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"
Is
uncle
?
"
he
continued
.
"
No
,
I
shall
be
your
companion
there
,
"
I
said
.
Linton
sank
back
on
his
pillow
and
fell
into
a
brown
study
.
"
I
wo
n't
go
without
uncle
,
"
he
cried
at
length
:
"
I
ca
n't
tell
where
you
mean
to
take
me
.
"
I
attempted
to
persuade
him
of
the
naughtiness
of
showing
reluctance
to
meet
his
father
;
still
he
obstinately
resisted
any
progress
towards
dressing
,
and
I
had
to
call
for
my
master
's
assistance
in
coaxing
him
out
of
bed
.
The
poor
thing
was
finally
got
off
,
with
several
delusive
assurances
that
his
absence
should
be
short
;
that
Mr.
Edgar
and
Cathy
would
visit
him
,
and
other
promises
,
equally
ill-founded
,
which
I
invented
and
reiterated
at
intervals
throughout
the
way
.
The
pure
heather-scented
air
,
the
bright
sunshine
,
and
the
gentle
canter
of
Minny
,
relieved
his
despondency
after
a
while
.
He
began
to
put
questions
concerning
his
new
home
,
and
its
inhabitants
,
with
greater
interest
and
liveliness
.
"
Is
Wuthering
Heights
as
pleasant
a
place
as
Thrushcross
Grange
?
"
he
enquired
,
turning
to
take
a
last
glance
into
the
valley
,
whence
a
light
mist
mounted
and
formed
a
fleecy
cloud
on
the
skirts
of
the
blue
.
"
It
is
not
so
buried
in
trees
,
"
I
replied
,
"
and
it
is
not
quite
so
large
,
but
you
can
see
the
country
beautifully
all
round
;
and
the
air
is
healthier
for
you
--
fresher
and
dryer
.
You
will
,
perhaps
,
think
the
building
old
and
dark
at
first
;
though
it
is
a
respectable
house
:
the
next
best
in
the
neighbourhood
.
And
you
will
have
such
nice
rambles
on
the
moors
.
Hareton
Earnshaw
--
that
is
Miss
Cathy
's
other
cousin
,
and
so
yours
in
a
manner
--
will
show
you
all
the
sweetest
spots
;
and
you
can
bring
a
book
in
fine
weather
,
and
make
a
green
hollow
your
study
;
and
,
now
and
then
,
your
uncle
may
join
you
in
a
walk
:
he
does
,
frequently
,
walk
out
on
the
hills
.
"
"
And
what
is
my
father
like
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Is
he
as
young
and
handsome
as
uncle
?
"
"
He
's
as
young
,
"
said
I
;
"
but
he
has
black
hair
and
eyes
,
and
looks
sterner
;
and
he
is
taller
and
bigger
altogether
.
He
'll
not
seem
to
you
so
gentle
and
kind
at
first
,
perhaps
,
because
it
is
not
his
way
:
still
,
mind
you
,
be
frank
and
cordial
with
him
;
and
naturally
he
'll
be
fonder
of
you
than
any
uncle
,
for
you
are
his
own
.
"
"
Black
hair
and
eyes
!
"
mused
Linton
.
"
I
ca
n't
fancy
him
.
