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"
How
can
you
lie
so
glaringly
to
the
poor
child
?
"
I
called
from
the
inside
.
"
Pray
ride
on
!
How
can
you
deliberately
get
up
such
paltry
falsehoods
?
Miss
Cathy
,
I
'll
knock
the
lock
off
with
a
stone
:
you
wo
n't
believe
that
vile
nonsense
.
You
can
feel
in
yourself
,
it
is
impossible
that
a
person
should
die
for
love
of
a
stranger
.
"
"
I
was
not
aware
there
were
eavesdroppers
,
"
muttered
the
detected
villain
.
"
Worthy
Mrs.
Dean
,
I
like
you
,
but
I
do
n't
like
your
double-dealing
,
"
he
added
aloud
.
"
How
could
you
lie
so
glaringly
,
as
to
affirm
I
hated
the
'
poor
child
'
?
and
invent
bugbear
stories
to
terrify
her
from
my
door-stones
?
Catherine
Linton
(
the
very
name
warms
me
)
,
my
bonnie
lass
,
I
shall
be
from
home
all
this
week
;
go
and
see
if
I
have
not
spoken
truth
:
do
,
there
's
a
darling
!
just
imagine
your
father
in
my
place
,
and
Linton
in
yours
;
then
think
how
you
would
value
your
careless
lover
if
he
refused
to
stir
a
step
to
comfort
you
,
when
your
father
himself
entreated
him
;
and
do
n't
,
from
pure
stupidity
,
fall
into
the
same
error
.
I
swear
,
on
my
salvation
,
he
's
going
to
his
grave
,
and
none
but
you
can
save
him
!
"
The
lock
gave
way
and
I
issued
out
.
"
I
swear
Linton
is
dying
,
"
repeated
Heathcliff
,
looking
hard
at
me
.
"
And
grief
and
disappointment
are
hastening
his
death
.
Nelly
,
if
you
wo
n't
let
her
go
,
you
can
walk
over
yourself
.
But
I
shall
not
return
till
this
time
next
week
;
and
I
think
your
master
himself
would
scarcely
object
to
her
visiting
her
cousin
!
"
"
Come
in
,
"
said
I
,
taking
Cathy
by
the
arm
and
half-forcing
her
to
re-enter
;
for
she
lingered
,
viewing
with
troubled
eyes
the
features
of
the
speaker
,
too
stern
to
express
his
inward
deceit
.
He
pushed
his
horse
close
,
and
bending
down
,
observed
:
"
Miss
Catherine
,
I
'll
own
to
you
that
I
have
little
patience
with
Linton
;
and
Hareton
and
Joseph
have
less
.
I
'll
own
that
he
's
with
a
harsh
set
.
He
pines
for
kindness
,
as
well
as
love
;
and
a
kind
word
from
you
would
be
his
best
medicine
.
Do
n't
mind
Mrs.
Dean
's
cruel
cautions
;
but
be
generous
,
and
contrive
to
see
him
.
He
dreams
of
you
day
and
night
,
and
can
not
be
persuaded
that
you
do
n't
hate
him
,
since
you
neither
write
nor
call
.
"
I
closed
the
door
,
and
rolled
a
stone
to
assist
the
loosened
lock
in
holding
it
;
and
spreading
my
umbrella
,
I
drew
my
charge
underneath
:
for
the
rain
began
to
drive
through
the
moaning
branches
of
the
trees
,
and
warned
us
to
avoid
delay
.
Our
hurry
prevented
any
comment
on
the
encounter
with
Heathcliff
,
as
we
stretched
towards
home
;
but
I
divined
instinctively
that
Catherine
's
heart
was
clouded
now
in
double
darkness
.
Her
features
were
so
sad
,
they
did
not
seem
hers
:
she
evidently
regarded
what
she
had
heard
as
every
syllable
true
.
