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WUTHERING HEIGHTS.
CHAPTER I
1801-I have just returned from a visit to my landlord-the solitary neighbor that I shall be troubled with.
This is certainly, a beautiful country! In all of England, I do not believe that I could have fixed a situation so completely removed from the stir of society.
A perfect misanthropist’s 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.
“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 leaned manifested no sympathizing 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.
When he saw my horse’s breast fairly pushing the barrier, he did pull out his hand to unchain it, and then sullenly preceded me up the causeway, calling, as we entered the court: “Joseph, take Mr. Lockwood’s 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 bale and sinewy. “The Lord help us!” he soliloquized in an undertone of peevish displeasure while relieving me of my home: 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. Heathcliff’s dwelling. “Wuthering” is 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 the foresight to build it strong: the narrow windows are deeply set in the wall, and the corners are defended with large jutting stones.
| Author | Emily Brontë |
| Language | English |
| No. of Pages | 301 |
| PDF Size | 8.6 MB |
| Category | Novel |
| Source/Credits | archive.org |
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