Грозовой перевал
Chapter 2
Iobeyed; andhemmed,andcalledthevillainJuno,whodeigned,atthissecondinterview,tomovetheextremetipofhertail,intokenofowningmyacquaintance.
"Abeautifulanimal! "Icommentedagain. "Doyouintendpartingwiththelittleones,madam?"
"Theyarenotmine,"saidtheamiablehostess,morerepellinglythanHeathcliffhimselfcouldhavereplied.
"Ah,yourfavouritesareamongthese? "Icontinued,turningtoanobscurecushionfullofsomethinglikecats.
"Astrangechoiceoffavourites!"sheobservedscornfully.
Unluckily,itwasaheapofdeadrabbits. Ihemmedoncemore,anddrewclosertothehearth,repeatingmycommentonthewildnessoftheevening.
"Youshouldnothavecomeout,"shesaid,risingandreachingfromthechimney-piecetwoofthepaintedcanisters.
Herpositionbeforewasshelteredfromthelight; now,Ihadadistinctviewofherwholefigureandcountenance. Shewasslender,andapparentlyscarcelypastgirlhood: anadmirableform,andthemostexquisitelittlefacethatIhaveeverhadthepleasureofbeholding; smallfeatures,veryfair; flaxenringlets,orrathergolden,hanginglooseonherdelicateneck; andeyes,hadtheybeenagreeableinexpression,thatwouldhavebeenirresistible: fortunatelyformysusceptibleheart,theonlysentimenttheyevincedhoveredbetweenscorn,andakindofdesperation,singularlyunnaturaltobedetectedthere.
