Грозовий перевал
Chapter 18
"Whatwillbecomeofher?"Iejaculated,pushingthroughagapwhichthemanwasrepairing,andmakingstraightforthehighroad.Iwalkedasifforawager,mileaftermile,tillaturnbroughtmeinviewoftheHeights;butnoCatherinecouldIdetectfarornear.TheCragslieaboutamileandahalfbeyondMr.Heathcliff’splace,andthatisfourfromtheGrange,soIbegantofearnightwouldfallereIcouldreachthem."Andwhatifsheshouldhaveslippedinclamberingamongthem?"Ireflected,"andbeenkilled,orbrokensomeofherbones?"Mysuspensewastrulypainful;and,atfirst,itgavemedelightfulrelieftoobserve,inhurryingbythefarmhouse,Charlie,thefiercestofthepointers,lyingunderawindow,withswelledheadandbleedingear.Iopenedthewicketandrantothedoor,knockingvehementlyforadmittance.AwomanwhomIknew,andwhoformerlylivedatGimmerton,answered:shehadbeenservanttheresincethedeathofMr.Earnshaw.
"Ah,"saidshe,"youarecomeaseekingyourlittlemistress!don’tbefrightened.She’sheresafe:butI’mgladitisn’tthemaster."
"Heisnotathomethen,ishe?"Ipanted,quitebreathlesswithquickwalkingandalarm.
"No,no,"shereplied:"bothheandJosephareoff,andIthinktheywon’treturnthishourormore.Stepinandrestyouabit."
Ientered,andbeheldmystraylambseatedonthehearth,rockingherselfinalittlechairthathadbeenhermother’swhenachild.
