Wuthering Heights Chapter 9

Authors Contact This Book: Contents Previous Chapter Next Chapter Wuthering Heights Emily Bronte Chapter 9 HE entered, vociferating oaths dreadful to hear; and caught me in the act of stowing his son sway in the kitchen cupboard.

She kept wandering to and fro, from the gate to the door, in a state of agitation which permitted no repose; and at length took up a permanent situation on one side of the wall, near the road: where, heedless of my expostulations and the growling thunder, and the great drops that began to plash around her, she remained, calling at intervals, and then listening, and then crying outright.

He held the knife in his hand, and pushed its point between my teeth: but, for my part, I was never much afraid of his vagaries.

'Not I! On the contrary, I shall have great pleasure in sending it to perdition to punish its Maker,' exclaimed the blasphemer.

Then I put her through the following catechism: for a girl of twenty-two it was not injudicious.

Mr. Kenneth says he would wager his mare that he'll outlive any man on this side Gimmerton, and go to the grave a hoary sinner; unless some happy chance out of the common course befall him.'

She was vexed, but she did not proceed.

He was rather too indulgent in humouring her caprices; not from affection, but from pride: he wished earnestly to see her bring honour to the family by an alliance with the Lintons, and as long as she let him alone she might trample on us like slaves, for aught he cared!

- I seed young Linton boath coming and going, and I seed YAH' (directing his discourse to me), 'yah gooid fur nowt, slattenly witch! nip up and bolt into th' house, t' minute yah heard t' maister's horse-fit clatter up t' road.'

She would not hear of staying a second longer: in truth, I felt rather disposed to defer the sequel of her narrative myself.