Грозовий перевал
Chapter 2
Thecanisterswerealmostoutofherreach;Imadeamotiontoaidher;sheturneduponmeasamisermightturnifanyoneattemptedtoassisthimincountinghisgold.
"Idon’twantyourhelp,"shesnapped;"Icangetthemformyself."
"Ibegyourpardon!"Ihastenedtoreply.
"Wereyouaskedtotea?"shedemanded,tyinganapronoverherneatblackfrock,andstandingwithaspoonfuloftheleafpoisedoverthepot.
"Ishallbegladtohaveacup,"Ianswered.
"Wereyouasked?"sherepeated.
"No,"Isaid,halfsmiling."Youaretheproperpersontoaskme."
Sheflungtheteaback,spoonandall,andresumedherchairinapet;herforeheadcorrugated,andherredunder-lippushedout,likeachild’sreadytocry.
Meanwhile,theyoungmanhadslungontohispersonadecidedlyshabbyuppergarment,and,erectinghimselfbeforetheblaze,lookeddownonmefromthecornerofhiseyes,foralltheworldasifthereweresomemortalfeudunavengedbetweenus.Ibegantodoubtwhetherhewereaservantornot:hisdressandspeechwerebothrude,entirelydevoidofthesuperiorityobservableinMr.andMrs.Heathcliff;histhick,browncurlswereroughanduncultivated,hiswhiskersencroachedbearishlyoverhischeeks,andhishandswereembrownedlikethoseofacommonlabourer:stillhisbearingwasfree,almosthaughty,andheshowednoneofadomestic’sassiduityinattendingontheladyofthehouse.
