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108 insolence, before me! Edgar Linton came yesterday, by chance, Hindley; and it was I who told him to be off; because I knew you would not like to have met him as you were.” “You lie, Cathy, no doubt,” answered her brother, “and you are a confounded simpleton! But never mind Linton at present: tell me, were you not with Heathcliff last night? Speak the truth, now. You need not be afraid of harming him: though I hate him as much as ever, he did me a good turn a short time since, that will make my conscience tender of breaking his neck. To prevent it, I shall send him about his business, this very morning; and after he’s gone, I’d advise you to look sharp: I shall only have the more humour for you.” “I never saw Heathcliff last night,” answered Catherine, beginning to sob bitterly; “and if you do turn him out of doors, I’ll go with him. But, perhaps, you’ll never have an opportunity: perhaps he’s gone.” Here she burst into uncontrollable grief, and the remainder of her words were inarticulate. Hindley lavished on her a torrent of scornful abuse, and bade her get to her room immediately, or she shouldn’t cry for nothing! I obliged her to obey; and I shall never forget what a scene she acted when we reached her chamber: it terrified me. I thought she was going mad, and I begged Joseph to run for the doctor. It proved the commencement of delirium; Mr. Kenneth, as soon as he saw her, pronounced her dangerously ill; she had a fever. He bled her, and he told me to let her live on whey and water- gruel, and take care she did not throw herself downstairs or out of the window; and then he left, for he had enough to do in the parish, where two or three miles was the ordinary distance between cottage and cottage. |
