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I have just returned from a visit to my landlord`the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.

This is certainly a beautiful country! In all England, I do not believe that I could have fixed on a

situation so completely removed from the stir of society. A perfect misanthropists heaven: and` Mr.

Heathcliff and` I are such a suitable pair to divide the desolation between us. A capital fellow! He

little imagined how my heart warmed towards him when I beheld his black eyes withdraw so

suspiciously under their brows, as I rode up, and` when his fingers sheltered themselves, with a

jealous resolution, still further in his waistcoat, as I announced my name. Mr. Heathcliff? I said.

A nod was the answer. `Mr. Lockwood, your new tenant, sir.

 

I do myself the honour of calling as soon as possible after my arrival, to express the hope that I

have not inconvenienced you by my perseverance in soliciting the occupation of Thrushcross

Grange: I heard yesterday you had had some thoughts` Thrushcross Grange is my own, sir, he

interrupted, wincing. `I should not allow any one to inconvenience me, if I could hinder it`walk in!

The `walk in was uttered with closed teeth, and` expressed the sentiment, `Go to the Deuce: even the

gate over which he leant manifested no sympathising movement to the words; and` I think that

circumstance determined me to accept the invitation: I felt interested in a man who seemed more

exaggeratedly reserved than myself.

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When he saw my horses breast fairly pushing the barrier, he did put out his hand to unchain it,

and` then sullenly preceded me up the causeway, calling, as we entered the court,``Joseph, take Mr.

Lockwoods horse; and` bring up some wine. `Here we have the whole establishment of domestics,

I suppose, was the reflection suggested by this compound order. `No wonder the grass grows up

between the flags, and` cattle are the only hedge`cutters. Joseph was an elderly, nay, an old man:

very old, perhaps, though hale and` sinewy. `The Lord help us! he soliloquised in an undertone of

peevish displeasure, while relieving me of my horse: looking, meantime, in my face so sourly that

I charitably conjectured he must have need of divine aid to digest his dinner, and` his pious ejaculation

had no reference to my unexpected advent. Wuthering Heights is the name of Mr. Heathcliffs dwelling.

 

`Wuthering being a significant provincial adjective, descriptive of the atmospheric tumult to which its

station is exposed in stormy weather. Pure, bracing ventilation they must have up there at all times,

indeed: one may guess the power of the north wind blowing over the edge, by the excessive slant of

a few stunted firs at the end of the house; and` by a range of gaunt thorns all stretching their limbs

one way, as if craving alms of the sun. Happily, the architect had foresight to build it strong: the

narrow windows are deeply set in the wall, and` the corners defended with large jutting stones.

 

Before passing the threshold, I paused to admire a quantity of grotesque carving lavished over the

front, and` especially about the principal door; above which, among a wilderness of crumbling griffins

and` shameless little boys, I detected the date `1500, and` the name `Hareton Earnshaw. I would have

made a few comments, and` requested a short history of the place from the surly owner; but his

attitude at the door appeared to demand my speedy entrance, or complete departure, and` I had no

desire to aggravate his impatience previous to inspecting the penetralium.

 

One stop brought us into the family sitting`room, without any introductory lobby or passage: they

call it here `the house pre`eminently. It includes kitchen and` parlour, generally; but I believe at

Wuthering Heights the kitchen is forced to retreat altogether into another quarter: at least I

distinguished a chatter of tongues, and` a clatter of culinary utensils, deep within; and` I observed

no signs of roasting, boiling, or baking, about the huge fireplace; nor any glitter of copper saucepans

and` tin cullenders on the walls. One end, indeed, reflected splendidly both light and` heat from ranks

of immense pewter dishes, interspersed with silver jugs and` tankards, towering row after row, on a

vast oak dresser, to the very roof.

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The latter had never been under`drawn: it`s entire anatomy lay bare to an inquiring eye, except where

a frame of wood laden with oatcakes and` clusters of legs of beef, mutton, and` ham, concealed it.

Above the chimney were sundry villainous old guns, and` a couple of horse`pistols: and, by way of

ornament, three gaudily`painted canisters disposed along it`s ledge. The floor was of smooth, white

stone; the chairs, high`backed, primitive structures, painted green: one or two heavy black ones

lurking in the shade. In an arch under the dresser reposed a huge, liver`coloured bitch pointer,

surrounded by a swarm of squealing puppies; and` other dogs haunted other recesses.

 

The apartment and` furniture would have been nothing extraordinary as belonging to a homely,

northern farmer, with a stubborn countenance, and` stalwart limbs set out to advantage in

knee`breeches and` gaiters. Such an individual seated in his arm`chair, his mug of ale frothing on

the round table before him, is to be seen in any circuit of five or six miles among these hills, if

you go at the right time after dinner. But Mr. Heathcliff forms a singular contrast to his abode and

style of living. He is a dark`skinned gipsy in aspect, in dress and` manners a gentleman: that is, as

much a gentleman as many a country squire: rather slovenly, perhaps, yet not looking amiss with

his negligence, because he has an erect and` handsome figure; and` rather morose. Possibly, some

people might suspect him of a degree of under`bred pride; I have a sympathetic chord within that

tells me it is nothing of the sort: I know, by instinct, his reserve springs from an aversion to showy

displays of feeling`to manifestations of mutual kindliness.

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Hell love and` hate equally under cover, and` esteem it a species of impertinence to be loved or hated

again. No, I`m running on too fast: I bestow my own attributes over`liberally on him. Mr. Heathcliff

may have entirely dissimilar reasons for keeping his hand out of the way when he meets a would`be

acquaintance, to those which actuate me. Let me hope my constitution is almost peculiar: my dear

mother used to say I should never have a comfortable home; and` only last summer I proved myself

perfectly unworthy of one.

 

While enjoying a month of fine weather at the sea`coast, I was thrown into the company of a most

fascinating creature: a real goddess in my eyes, as long as she took no notice of me. I `never told my

love vocally; still, if looks have language, the merest idiot might have guessed I was over head and

ears: she understood me at last, and` looked a return`the sweetest of all imaginable looks. And what

did I do? I confess it with shame`shrunk icily into myself, like a snail; at every glance retired colder

and` farther; till finally the poor innocent was led to doubt her own senses, and, overwhelmed with

confusion at her supposed mistake, persuaded her mamma to decamp. By this curious turn of

disposition I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness; how undeserved, I alone can

appreciate.

 

I took a seat at the end of the hearthstone opposite that towards which my landlord advanced,

and` filled up an interval of silence by attempting to caress the canine mother, who had left her

nursery, and` was sneaking wolfishly to the back of my legs, her lip curled up, and` her white teeth

watering for a snatch. My caress provoked a long, guttural gnarl. `You`d better let the dog alone,

growled Mr. Heathcliff in unison, checking fiercer demonstrations with a punch of his foot.

She`s not accustomed to be spoiled`not kept for a pet. Then, striding to a side door, he shouted

again, `Joseph!

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Joseph mumbled indistinctly in the depths of the cellar, but gave no intimation of ascending; so

his master dived down to him, leaving me vis``vis the ruffianly bitch and` a pair of grim shaggy

sheep`dogs, who shared with her a jealous guardianship over all my movements. Not anxious to

come in contact with their fangs, I sat still; but, imagining they would scarcely understand tacit insults,

I unfortunately indulged in winking and` making faces at the trio, and` some turn of my physiognomy

so irritated madam, that she suddenly broke into a fury and` leapt on my knees. I flung her back,

and` hastened to interpose the table between us. This proceeding aroused the whole hive: half

`a`dozen four`footed fiends, of various sizes and` ages, issued from hidden dens to the common

centre.

 

I felt my heels and` coat`laps peculiar subjects of assault; and` parrying off the larger combatants

as effectually as I could with the poker, I was constrained to demand, aloud, assistance from some

of the household in re`establishing peace. Mr. Heathcliff and` his man climbed the cellar steps with

vexatious phlegm: I don`t think they moved one second faster than usual, though the hearth was

an absolute tempest of worrying and` yelping. Happily, an inhabitant of the kitchen made more

despatch: a lusty dame, with tucked`up gown, bare arms, and` fire`flush ed cheeks, rushed into

the midst of us flourishing a frying`pan: and` used that weapon, and` her tongue, to such purpose,

that the storm subsided magically, and` she only remained, heaving like a sea after a high wind,

when her master entered on the scene.

 

`What the devil is the matter? he asked, eyeing me in a manner that I could ill endure, after this

inhospitable treatment. `What the devil, indeed! I muttered. `The herd of possessed swine could

have had no worse spirIt`s in them than those animals of yours, sir. You might as well leave a stranger

with a brood of tigers! `They won`t meddle with persons who touch nothing, he remarked, putting

the bottle before me, and` restoring the displaced table. `The dogs do right to be vigilant. Take a

glass of wine? `No, thank you. `Not bitten, are you? `If I had been, I would have set my signet on

the biter. Heathcliffs countenance relaxed into a grin. `Come, come, he said, `you are flurried,

Mr. Lockwood.

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Here, take a little wine. Guests are so exceedingly rare in this house that I and` my dogs, I am willing

to own, hardly know how to receive them. Your health, sir? I bowed and` returned the pledge;

beginning to perceive that it would be foolish to sit sulking for the misbehaviour of a pack of curs;

besides, I felt loth to yield the fellow further amusement at my expense; since his humour took that

turn. He`probably swayed by prudential consideration of the folly of offending a good tenant`relaxed

a little in the laconic style of chipping off his pronouns and` auxiliary verbs, and` introduced what he

supposed would be a subject of interest to me,`a discourse on the advantages and` disadvantages of

my present place of retirement. I found him very intelligent on the topics we touched; and` before

I went home, I was encouraged so far as to volunteer another visit to`morrow. He evidently wished

no repetition of my intrusion. I shall go, notwithstanding. It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself

compared with him.

 


   
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
       
 
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