Грозовий перевал
Chapter 10
Ishrankreluctantlyfromperformingmyerrand;andwasactuallygoingawayleavingitunsaid,afterhavingputmyquestionaboutthecandles,whenasenseofmyfollycompelledmetoreturn,andmutter—"ApersonfromGimmertonwishestoseeyou,ma’am."
"Whatdoeshewant?"askedMrs.Linton.
"Ididnotquestionhim,"Ianswered.
"Well,closethecurtains,Nelly,"shesaid;"andbringuptea.I’llbebackagaindirectly."
Shequittedtheapartment;Mr.Edgarenquired,carelessly,whoitwas.
"Someonemistressdoesnotexpect,"Ireplied."ThatHeathcliff—yourecollecthim,sir—whousedtoliveatMr.Earnshaw’s."
"What!thegypsy—theploughboy?"hecried."WhydidyounotsaysotoCatherine?"
"Hush!youmustnotcallhimbythosenames,master,"Isaid."She’dbesadlygrievedtohearyou.Shewasnearlyheartbrokenwhenheranoff.Iguesshisreturnwillmakeajubileetoher."
Mr.Lintonwalkedtoawindowontheothersideoftheroomthatoverlookedthecourt.Heunfasteneditandleantout.Isupposetheywerebelow,forheexclaimedquickly—"Don’tstandthere,love!Bringthepersonin,ifitbeanyoneparticular."ErelongIheardtheclickofthelatch,andCatherineflewupstairs,breathlessandwild;tooexcitedtoshowgladness:indeed,byherface,youwouldratherhavesurmisedanawfulcalamity.
"Oh,Edgar,Edgar!"shepanted,flingingherarmsroundhisneck."Oh,Edgar,darling!Heathcliff’scomeback—heis!"Andshetightenedherembracetoasqueeze.
