Грозовий перевал
Chapter 19
Anddon’tharasshimmuchbytalking:lethimbequietthisevening,atleast,willyou?"
"Yes,yes,papa,"answeredCatherine:"butIdowanttoseehim;andhehasn’toncelookedout."
Thecarriagestopped;andthesleeperbeingroused,wasliftedtothegroundbyhisuncle.
"ThisisyourcousinCathy,Linton,"hesaid,puttingtheirlittlehandstogether."She’sfondofyoualready;andmindyoudon’tgrieveherbycryingto-night.Trytobecheerfulnow;thetravellingisatanend,andyouhavenothingtodobutrestandamuseyourselfasyouplease."
"Letmegotobed,then,"answeredtheboy,shrinkingfromCatherine’ssalute;andheputuphisfingerstoremoveincipienttears.
"Come,come,there’sagoodchild,"Iwhispered,leadinghimin."You’llmakeherweeptoo—seehowsorrysheisforyou!"
Idonotknowwhetheritwassorrowforhim,buthiscousinputonassadacountenanceashimself,andreturnedtoherfather.Allthreeentered,andmountedtothelibrary,whereteawaslaidready.IproceededtoremoveLinton’scapandmantle,andplacedhimonachairbythetable;buthewasnosoonerseatedthanhebegantocryafresh.Mymasterenquiredwhatwasthematter.
"Ican’tsitonachair,"sobbedtheboy.
"Gotothesofa,then,andEllenshallbringyousometea,"answeredhisunclepatiently.
Hehadbeengreatlytriedduringthejourney,Ifeltconvinced,byhisfretfulailingcharge.Lintonslowlytrailedhimselfoff,andlaydown.Cathycarriedafootstoolandhercuptohisside.
