Грозовой перевал
Chapter 8
"It’snocompanyatall,whenpeopleknownothingandsaynothing,"shemuttered.
Hercompanionroseup,buthehadn’ttimetoexpresshisfeelingsfurther,forahorse’sfeetwereheardontheflags,andhavingknockedgently,youngLintonentered,hisfacebrilliantwithdelightattheunexpectedsummonshehadreceived.DoubtlessCatherinemarkedthedifferencebetweenherfriends,asonecameinandtheotherwentout.Thecontrastresembledwhatyouseeinexchangingableak,hilly,coalcountryforabeautifulfertilevalley;andhisvoiceandgreetingwereasoppositeashisaspect.Hehadasweet,lowmannerofspeaking,andpronouncedhiswordsasyoudo:that’slessgruffthanwetalkhere,andsofter.
"I’mnotcometoosoon,amI?"hesaid,castingalookatme:Ihadbeguntowipetheplate,andtidysomedrawersatthefarendinthedresser.
"No,"answeredCatherine."Whatareyoudoingthere,Nelly?"
"Mywork,miss,"Ireplied.(Mr.HindleyhadgivenmedirectionstomakeathirdpartyinanyprivatevisitsLintonchosetopay.)
Shesteppedbehindmeandwhisperedcrossly,"Takeyourselfandyourdustersoff;whencompanyareinthehouse,servantsdon’tcommencescouringandcleaningintheroomwheretheyare!"
"It’sagoodopportunity,nowthatthemasterisaway,"Iansweredaloud:"hehatesmetobefidgetingoverthesethingsinhispresence.I’msureMr.Edgarwillexcuseme."
