Грозовой перевал
Chapter 8
"Ihateyoutobefidgetinginmypresence,"exclaimedtheyoungladyimperiously,notallowingherguesttimetospeak:shehadfailedtorecoverherequanimitysincethelittledisputewithHeathcliff.
"I’msorryforit,MissCatherine,"wasmyresponse;andIproceededassiduouslywithmyoccupation.
She,supposingEdgarcouldnotseeher,snatchedtheclothfrommyhand,andpinchedme,withaprolongedwrench,veryspitefullyonthearm.I’vesaidIdidnotloveher,andratherrelishedmortifyinghervanitynowandthen:besides,shehurtmeextremely;soIstartedupfrommyknees,andscreamedout,"Oh,miss,that’sanastytrick!Youhavenorighttonipme,andI’mnotgoingtobearit."
"Ididn’ttouchyou,youlyingcreature!"criedshe,herfingerstinglingtorepeattheact,andherearsredwithrage.Sheneverhadpowertoconcealherpassion,italwayssetherwholecomplexioninablaze.
"What’sthat,then?"Iretorted,showingadecidedpurplewitnesstorefuteher.
Shestampedherfoot,waveredamoment,andthenirresistiblyimpelledbythenaughtyspiritwithinher,slappedmeonthecheek:astingingblowthatfilledbotheyeswithwater.
"Catherine,love!Catherine!"interposedLinton,greatlyshockedatthedoublefaultoffalsehoodandviolencewhichhisidolhadcommitted.
"Leavetheroom,Ellen!"sherepeated,tremblingallover.
