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Joseph
affirms
he
's
sure
he
's
an
altered
man
:
that
the
Lord
has
touched
his
heart
,
and
he
is
saved
'
so
as
by
fire
.
'
I
'm
puzzled
to
detect
signs
of
the
favorable
change
:
but
it
is
not
my
business
.
"
Yester-evening
I
sat
in
my
nook
reading
some
old
books
till
late
on
towards
twelve
.
It
seemed
so
dismal
to
go
upstairs
,
with
the
wild
snow
blowing
outside
,
and
my
thoughts
continually
reverting
to
the
kirkyard
and
the
new-made
grave
!
I
dared
hardly
lift
my
eyes
from
the
page
before
me
,
that
melancholy
scene
so
instantly
usurped
its
place
.
Hindley
sat
opposite
,
his
head
leant
on
his
hand
;
perhaps
meditating
on
the
same
subject
.
He
had
ceased
drinking
at
a
point
below
irrationality
,
and
had
neither
stirred
nor
spoken
during
two
or
three
hours
.
There
was
no
sound
through
the
house
but
the
moaning
wind
,
which
shook
the
windows
every
now
and
then
,
the
faint
crackling
of
the
coals
,
and
the
click
of
my
snuffers
as
I
removed
at
intervals
the
long
wick
of
the
candle
.
Hareton
and
Joseph
were
probably
fast
asleep
in
bed
.
It
was
very
,
very
sad
:
and
while
I
read
I
sighed
,
for
it
seemed
as
if
all
joy
had
vanished
from
the
world
,
never
to
be
restored
.
"
The
doleful
silence
was
broken
at
length
by
the
sound
of
the
kitchen
latch
:
Heathcliff
had
returned
from
his
watch
earlier
than
usual
;
owing
,
I
suppose
,
to
the
sudden
storm
.
That
entrance
was
fastened
,
and
we
heard
him
coming
round
to
get
in
by
the
other
.
I
rose
with
an
irrepressible
expression
of
what
I
felt
on
my
lips
,
which
induced
my
companion
,
who
had
been
staring
towards
the
door
,
to
turn
and
look
at
me
.
"
'
I
'll
keep
him
out
five
minutes
,
'
he
exclaimed
.
'
You
wo
n't
object
?
'
"
'N
o
,
you
may
keep
him
out
the
whole
night
for
me
,
'
I
answered
.
'
Do
!
put
the
key
in
the
lock
,
and
draw
the
bolts
.
'
"
Earnshaw
accomplished
this
ere
his
guest
reached
the
front
;
he
then
came
and
brought
his
chair
to
the
other
side
of
my
table
,
leaning
over
it
,
and
searching
in
my
eyes
for
a
sympathy
with
the
burning
hate
that
gleamed
from
his
:
as
he
both
looked
and
felt
like
an
assassin
,
he
could
n't
exactly
find
that
;
but
he
discovered
enough
to
encourage
him
to
speak
.
"
'
You
and
I
,
'
he
said
,
'
have
each
a
great
debt
to
settle
with
the
man
out
yonder
!
If
we
were
neither
of
us
cowards
,
we
might
combine
to
discharge
it
.
Are
you
as
soft
as
your
brother
?
Are
you
willing
to
endure
to
the
last
,
and
not
once
attempt
a
repayment
?
'
"
'
I
'm
weary
of
enduring
now
,
'
I
replied
;
'
and
I
'd
be
glad
of
a
retaliation
that
would
n't
recoil
on
myself
;
but
treachery
and
violence
are
spears
pointed
at
both
ends
:
they
wound
those
who
resort
to
them
worse
than
their
enemies
.
'
"
'
Treachery
and
violence
are
a
just
return
for
treachery
and
violence
!
'
cried
Hindley
.
'
Mrs.
Heathcliff
,
I
'll
ask
you
to
do
nothing
;
but
sit
still
and
be
dumb
.
Tell
me
now
,
can
you
?
I
'm
sure
you
would
have
as
much
pleasure
as
I
in
witnessing
the
conclusion
of
the
fiend
's
existence
:
he
'll
be
your
death
unless
you
overreach
him
;
and
he
'll
be
my
ruin
.
Damn
the
hellish
villain
!
He
knocks
at
the
door
as
if
he
were
master
here
already
!
Promise
to
hold
your
tongue
,
and
before
that
clock
strikes
--
it
wants
three
minutes
of
one
--
you
're
a
free
woman
!
'
