Грозовий перевал
Chapter 34
Yetthatoldmanbythekitchenfireaffirmshehasseentwoon‘em,lookingoutofhischamberwindow,oneveryrainynightsincehisdeath:andanoddthinghappenedtomeaboutamonthago.IwasgoingtotheGrangeoneevening—adarkevening,threateningthunder—and,justattheturnoftheHeights,Iencounteredalittleboywithasheepandtwolambsbeforehim;hewascryingterribly;andIsupposedthelambswereskittish,andwouldnotbeguided.
"What’sthematter,mylittleman?"Iasked.
"There’sHeathcliffandawoman,yonder,undert’nab,"heblubbered,"un’Idarnutpass‘em."
Isawnothing;butneitherthesheepnorhewouldgoon;soIbidhimtaketheroadlowerdown.Heprobablyraisedthephantomsfromthinking,ashetraversedthemoorsalone,onthenonsensehehadheardhisparentsandcompanionsrepeat.Yet,still,Idon’tlikebeingoutinthedarknow;andIdon’tlikebeingleftbymyselfinthisgrimhouse:Icannothelpit;Ishallbegladwhentheyleaveit,andshifttotheGrange.
"TheyaregoingtotheGrange,then,"Isaid.
"Yes,"answeredMrs.Dean,"assoonastheyaremarried,andthatwillbeonNewYear’sday."
"Andwhowilllivehere,then?"
"Why,Josephwilltakecareofthehouse,and,perhaps,aladtokeephimcompany.Theywillliveinthekitchen,andtherestwillbeshutup."
"Fortheuseofsuchghostsaschoosetoinhabitit,"Iobserved.
"No,Mr.Lockwood,"saidNelly,shakingherhead.
