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Earnshaw
surlily
bid
her
remove
her
things
to
the
kitchen
.
"
Remove
them
yourself
,
"
she
said
,
pushing
them
from
her
as
soon
as
she
had
done
;
and
retiring
to
a
stool
by
the
window
,
where
she
began
to
carve
figures
of
birds
and
beasts
out
of
the
turnip
parings
in
her
lap
.
I
approached
her
,
pretending
to
desire
a
view
of
the
garden
;
and
,
as
I
fancied
,
adroitly
dropped
Mrs.
Dean
's
note
onto
her
knee
,
unnoticed
by
Hareton
--
but
she
asked
aloud
,
"
What
is
that
?
"
and
chucked
it
off
.
"
A
letter
from
your
old
acquaintance
,
the
housekeeper
at
the
Grange
,
"
I
answered
;
annoyed
at
her
exposing
my
kind
deed
,
and
fearful
it
should
be
imagined
a
missive
of
my
own
.
She
would
gladly
have
gathered
it
up
at
this
information
,
but
Hareton
beat
her
;
he
seized
and
put
it
in
his
waistcoat
,
saying
Mr.
Heathcliff
should
look
at
it
first
.
Thereat
,
Catherine
silently
turned
her
face
from
us
,
and
,
very
stealthily
,
drew
out
her
pocket-handkerchief
and
applied
it
to
her
eyes
;
and
her
cousin
,
after
struggling
a
while
to
keep
down
his
softer
feelings
,
pulled
out
the
letter
and
flung
it
on
the
floor
beside
her
,
as
ungraciously
as
he
could
.
Catherine
caught
and
perused
it
eagerly
;
then
she
put
a
few
questions
to
me
concerning
the
inmates
,
rational
and
irrational
,
of
her
former
home
;
and
gazing
towards
the
hills
,
murmured
in
soliloquy
:
"
I
should
like
to
be
riding
Minny
down
there
!
I
should
like
to
be
climbing
up
there
!
Oh
!
I
'm
tired
--
I
'm
stalled
,
Hareton
!
"
And
she
leant
her
pretty
head
back
against
the
sill
,
with
a
half
a
yawn
and
a
half
a
sigh
,
and
lapsed
into
an
aspect
of
abstracted
sadness
:
neither
caring
nor
knowing
whether
we
remarked
her
.
"
"
Mrs.
Heathcliff
,
"
I
said
,
after
sitting
some
time
mute
,
"
you
are
not
aware
that
I
am
an
acquaintance
of
yours
?
so
intimate
that
I
think
it
strange
you
wo
n't
come
and
speak
to
me
.
My
housekeeper
never
wearies
of
talking
about
and
praising
you
;
and
she
'll
be
greatly
disappointed
if
I
return
with
no
news
of
or
from
you
,
except
that
you
received
her
letter
and
said
nothing
!
"
She
appeared
to
wonder
at
this
speech
,
and
asked
:
"
Does
Ellen
like
you
?
"
"
Yes
,
very
well
,
"
I
replied
hesitatingly
.
"
You
must
tell
her
,
"
she
continued
,
"
that
I
would
answer
her
letter
,
but
I
have
no
materials
for
writing
:
not
even
a
book
from
which
I
might
tear
a
leaf
.
"
"
No
books
!
"
I
exclaimed
.
"
How
do
you
contrive
to
live
here
without
them
?
if
I
may
take
the
liberty
to
enquire
.
Though
provided
with
a
large
library
,
I
'm
frequently
very
dull
at
the
Grange
;
take
my
books
away
,
and
I
should
be
desperate
!
"
