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271 extremely angry; only, I’m so pleased, I can’t show it! But you must hold your tongue about my uncle . . . he’s my uncle, remember, and I’ll scold papa for quarrelling with him.” And so she ran on, till I dropped endeavouring to convince her of her mistake. She did not mention the visit that night, because she did not see Mr. Linton. Next day it all came out, sadly to my chagrin; and still I was not altogether sorry: I thought the burden of directing and warning would be more efficiently borne by him than me; but he was too timid in giving satisfactory reasons for his wish that she would shun connection with the household of the Heights, and Catherine liked good reasons for every restraint that harassed her petted will. “Papa!” she exclaimed, after the morning’s salutations, “guess whom I saw yesterday, in my walk on the moors . . . Ah, Papa, you started! you’ve not done right, have you, now? I saw--But listen, and you shall hear how I found you out, and Ellen, who is in league with you, and yet pretended to pity me so, when I kept hoping, and was always disappointed about Linton’s coming back!” She gave a faithful account of her excursion and its consequences; and my master, though he cast more than one reproachful look at me, said nothing till she had concluded. Then he drew her to him, and asked if she knew why he had concealed Linton’s near neighbourhood from her? Could she think it was to deny her a pleasure that she might harmlessly enjoy? “It was because you disliked Mr. Heathcliff,” she answered. “Then you believe I care more for my own feelings than yours, Cathy?” he said. “No, it was not because I disliked Mr. Heathcliff, |
