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. There s law in the land, thank God! thereis; though we be in an out-of-the-way place.I d inform if he were my own son:and it s felony without benefit of clergy! Silence! said the ruffian. To the devil with your clamour! I don t want you tospeak.Miss Linton, I shall enjoy myself remarkably in thinking your father willbe miserable: I shall not sleep for satisfaction.You could have hit on no surerway of fixing your residence under my roof for the next twenty-four hours thaninforming me that such an event would follow.As to your promise to marryLinton, I ll take care you shall keep it; for you shall not quit this place till it isfulfilled. Send Ellen, then, to let papa know I m safe! exclaimed Catherine, weepingbitterly. Or marry me now.Poor papa! Ellen, he ll think we re lost.What shallwe do? Not he! He ll think you are tired of waiting on him, and run off for a littleamusement, answered Heathcliff. You cannot deny that you entered my houseof your own accord, in contempt of his injunctions to the contrary.And it isquite natural that you should desire amusement at your age; and that you wouldweary of nursing a sick man, and that man only your father.Catherine, hishappiest days were over when your days began.He cursed you, I dare say, forcoming into the world (I did, at least); and it would just do if he cursed you as hewent out of it.I d join him.I don t love you! How should I? Weep away.Asfar as I can see, it will be your chief diversion hereafter; unless Linton makeamends for other losses: and your provident parent appears to fancy he may.Hisletters of advice and consolation entertained me vastly.In his last herecommended my jewel to be careful of his; and kind to her when he got her.Careful and kind that s paternal.But Linton requires his whole stock of careand kindness for himself.Linton can play the little tyrant well.He ll undertaketo torture any number of cats, if their teeth be drawn and their claws pared.You ll be able to tell his uncle fine tales of his kindness, when you get home again,I assure you. You re right there! I said;  explain your son s character.Show hisresemblance to yourself: and then, I hope, Miss Cathy will think twice before shetakes the cockatrice! I don t much mind speaking of his amiable qualities now, he answered; because she must either accept him or remain a prisoner, and you along withher, till your master dies.I can detain you both, quite concealed, here.If youdoubt, encourage her to retract her word, and you ll have an opportunity ofjudging! I ll not retract my word, said Catherine. I ll marry him within this hour, if Imay go to Thrushcross Grange afterwards.Mr.Heathcliff, you re a cruel man,but you re not a fiend; and you won t, from mere malice, destroy irrevocably allmy happiness.If papa thought I had left him on purpose, and if he died before Ireturned, could I bear to live? I ve given over crying: but I m going to kneel here,at your knee; and I ll not get up, and I ll not take my eyes from your face till youlook back at me! No, don t turn away! do look! you ll see nothing to provoke you.I don t hate you.I m not angry that you struck me.Have you never lovedanybody in all your life, uncle? never? Ah! you must look once.I m so wretched,you can t help being sorry and pitying me. Keep your eft s fingers off; and move, or I ll kick you! cried Heathcliff,brutally repulsing her. I d rather be hugged by a snake.How the devil can youdream of fawning on me? I detest you!He shrugged his shoulders: shook himself, indeed, as if his flesh crept withaversion; and thrust back his chair; while I got up, and opened my mouth, tocommence a downright torrent of abuse.But I was rendered dumb in the middleof the first sentence, by a threat that I should be shown into a room by myself thevery next syllable I uttered.It was growing dark we heard a sound of voices atthe garden-gate.Our host hurried out instantly: he had his wits about him; wehad not.There was a talk of two or three minutes, and he returned alone. I thought it had been your cousin Hareton, I observed to Catherine. I wishhe would arrive! Who knows but he might take our part? It was three servants sent to seek you from the Grange, said Heathcliff,overhearing me. You should have opened a lattice and called out: but I couldswear that chit is glad you didn t.She s glad to be obliged to stay, I m certain.At learning the chance we had missed, we both gave vent to our grief withoutcontrol; and he allowed us to wail on till nine o clock [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]