold him. But I'm hardly going to come to give Mr. Heathcliff pleasure; whatever reason he may have for ordering Linton
52to undergo this penance. And, though I'm glad he's better in health, I'm sorry he's so much less pleasant, and so much
53less affectionate to me." "You think he is better in health, then?" I said. "Yes," she answered; "because he always made
54such a great deal of his sufferings, you know. He is not tolerably well, as he told me to tell papa; but he's better,
55very likely." "There you differ with me, Miss Cathy," I remarked; "I should conjecture him to be far worse." Linton here
56started from his slumber in bewildered terror, and asked if any one had called his name. "No," said Catherine; "unless
57in dreams. I cannot conceive how you manage to doze out of doors, in the morning." "I thought I heard my father," he
58gasped, glancing up to the frowning nab above us. "You are sure nobody spoke?" "Quite sure," replied his cousin. "Only
59Ellen and I were disputing concerning your health. Are you truly stronger, Linton, than when we separated in winter? If
60you be, I'm certain one thing is not stronger--your regard for me: speak,--are you?" The tears gushed from Linton's eyes
61as he answered, "Yes, yes, I am!" And, still under the spell of the imaginary voice, his gaze wandered up and down to
62detect its owner. Cathy rose. "For to-day we must part," she said. "And I won't conceal that I have been sadly
63disappointed with our meeting; though I'll mention it to nobody but you: not that I stand in awe of Mr. Heathcliff."
64"Hush," murmured Linton; "for God's sake, hush! He's coming." And he clung to Catherine's arm, striving to detain her;
65but at that announcement she hastily disengaged herself, and whistled to Minny, who obeyed her like a dog. "I'll be here
66next Thursday," she cried, springing to the saddle. "Good-bye. Quick, Ellen!" And so we left him, scarcely conscious of
67our departure, so absorbed was he in anticipating his father's approach. Before we reached home, Catherine's displeasure
68softened into a perplexed sensation of pity and regret, largely blended with vague, uneasy doubts about Linton's actual
69circumstances, physical and social: in which I partook, though I counselled her not to say much; for a second journey
70would make us better judges. My master requested an account of our ongoings. His nephew's offering of thanks was duly
71delivered, Miss Cathy gently touching on the rest: I also threw little light on his inquiries, for I hardly knew what to
72hide and what to reveal.
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