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Chapter 15
Heneitherspokenorloosedhisholdforsomefiveminutes,duringwhichperiodhebestowedmorekissesthaneverhegaveinhislifebefore,Idaresay:butthenmymistresshadkissedhimfirst,andIplainlysawthathecouldhardlybear,fordownrightagony,tolookintoherface!Thesameconvictionhadstrickenhimasme,fromtheinstanthebeheldher,thattherewasnoprospectofultimaterecoverythere—shewasfated,suretodie.
"Oh,Cathy!Oh,mylife!howcanIbearit?"wasthefirstsentenceheuttered,inatonethatdidnotseektodisguisehisdespair.AndnowhestaredathersoearnestlythatIthoughttheveryintensityofhisgazewouldbringtearsintohiseyes;buttheyburnedwithanguish:theydidnotmelt.
"Whatnow?"saidCatherine,leaningback,andreturninghislookwithasuddenlycloudedbrow:herhumourwasamerevaneforconstantlyvaryingcaprices."YouandEdgarhavebrokenmyheart,Heathcliff!Andyoubothcametobewailthedeedtome,asifyouwerethepeopletobepitied!Ishallnotpityyou,notI.Youhavekilledme—andthrivenonit,Ithink.Howstrongyouare!HowmanyyearsdoyoumeantoliveafterIamgone?"
Heathcliffhadkneltononekneetoembraceher;heattemptedtorise,butsheseizedhishair,andkepthimdown.
"IwishIcouldholdyou,"shecontinuedbitterly,"tillwewerebothdead!Ishouldn’tcarewhatyousuffered.Icarenothingforyoursufferings.
