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The place of Catherine's interment, to the surprise of the villagers, was neither in the chapel under the carved monument of the Lintons, nor yet by the tombs of her own relations, outside. It was dug on a green slope in a corner of the kirk-yard, where the wall is so low that heath and bilberry-plants have climbed over it from the moor; and peat-mould almost buries it.
Catherine had kept up her acquaintance with the Lintons since her five- weeks' residence among them; and as she had no temptation to show her rough side in their company, and had the sense to be ashamed of being rude where she experienced such invariable courtesy, she imposed unwittingly on the old lady and gentleman by her ingenious cordiality; gained the admiration of Isabella, and the heart and soul of her brother: acquisitions that flattered her from the first for she was full of ambition and led her to adopt a double character without exactly intending to deceive any one.
She stayed five weeks with the Lintons, and became very friendly with the children, Edgar and Isabella, and when she came back was a dignified little person, and quite a beauty. Soon after, Hindley's son, Hareton, was born, the mother died, and the child fell wholly into my hands, for the father grew desperate in his sorrow, and gave himself up to reckless dissipation.
Seeing the Lintons and the Greggs arrive, he craftily awaited his opportunity, and slipped off, to give them a turn on the gridiron. First Linton was secured; and you should have seen him roll his mute, appealing orbs, as he settled helplessly down under the infliction. Suddenly he made a dash. "I am ignorant of these matters," said he; "but Gregg understands them; Gregg will talk with you."
I bid him beware of rousing the master, and while he undressed and I waited to put out the candle, he continued 'Cathy and I escaped from the wash- house to have a ramble at liberty, and getting a glimpse of the Grange lights, we thought we would just go and see whether the Lintons passed their Sunday evenings standing shivering in corners, while their father and mother sat eating and drinking, and singing and laughing, and burning their eyes out before the fire.
She was the most winning thing that ever brought sunshine into a desolate house: a real beauty in face, with the Earnshaws' handsome dark eyes, but the Lintons' fair skin and small features, and yellow curling hair. Her spirit was high, though not rough, and qualified by a heart sensitive and lively to excess in its affections.
"We'd have been wage-earners still, or struggling little cocky farmers at the best, but for that letter of General Harran's though, I think more was due to the way you butted into their taxi!" "I believe it was," laughed Tommy. "It was the sort of thing to appeal to the Lintons it wouldn't to everybody. But the letter was behind it, saying what a worthy young man you were!"
So the waiting motors received them, and rolled them off in triumphal procession to Melbourne, between the cheering crowds. From the top deck the Lintons, with the Rainhams, watched the men go disembarkation was for the troops first, and not till all had gone could the unattached officers leave the ship.
'Yes; and her husband was her cousin also: one on the mother's, the other on the father's side: Heathcliff married Mr. Linton's sister. 'I see the house at Wuthering Heights has "Earnshaw" carved over the front door. Are they an old family? 'Very old, sir; and Hareton is the last of them, as our Miss Cathy is of us I mean, of the Lintons. Have you been to Wuthering Heights?
It was but a few moments before a posse of uncles, aunts and cousins swooped down upon the Lintons, whose cab prudently turned down a side street to let the wave of welcome expend itself.
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