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80 besides, you should have known better than to choose such a rush of a lass!’” “And what did the master answer?” I inquired. “I think he swore; but I didn’t mind him, I was straining to see the bairn,” and she began again to describe it rapturously. I, as zealous as herself, hurried eagerly home to admire, on my part; though I was very sad for Hindley’s sake. He had room in his heart only for two idols--his wife and himself: he doted on both, and adored one, and I couldn’t conceive how he would bear the loss. When we got to Wuthering Heights, there he stood at the front door; and, as I passed in, I asked, how was the baby? “Nearly ready to run about, Nell!” he replied, putting on a cheerful smile. “And the mistress?” I ventured to inquire; “the doctor says she’s--” “Damn the doctor!” he interrupted, reddening. “Frances is quite right--she’ll be perfectly well by this time next week. Are you going upstairs? Will you tell her that I’ll come, if she’ll promise not to talk. I left her because she would not hold her tongue; and she must--tell her Mr. Kenneth says she must be quiet.” I delivered this message to Mrs. Earnshaw; she seemed in flighty spirits, and replied merrily-- “I hardly spoke a word, Ellen, and there he has gone out twice, crying. Well, say I promise I won’t speak: but that does not bind me not to laugh at him!” Poor soul! Till within a week of her death that gay heart never failed her, and her husband persisted doggedly, nay, furiously, in affirming her health improved every day. When Kenneth warned him that his medicines were useless at that stage of the malady, |
