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"
I
wish
I
could
hold
you
,
"
she
continued
bitterly
,
"
till
we
were
both
dead
!
I
should
n't
care
what
you
suffered
.
I
care
nothing
for
your
sufferings
.
Why
should
n't
you
suffer
?
I
do
!
Will
you
forget
me
?
Will
you
be
happy
when
I
am
in
the
earth
?
Will
you
say
twenty
years
hence
,
'
That
's
the
grave
of
Catherine
Earnshaw
.
I
loved
her
long
ago
,
and
was
wretched
to
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
shall
not
rejoice
that
I
am
going
to
her
;
I
shall
be
sorry
that
I
must
leave
them
!
Will
you
say
so
,
Heathcliff
?
"
"
Do
n't
torture
me
till
I
am
as
mad
as
yourself
,
"
cried
he
,
wrenching
his
head
free
,
and
grinding
his
teeth
.
The
two
,
to
a
cool
spectator
,
made
a
strange
and
fearful
picture
.
Well
might
Catherine
deem
that
heaven
would
be
a
land
of
exile
to
her
,
unless
with
her
mortal
body
she
cast
away
her
moral
character
also
.
Her
present
countenance
had
a
wild
vindictiveness
in
its
white
cheek
,
and
a
bloodless
lip
and
scintillating
eye
;
and
she
retained
in
her
closed
fingers
a
portion
of
the
locks
she
had
been
grasping
.
As
to
her
companion
,
while
raising
himself
with
one
hand
,
he
had
taken
her
arm
with
the
other
;
and
so
inadequate
was
his
stock
of
gentleness
to
the
requirements
of
her
condition
,
that
on
his
letting
go
I
saw
four
distinct
impressions
left
blue
in
the
colourless
skin
.
"
Are
you
possessed
with
a
devil
,
"
he
pursued
savagely
.
"
to
talk
in
that
manner
to
me
when
you
are
dying
?
Do
you
reflect
that
all
those
words
will
be
branded
on
my
memory
,
and
eating
deeper
eternally
after
you
have
left
me
?
You
know
you
lie
to
say
I
have
killed
you
:
and
,
Catherine
,
you
know
that
I
could
as
soon
forget
you
as
my
existence
!
Is
it
not
sufficient
for
your
infernal
selfishness
,
that
while
you
are
at
peace
I
shall
writhe
in
the
torments
of
hell
?
"
"
I
shall
not
be
at
peace
,
"
moaned
Catherine
,
recalled
to
a
sense
of
physical
weakness
by
the
violent
,
unequal
throbbing
of
her
heart
,
which
beat
visibly
and
audibly
under
this
excess
of
agitation
.
She
said
nothing
further
till
the
paroxysm
was
over
;
then
she
continued
,
more
kindly
--
"
I
'm
not
wishing
you
greater
torment
than
I
have
,
Heathcliff
.
I
only
wish
us
never
to
be
parted
:
and
should
a
word
of
mine
distress
you
hereafter
,
think
I
feel
the
same
distress
underground
,
and
for
my
own
sake
,
forgive
me
!
Come
here
and
kneel
down
again
!
You
never
harmed
me
in
your
life
.
Nay
,
if
you
nurse
anger
,
that
will
be
worse
to
remember
than
my
harsh
words
!
Wo
n't
you
come
here
again
?
Do
!
"
Heathcliff
went
to
the
back
of
her
chair
,
and
leant
over
,
but
not
so
far
as
to
let
her
see
his
face
,
which
was
livid
with
emotion
.
She
bent
round
to
look
at
him
;
he
would
not
permit
it
:
turning
abruptly
,
he
walked
to
the
fireplace
,
where
he
stood
,
silent
,
with
his
back
towards
us
.
Mrs.
Linton
's
glance
followed
him
suspiciously
:
every
movement
woke
a
new
sentiment
in
her
.
After
a
pause
and
a
prolonged
gaze
,
she
resumed
;
addressing
me
in
accents
of
indignant
disappointment
--
"
Oh
,
you
see
,
Nelly
,
he
would
not
relent
a
moment
to
keep
me
out
of
the
grave
.
That
is
how
I
'm
loved
!
Well
,
never
mind
.
That
is
not
my
Heathcliff
.
I
shall
love
mine
yet
;
and
take
him
with
me
:
he
's
in
my
soul
.
And
,
"
added
she
,
musingly
,
"
the
thing
that
irks
me
most
is
this
shattered
prison
,
after
all
.
I
'm
tired
of
being
enclosed
here
.
I
'm
wearying
to
escape
into
that
glorious
world
,
and
to
be
always
there
:
not
seeing
it
dimly
through
tears
,
and
yearning
for
it
through
the
walls
of
an
aching
heart
;
but
really
with
it
,
and
in
it
.
Nelly
,
you
think
you
are
better
and
more
fortunate
than
I
;
in
full
health
and
strength
:
you
are
sorry
for
me
--
very
soon
that
will
be
altered
.
I
shall
be
sorry
for
you
.
I
shall
be
incomparably
beyond
and
above
you
all
.
I
wonder
he
wo
n't
be
near
me
!
"
She
went
on
to
herself
.
"
I
thought
he
wished
it
.
Heathcliff
,
dear
!
you
should
not
be
sullen
now
.
Do
come
to
me
,
Heathcliff
.
"
