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“I shall,” said Catherine. “Linton is all I have to love in the
world, and though you have done what you could to make him
hateful to me, and me to him, you cannot make us hate each other.
and I defy you to hurt him when I am by, and I defy you to frighten
“You are a boastful champion!” replied Heathcliff; “but I don’t
like you well enough to hurt him: you shall get the full benefit of
the torment, as long as it lasts. It is not I who will make him
hateful to you,--it is his own sweet spirit. He’s as bitter as gall at
your desertion, and its consequences; don’t expect thanks for this
noble devotion. I heard him draw a pleasant picture to Zillah of
what he would do, if he were as strong as I: the inclination is there,
and his very weakness will sharpen his wits to find a substitute for
“I know he has a bad nature,” said Catherine: “he’s your son.
But I’m glad I’ve a better, to forgive it; and I know he loves me,
and for that reason I love him. Mr. Heathcliff, you have nobody to
love you; and, however miserable you make us, we shall still have
the revenge of thinking that your cruelty arises from your greater
misery! You are miserable, are you not? Lonely, like the devil, and
envious like him? Nobody loves you--nobody will cry for you when
you die! I wouldn’t be you!”
Catherine spoke with a kind of dreary triumph: she seemed to
have made up her mind to enter into the spirit of her future
family, and draw pleasure from the griefs of her enemies.
“You shall be sorry to be yourself presently,” said her father-in-
law, “if you stand there another minute. Begone, witch, and get
She scornfully withdrew.