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"
Oh
,
she
is
naughty
!
"
I
cried
,
perceiving
the
master
to
be
tolerably
sober
.
"
She
got
steeped
in
the
shower
of
yesterday
evening
,
and
there
she
has
sat
the
night
through
,
and
I
could
n't
prevail
on
her
to
stir
.
"
Mr.
Earnshaw
stared
at
us
in
surprise
.
"
The
night
through
,
"
he
repeated
.
"
What
kept
her
up
?
not
fear
of
the
thunder
,
surely
?
That
was
over
hours
since
.
"
Neither
of
us
wished
to
mention
Heathcliff
's
absence
,
as
long
as
we
could
conceal
it
;
so
I
replied
,
I
did
n't
know
how
she
took
it
into
her
head
to
sit
up
;
and
she
said
nothing
.
The
morning
was
fresh
and
cool
;
I
threw
back
the
lattice
,
and
presently
the
room
filled
with
sweet
scents
from
the
garden
;
but
Catherine
called
peevishly
to
me
,
"
Ellen
,
shut
the
window
.
I
'm
starving
!
"
And
her
teeth
chattered
as
she
shrunk
closer
to
the
almost
extinguished
embers
.
"
She
's
ill
,
"
said
Hindley
,
taking
her
wrist
;
"
I
suppose
that
's
the
reason
she
would
not
go
to
bed
.
Damn
it
!
I
do
n't
want
to
be
troubled
with
more
sickness
here
.
What
took
you
into
the
rain
!
"
"
Running
after
t
'
lads
,
as
usuald
!
"
croaked
joseph
,
catching
an
opportunity
,
from
our
hesitation
,
to
thrust
in
his
evil
tongue
.
"
If
I
war
yah
,
maister
,
I
'd
just
slam
t
'
boards
i
'
their
faces
all
on
'
em
,
gentle
and
simple
!
Never
a
day
ut
yah
're
off
,
but
yon
cat
o
'
Linton
comes
sneaking
hither
;
and
Miss
Nelly
,
shoo
's
a
fine
lass
!
shoo
sits
watching
for
ye
i
'
t
'
kitchen
;
and
as
yah
're
in
at
one
door
,
he
's
out
at
t
'
other
;
and
,
then
,
wer
grand
lady
goes
a
coorting
of
her
side
!
It
's
bonny
behaviour
,
lurking
amang
t
'
fields
,
after
twelve
o
'
t
'n
ight
,
wi
'
that
fahl
,
flaysome
divil
of
a
gipsy
,
Heathcliff
!
They
think
I
'm
blind
;
but
I
'm
noan
:
nowt
ut
t
'
soart
--
I
seed
young
Linton
boath
coming
and
going
,
and
I
seed
yah
"
(
directing
his
discourse
to
me
)
,
"
yah
gooid
fur
nowt
,
slattenly
witch
!
nip
up
and
bolt
into
th
'
house
,
t
'
minute
yah
heard
t
'
maister
's
horse
fit
clatter
up
t
'
road
.
"
"
Silence
,
eavesdropper
!
"
cried
Catherine
;
"
none
of
your
insolence
before
me
!
Edgar
Linton
came
yesterday
by
chance
,
Hindley
;
and
it
was
I
who
told
him
to
be
off
because
I
knew
you
would
not
like
to
have
met
him
as
you
were
.
"
"
You
lie
,
Cathy
,
no
doubt
,
"
answered
her
brother
,
"
and
you
are
a
confounded
simpleton
!
But
never
mind
Linton
at
present
:
tell
me
,
were
you
not
with
Heathcliff
last
night
?
Speak
the
truth
now
.
You
need
not
be
afraid
of
harming
him
:
though
I
hate
him
as
much
as
ever
,
he
did
me
a
good
turn
a
short
time
since
,
that
will
make
my
conscience
tender
of
breaking
his
neck
.
To
prevent
it
,
I
shall
send
him
about
his
business
,
this
very
morning
;
and
after
he
's
gone
,
I
'd
advise
you
all
to
look
sharp
:
I
shall
only
have
the
more
humour
for
you
.
"
"
I
never
saw
Heathcliff
last
night
,
"
answered
Catherine
,
beginning
to
sob
bitterly
:
"
and
if
you
do
turn
him
out
of
doors
,
I
'll
go
with
him
.
But
,
perhaps
you
'll
never
have
an
opportunity
:
perhaps
he
's
gone
.
"
Here
she
burst
into
uncontrollable
grief
,
and
the
remainder
of
her
words
were
inarticulate
.
Hindley
lavished
on
her
a
torrent
of
scornful
abuse
,
and
bade
her
get
to
her
room
immediately
,
or
she
should
n't
cry
for
nothing
!
I
obliged
her
to
obey
;
and
I
shall
never
forget
what
a
scene
she
acted
when
we
reached
her
chamber
:
it
terrified
me
.
I
though
she
was
going
mad
,
and
I
begged
joseph
to
run
for
the
doctor
.
It
proved
the
commencement
of
delirium
:
Mr.
Kenneth
,
as
soon
as
he
saw
her
,
pronounced
her
dangerously
ill
;
she
had
a
fever
.
