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"
If
you
do
n't
let
me
in
I
'll
kill
you
!
--
If
you
do
n't
let
me
in
,
I
'll
kill
you
!
"
he
rather
shrieked
than
said
.
'
Devil
!
devil
!
--
I
'll
kill
you
--
I
'll
kill
you
!
"
"
Joseph
uttered
his
croaking
laugh
again
.
"
'
Thear
,
that
's
t
'
father
!
'
he
cried
.
'
That
's
father
!
We
've
allas
summut
o
'
either
side
in
us
.
Niver
heed
,
Hareton
,
lad
--
dunnut
be
'
feared
--
he
can
not
get
at
thee
!
'
"
I
took
hold
of
Linton
's
hands
,
and
tried
to
pull
him
away
;
but
he
shrieked
so
shockingly
that
I
dared
not
proceed
.
At
last
his
cries
were
choked
by
a
dreadful
fit
of
coughing
;
blood
gushed
from
his
mouth
,
and
he
fell
on
the
ground
.
I
ran
into
the
yard
,
sick
with
terror
;
and
called
for
Zillah
,
as
loud
as
I
could
.
She
soon
heard
me
:
she
was
milking
the
cows
in
a
shed
behind
the
barn
,
and
hurrying
from
her
work
,
she
enquired
what
there
was
to
do
?
I
had
n't
breath
to
explain
;
dragging
her
in
,
I
looked
about
for
Linton
.
Earnshaw
had
come
out
to
examine
the
mischief
he
had
caused
,
and
he
was
then
conveying
the
poor
thing
upstairs
.
Zillah
and
I
ascended
after
him
;
but
he
stopped
me
at
the
top
of
the
steps
,
and
said
I
should
n't
go
in
:
I
must
go
home
.
I
exclaimed
that
he
had
killed
Linton
,
and
I
would
enter
.
Joseph
locked
the
door
,
and
declared
I
should
do
'
no
sich
stuff
,
'
and
asked
me
whether
I
were
'
bahn
to
be
as
mad
as
him
.
'
I
stood
crying
,
till
the
housekeeper
reappeared
.
She
affirmed
he
would
be
better
in
a
bit
,
but
he
could
n't
do
with
that
shrieking
and
din
;
and
she
took
me
,
and
nearly
carried
me
into
the
house
.
"
Ellen
,
I
was
ready
to
tear
my
hair
off
my
head
!
I
sobbed
and
wept
so
that
my
eyes
were
almost
blind
;
and
the
ruffian
you
have
such
sympathy
with
stood
opposite
:
presuming
every
now
and
then
to
bid
me
'
wisht
,
'
and
denying
that
it
was
his
fault
;
and
,
finally
,
frightened
by
my
assertions
that
I
would
tell
papa
,
and
that
he
should
be
put
in
prison
and
hanged
,
he
commenced
blubbering
himself
,
and
hurried
out
to
hide
his
cowardly
agitation
.
Still
,
I
was
not
rid
of
him
:
when
at
length
they
compelled
me
to
depart
,
and
I
had
gone
some
hundred
yards
off
the
premises
,
he
suddenly
issued
from
the
shadow
of
the
roadside
,
and
checked
Minny
and
took
hold
of
me
.
"
'M
iss
Catherine
,
I
'm
ill
grieved
,
'
he
began
,
'
but
it
's
rayther
too
bad
-
'
"
I
gave
him
a
cut
with
my
whip
,
thinking
perhaps
he
would
murder
me
.
He
let
go
,
thundering
one
of
his
horrid
curses
,
and
I
galloped
home
more
than
half
out
of
my
senses
.
"
I
did
n't
bid
you
good
night
that
evening
,
and
I
did
n't
go
to
Wuthering
Heights
the
next
:
I
wished
to
go
exceedingly
;
but
I
was
strangely
excited
,
and
dreaded
to
hear
that
Linton
was
dead
,
sometimes
;
and
sometimes
shuddered
at
the
thought
of
encountering
Hareton
.
On
the
third
day
I
took
courage
:
at
least
,
I
could
n't
bear
longer
suspense
,
and
stole
off
once
more
.
I
went
at
five
o'clock
,
and
walked
;
fancying
I
might
manage
to
creep
into
the
house
,
and
up
to
Linton
's
room
,
unobserved
.
However
,
the
dogs
gave
notice
of
my
approach
.
Zillah
received
me
,
and
saying
,
'
the
lad
was
mending
nicely
,
'
showed
me
into
a
small
,
tidy
,
carpeted
apartment
,
where
,
to
my
inexpressible
joy
,
I
beheld
Linton
laid
on
a
little
sofa
,
reading
one
of
my
books
.
But
he
would
neither
speak
to
me
nor
look
at
me
,
through
a
whole
hour
.
Ellen
:
he
has
such
an
unhappy
temper
.
And
what
quite
confounded
me
,
when
he
did
open
his
mouth
,
it
was
to
utter
the
falsehood
that
I
had
occasioned
the
uproar
,
and
Hareton
was
not
to
blame
!
Unable
to
reply
,
except
passionately
,
I
got
up
and
walked
from
the
room
.
He
sent
after
me
a
faint
'
Catherine
!
'
He
did
not
reckon
on
being
answered
so
:
but
I
would
n't
turn
back
;
and
the
morrow
was
the
second
day
on
which
I
stayed
at
home
,
nearly
determined
to
visit
him
no
more
.
But
it
was
so
miserable
going
to
bed
and
getting
up
,
and
never
hearing
anything
about
him
,
that
my
resolution
melted
into
air
before
it
was
properly
formed
.
It
had
appeared
wrong
to
take
the
journey
once
;
now
it
seemed
wrong
to
refrain
.
Michael
came
to
ask
if
he
must
saddle
Minny
;
I
said
'
Yes
,
'
and
considered
myself
doing
a
duty
as
she
bore
me
over
the
hills
.
I
was
forced
to
pass
the
front
windows
to
get
to
the
court
:
it
was
no
use
trying
to
conceal
my
presence
.
