Грозовий перевал
Chapter 7
Don’tgettheexpressionofaviciouscurthatappearstoknowthekicksitgetsareitsdesert,andyethatesalltheworldaswellasthekicker,forwhatitsuffers."
"Inotherwords,ImustwishforEdgarLinton’sgreatblueeyesandevenforehead,"hereplied."Ido—andthatwon’thelpmetothem."
"Agoodheartwillhelpyoutoabonnyface,mylad,"Icontinued,"ifyouwerearegularblack;andabadonewillturnthebonniestintosomethingworsethanugly.Andnowthatwe’vedonewashing,andcombing,andsulking—tellmewhetheryoudon’tthinkyourselfratherhandsome?I’lltellyou,Ido.You’refitforaprinceindisguise.WhoknowsbutyourfatherwasEmperorofChina,andyourmotheranIndianqueen,eachofthemabletobuyup,withoneweek’sincome,WutheringHeightsandThrushcrossGrangetogether?AndyouwerekidnappedbywickedsailorsandbroughttoEngland.WereIinyourplace,Iwouldframehighnotionsofmybirth;andthethoughtsofwhatIwasshouldgivemecourageanddignitytosupporttheoppressionsofalittlefarmer!"
SoIchattedon;andHeathcliffgraduallylosthisfrownandbegantolookquitepleasant,whenallatonceourconversationwasinterruptedbyarumblingsoundmovinguptheroadandenteringthecourt.HerantothewindowandItothedoor,justintimetobeholdthetwoLintonsdescendfromthefamilycarriage,smotheredincloaksandfurs,andtheEarnshawsdismountfromtheirhorses:theyoftenrodetochurchinwinter.
