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"
To
get
rid
of
me
,
answer
my
question
,
"
persevered
Mr.
Linton
.
"
You
must
answer
it
;
and
that
violence
does
not
alarm
me
.
I
have
found
that
you
can
be
as
stoical
as
any
one
,
when
you
please
.
Will
you
give
up
Heathcliff
hereafter
,
or
will
you
give
up
me
?
It
is
impossible
for
you
to
be
my
friend
and
his
at
the
same
time
;
and
I
absolutely
require
to
know
which
you
choose
.
"
"
I
require
to
be
let
alone
!
"
exclaimed
Catherine
furiously
,
"
I
demand
it
!
Do
n't
you
see
I
can
scarcely
stand
?
Edgar
,
you
--
you
leave
me
!
"
She
rang
the
bell
till
it
broke
with
a
twang
;
I
entered
leisurely
.
It
was
enough
to
try
the
temper
of
a
saint
,
such
senseless
,
wicked
rages
!
There
she
lay
dashing
her
head
against
the
arm
of
the
sofa
,
and
grinding
her
teeth
,
so
that
you
might
fancy
she
would
crash
them
to
splinters
!
Mr.
Linton
stood
looking
at
her
in
sudden
compunction
and
fear
.
He
told
me
to
fetch
some
water
.
She
had
no
breath
for
speaking
.
I
brought
a
glass
full
;
and
as
she
would
not
drink
,
I
sprinkled
it
on
her
face
.
In
a
few
seconds
she
stretched
herself
out
stiff
,
and
turned
up
her
eyes
,
while
her
cheeks
,
at
once
blanched
and
livid
,
assumed
the
aspect
of
death
,
Linton
looked
terrified
.
"
There
is
nothing
in
the
world
the
matter
,
"
I
whispered
.
I
did
not
want
him
to
yield
,
though
I
could
not
help
being
afraid
in
my
heart
.
"
She
has
blood
on
her
lips
!
"
he
said
,
shuddering
.
"
Never
mind
!
"
I
answered
tartly
.
And
I
told
him
how
she
had
resolved
,
previous
to
his
coming
,
on
exhibiting
a
fit
of
frenzy
,
I
incautiously
gave
the
account
aloud
.
and
she
heard
me
;
for
she
started
up
--
her
hair
flying
over
her
shoulders
,
her
eyes
flashing
,
the
muscles
of
her
neck
and
arms
standing
out
preternaturally
.
I
made
up
my
mind
for
broken
bones
,
at
least
;
but
she
only
glared
about
her
for
an
instant
,
and
then
rushed
from
the
room
.
The
master
directed
me
to
follow
;
I
did
,
to
her
chamber
door
:
she
hindered
me
from
going
further
by
securing
it
against
me
.
As
she
never
offered
to
descend
to
breakfast
next
morning
,
I
went
to
ask
whether
she
would
have
some
carried
up
.
"
No
!
"
she
replied
peremptorily
.
The
same
question
was
repeated
at
dinner
and
tea
;
and
again
on
the
morrow
after
,
and
received
the
same
answer
.
Mr.
Linton
,
on
his
part
,
spent
his
time
in
the
library
,
and
did
not
enquire
concerning
his
wife
's
occupations
Isabella
and
he
had
had
an
hour
's
interview
,
during
which
he
tried
to
elicit
from
her
some
sentiment
of
proper
horror
for
Heathcliff
's
advances
:
but
he
could
make
nothing
of
her
evasive
replies
,
and
was
obliged
to
close
the
examination
unsatisfactorily
;
adding
,
however
,
a
solemn
warning
,
that
if
she
were
so
insane
as
to
encourage
that
worthless
suitor
,
it
would
dissolve
all
bonds
of
relationship
between
herself
and
him
.
While
Miss
Linton
moped
about
the
park
and
garden
,
always
silent
,
and
almost
always
in
tears
;
and
her
brother
shut
himself
up
among
the
books
that
he
never
opened
--
wearying
,
I
guessed
,
with
a
continual
vague
expectation
that
Catherine
,
repenting
her
conduct
,
would
come
of
her
own
accord
to
ask
pardon
,
and
seek
a
reconciliation
--
and
she
fasted
pertinaciously
,
under
the
idea
,
probably
,
that
at
every
meal
,
Edgar
was
ready
to
choke
for
her
absence
,
and
pride
alone
held
him
from
running
to
cast
himself
at
her
feet
:
I
went
about
my
household
duties
,
convinced
that
the
Grange
had
but
one
sensible
soul
in
its
walls
,
and
that
lodged
in
my
body
.
I
wasted
no
condolences
on
Miss
,
nor
any
expostulations
on
my
mistress
;
nor
did
I
pay
much
attention
to
the
sighs
of
my
master
,
who
yearned
to
hear
his
lady
's
name
,
since
he
might
not
hear
her
voice
.
I
determined
they
should
come
about
as
they
pleased
for
me
;
and
though
it
was
a
tiresomely
slow
process
,
I
began
to
rejoice
at
length
in
a
faint
dawn
of
its
progress
:
as
I
thought
at
first
.
