Грозовий перевал
Chapter 20
"IsWutheringHeightsaspleasantaplaceasThrushcrossGrange?"heenquired,turningtotakealastglanceintothevalley,whencealightmistmountedandformedafleecycloudontheskirtsoftheblue.
"Itisnotsoburiedintrees,"Ireplied,"anditisnotquitesolarge,butyoucanseethecountrybeautifullyallround;andtheairishealthierforyou—fresheranddryer.Youwill,perhaps,thinkthebuildingoldanddarkatfirst;thoughitisarespectablehouse:thenextbestintheneighbourhood.Andyouwillhavesuchniceramblesonthemoors.HaretonEarnshaw—thatisMissCathy’sothercousin,andsoyoursinamanner—willshowyouallthesweetestspots;andyoucanbringabookinfineweather,andmakeagreenhollowyourstudy;and,nowandthen,yourunclemayjoinyouinawalk:hedoes,frequently,walkoutonthehills."
"Andwhatismyfatherlike?"heasked."Isheasyoungandhandsomeasuncle?"
"He’sasyoung,"saidI;"buthehasblackhairandeyes,andlookssterner;andheistallerandbiggeraltogether.He’llnotseemtoyousogentleandkindatfirst,perhaps,becauseitisnothisway:still,mindyou,befrankandcordialwithhim;andnaturallyhe’llbefonderofyouthananyuncle,foryouarehisown."
"Blackhairandeyes!"musedLinton."Ican’tfancyhim.
