Грозовий перевал
Chapter 34
Weheardhimmountthestairsdirectly;hedidnotproceedtohisordinarychamber,butturnedintothatwiththepanelledbed:itswindow,asImentionedbefore,iswideenoughforanybodytogetthrough;anditstruckmethatheplottedanothermidnightexcursion,ofwhichhehadratherwehadnosuspicion.
"Isheaghouloravampire?"Imused.Ihadreadofsuchhideousincarnatedemons.AndthenIsetmyselftoreflecthowIhadtendedhimininfancy,andwatchedhimgrowtoyouth,andfollowedhimalmostthroughhiswholecourse;andwhatabsurdnonsenseitwastoyieldtothatsenseofhorror."Butwheredidhecomefrom,thelittledarkthing,harbouredbyagoodmantohisbane?"mutteredSuperstition,asIdozedintounconsciousness.AndIbegan,halfdreaming,towearymyselfwithimaginingsomefitparentageforhim;and,repeatingmyawakingmeditations,Itrackedhisexistenceoveragain,withgrimvariations;atlast,picturinghisdeathandfuneral:ofwhich,allIcanrememberis,beingexceedinglyvexedathavingthetaskofdictatinganinscriptionforhismonument,andconsultingthesextonaboutit;and,ashehadnosurname,andwecouldnottellhisage,wewereobligedtocontentourselveswiththesingleword,"Heathcliff."Thatcametrue:wewere.Ifyouenterthekirkyard,you’llreadonhisheadstone,onlythat,andthedateofhisdeath.
Dawnrestoredmetocommonsense.Irose,andwentintothegarden,assoonasIcouldsee,toascertainiftherewereanyfootmarksunderhiswindow.Therewerenone.