And don't harass him much by talking: let him be quiet this evening, at least, will you ?' 'Yes, yes, papa,' answered Catherine: 'but I do want to see him; and he hasn't once looked out.' The carriage stopped; and the sleeper being roused, was lifted to the ground by his uncle.
'This is your cousin Cathy, Linton,' he said, putting their little hands together.

'She's fond of you already; and mind you don't grieve her by crying to-night.

Try to be cheerful now; the travelling is at an end, and you have nothing to do but rest and amuse yourself as you please.' 'Let me go to bed, then,' answered the boy, shrinking from Catherine's salute; and he put his fingers to remove incipient tears.
'Come, come, there's a good child,' I whispered, leading him in.

'You'll make her weep too--see how sorry she is for you!' I do not know whether it was sorrow for him, but his cousin put on as sad a countenance as himself, and returned to her father.

All three entered, and mounted to the library, where tea was laid ready.