I'm glad you have no chance of having him for a husband, Miss Catherine.' My companion waxed serious at hearing this speech.

To speak of his death so regardlessly wounded her feelings.
'He's younger than I,' she answered, after a protracted pause of meditation, 'and he ought to live the longest: he will--he must live as long as I do.

He's as strong now as when he first came into the north; I'm positive of that.

It's only a cold that ails him, the same as papa has.

You say papa will get better, and why shouldn't he ?' 'Well, well,' I cried, 'after all, we needn't trouble ourselves; for listen, Miss,--and mind, I'll keep my word,--if you attempt going to Wuthering Heights again, with or without me, I shall inform Mr.Linton, and, unless he allow it, the intimacy with your cousin must not be revived.' 'It has been revived,' muttered Cathy, sulkily.
'Must not be continued, then,' I said.
'We'll see,' was her reply, and she set off at a gallop, leaving me to toil in the rear.
We both reached home before our dinner-time; my master supposed we had been wandering through the park, and therefore he demanded no explanation of our absence.