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I
was
much
vexed
at
her
and
the
servant
for
their
mutual
revelations
;
having
no
doubt
of
Linton
's
approaching
arrival
,
communicated
by
the
former
,
being
reported
to
Mr.
Heathcliff
;
and
feeling
as
confident
that
Catherine
's
first
thought
on
her
father
's
return
,
would
be
to
seek
an
explanation
of
the
latter
's
assertion
concerning
her
rude-bred
kindred
.
Hareton
,
recovering
from
his
disgust
at
being
taken
for
a
servant
,
seemed
moved
by
her
distress
;
and
,
having
fetched
the
pony
round
to
the
door
,
he
took
,
to
propitiate
her
,
a
fine
crooked-legged
terrier-whelp
from
the
kennel
,
and
putting
it
into
her
hand
bid
her
wisht
!
for
he
meant
nought
.
Pausing
in
her
lamentations
,
she
surveyed
him
with
a
glance
of
awe
and
horror
,
then
burst
forth
anew
.
I
could
scarcely
refrain
from
smiling
at
this
antipathy
to
the
poor
fellow
;
who
was
a
well-made
,
athletic
youth
,
good-looking
in
features
,
and
stout
and
healthy
,
but
attired
in
garments
befitting
his
daily
occupations
of
working
on
the
farm
,
and
lounging
among
the
moors
after
rabbits
and
game
.
Still
,
I
thought
I
could
detect
in
his
physiognomy
a
mind
owning
better
qualities
than
his
father
ever
possessed
.
Good
things
lost
amid
a
wilderness
of
weeds
,
to
be
sure
,
whose
rankness
far
overtopped
their
neglected
growth
;
yet
,
notwithstanding
,
evidence
of
a
wealthy
soil
,
that
might
yield
luxuriant
crops
under
other
and
favourable
circumstances
.
Mr.
Heathcliff
,
I
believe
,
had
not
treated
him
physically
ill
;
thanks
to
his
fearless
nature
,
which
offered
no
temptation
to
that
course
of
oppression
:
he
had
none
of
the
timid
susceptibility
that
would
have
given
zest
to
ill-treatment
,
in
Heathcliff
's
judgment
.
He
appeared
to
have
bent
his
malevolence
on
making
him
a
brute
:
he
was
never
taught
to
read
or
write
;
never
rebuked
for
any
bad
habit
which
did
not
annoy
his
keeper
;
never
led
a
single
step
towards
virtue
,
or
guarded
by
a
single
precept
against
vice
.
And
from
what
I
heard
,
Joseph
contributed
much
to
his
deterioration
,
by
a
narrow-minded
partiality
which
prompted
him
to
flatter
and
pet
him
,
as
a
boy
,
because
he
was
the
head
of
the
old
family
.
And
as
he
had
been
in
the
habit
of
accusing
Catherine
Earnshaw
and
Heathcliff
,
when
children
,
of
putting
the
master
past
his
patience
,
and
compelling
him
to
seek
solace
in
drink
by
what
he
termed
their
"
offalld
ways
,
"
so
at
present
he
laid
the
whole
burden
of
Hareton
's
faults
on
the
shoulders
of
the
usurper
of
his
property
.
If
the
lad
swore
,
he
would
n't
correct
him
;
nor
however
culpably
he
behaved
.
It
gave
Joseph
satisfaction
,
apparently
,
to
watch
him
go
the
worst
lengths
:
he
allowed
that
the
lad
was
ruined
:
that
his
soul
was
abandoned
to
perdition
;
but
then
,
he
reflected
that
Heathcliff
must
answer
for
it
.
Hareton
's
blood
would
be
required
at
his
hands
;
and
there
lay
immense
consolation
in
that
thought
.
Joseph
had
instilled
into
him
a
pride
of
name
,
and
of
his
lineage
;
he
would
,
had
he
dared
,
have
fostered
hate
between
him
and
the
present
owner
of
the
Heights
:
but
his
dread
of
that
owner
amounted
to
superstition
;
and
he
confined
his
feelings
regarding
him
to
muttered
innuendoes
and
private
comminations
.
I
do
n't
pretend
to
be
intimately
acquainted
with
the
mode
of
living
customary
in
those
days
at
Wuthering
Heights
:
I
only
speak
from
hearsay
;
for
I
saw
little
.
The
villagers
affirmed
Mr.
Heathcliff
was
near
,
and
a
cruel
hard
landlord
to
his
tenants
;
but
the
house
,
inside
,
had
regained
its
ancient
aspect
of
comfort
under
female
management
,
and
the
scenes
of
riot
common
in
Hindley
's
time
were
not
now
enacted
within
its
walls
.
The
master
was
too
gloomy
to
seek
companionship
with
any
people
,
good
or
bad
;
and
he
is
yet
.
This
,
however
,
is
not
making
progress
with
my
story
.
Miss
Cathy
rejected
the
peace-offering
of
the
terrier
,
and
demanded
her
own
dogs
,
Charlie
and
Phoenix
.
They
came
limping
,
and
hanging
their
heads
;
and
we
set
out
for
home
,
sadly
out
of
sorts
,
every
one
of
us
.
I
could
not
wring
from
my
little
lady
how
she
had
spent
the
day
;
except
that
,
as
I
supposed
,
the
goal
of
her
pilgrimage
was
Peniston
Crags
;
and
she
arrived
without
adventure
to
the
gate
of
the
farmhouse
,
when
Hareton
happened
to
issue
forth
,
attended
by
some
canine
followers
,
who
attacked
her
train
.
They
had
a
smart
battle
,
before
their
owners
could
separate
them
:
that
formed
an
introduction
.
Catherine
told
Hareton
who
she
was
,
and
where
she
was
going
;
and
asked
him
to
show
her
the
way
:
finally
,
beguiling
him
to
accompany
her
.
He
opened
the
mysteries
of
the
Fairy
Cave
,
and
twenty
other
queer
places
.
But
,
being
in
disgrace
,
I
was
not
favoured
with
a
description
of
the
interesting
objects
she
saw
.
I
could
gather
,
however
,
that
her
guide
had
been
a
favourite
till
she
hurt
his
feelings
by
addressing
him
as
a
servant
;
and
Heathcliff
's
housekeeper
hurt
hers
by
calling
him
her
cousin
Then
the
language
he
had
held
to
her
rankled
in
her
heart
;
she
who
was
always
"
love
,
"
and
"
darling
,
"
and
"
queen
,
"
and
"
angel
,
"
with
everybody
at
the
Grange
,
to
be
insulted
so
shockingly
by
a
stranger
!
She
did
not
comprehend
it
;
and
hard
work
I
had
to
obtain
a
promise
that
she
would
not
lay
the
grievance
before
her
father
.
I
explained
how
he
objected
to
the
whole
household
at
the
Heights
,
and
how
sorry
he
would
be
to
find
she
had
been
there
;
but
I
insisted
most
on
the
fact
,
that
if
she
revealed
my
negligence
of
his
orders
,
he
would
perhaps
be
so
angry
,
that
I
should
have
to
leave
;
and
Cathy
could
n't
bear
that
prospect
:
she
pledged
her
word
,
and
kept
it
,
for
my
sake
.
After
all
,
she
was
a
sweet
little
girl
.
A
letter
,
edged
in
black
,
announced
the
day
of
my
master
's
return
.
Isabella
was
dead
;
and
he
wrote
to
bid
me
get
mourning
for
his
daughter
,
and
arrange
a
room
,
and
other
accommodations
,
for
his
youthful
nephew
.
Catherine
ran
wild
with
joy
at
the
idea
of
welcoming
her
father
back
;
and
indulged
most
sanguine
anticipations
of
the
innumerable
excellences
of
her
"
real
"
cousin
.
The
evening
of
their
expected
arrival
came
.
Since
early
morning
,
she
had
been
busy
ordering
her
own
small
affairs
;
and
now
,
attired
in
her
new
black
frock
--
poor
thing
!
her
aunt
's
death
impressed
her
with
no
definite
sorrow
--
she
obliged
me
,
by
constant
worrying
,
to
walk
with
her
down
through
the
grounds
to
meet
them
.
"
Linton
is
just
six
months
younger
than
I
am
,
"
she
chattered
,
as
we
strolled
leisurely
over
the
swells
and
hollows
of
mossy
turf
,
under
shadow
of
the
trees
.
"
How
delightful
it
will
be
to
have
him
for
a
play-fellow
!
Aunt
Isabella
sent
papa
a
beautiful
lock
of
his
hair
;
it
was
lighter
than
mine
--
more
flaxen
,
and
quite
as
fine
.
I
have
it
carefully
preserved
in
a
little
glass
box
:
and
I
've
often
thought
what
pleasure
it
would
be
to
see
its
owner
.
Oh
!
I
am
happy
--
and
papa
,
dear
,
dear
papa
!
Come
,
Ellen
,
let
us
run
!
come
,
run
.
"
She
ran
,
and
returned
and
ran
again
many
times
before
my
sober
footsteps
reached
the
gate
,
and
then
she
seated
herself
on
the
grassy
bank
beside
the
path
,
and
tried
to
wait
patiently
;
but
that
was
impossible
:
she
could
n't
be
still
a
minute
.
