Грозовой перевал
Chapter 13
Ishouldlaughanddanceforjoy,ifIfoundtheirabsencewasthetotalofmymiseries,andtherestwasanunnaturaldream!
ThesunsetbehindtheGrange,asweturnedontothemoors;bythat,Ijudgeittobesixo’clock;andmycompanionhaltedhalf-an-hour,toinspectthepark,andthegardens,and,probably,theplaceitself,aswellashecould;soitwasdarkwhenwedismountedinthepavedyardofthefarm-house,andyouroldfellow-servant,Joseph,issuedouttoreceiveusbythelightofadipcandle.Hediditwithacourtesythatredoundedtohiscredit.Hisfirstactwastoelevatehistorchtoalevelwithmyface,squintmalignantly,projecthisunderlip,andturnaway.Thenhetookthetwohorses,andledthemintothestables;reappearingforthepurposeoflockingtheoutergate,asifwelivedinanancientcastle.
Heathcliffstayedtospeaktohim,andIenteredthekitchen—adingy,untidyhole;Idaresayyouwouldnotknowit,itissochangedsinceitwasinyourcharge.Bythefirestoodaruffianlychild,stronginlimbanddirtyingarb,withalookofCatherineinhiseyesandabouthismouth.
"ThisisEdgar’slegalnephew,"Ireflected—"mineinamanner;Imustshakehands,and—yes—Imustkisshim.Itisrighttoestablishagoodunderstandingatthebeginning."
Iapproached,and,attemptingtotakehischubbyfist,said:
"Howdoyoudo,mydear?"
HerepliedinajargonIdidnotcomprehend.
"ShallyouandIbefriends,Hareton?"wasmynextessayatconversation.
