Wuthering Heights
contributor: Eric Lease Morgan (Infomotions, Inc.)
creator: Bronte, Emily
date: 0000-00-00
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language: en
publisher: Wiretap Electronic Text Archive
rights: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/GPL/2.0/
source: wuther.txt
subject: heathcliff
subject: linton
subject: catherine
subject: master
subject: hareton
subject: returned
subject: visit
subject: land
subject: lord
subject: bronte
subject: emily
subject: wuthering
subject: heights
subject: english
subject: literature
type: text
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full text: [obi/Emily.Bronte/wuther.Z] WUTHERING HEIGHTS by Emily Bronte. CHAPTER I. l80l.---I have just returned from a visit to my land- lord---the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with. This is certainly a beautiful country. In all Eng- land I do not believe that I could have fixed on a situa- tion 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 be- tween 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 ar- rival, to express the hope that I have not incon- venienced you by my perseverance in soliciting the oc- cupation 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 ex- pressed the sentiment, "Go to the deuce." Even the gate over which he leant manifested no sympathizing move- ment to the words; and I think that circumstance deter- mined 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 bar- rier, he did put out his hand to unchain it, and then sul- lenly preceded me up the causeway, calling, as we en- tered 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 com- pound order. "No wonder the grass grows up between the flags, and cattle are …