Minny and I went flying home as light as air; and I dreamt of Wuthering Heights and my sweet, darling cousin, till morning.
'On the morrow I was sad; partly because you were poorly, and partly that I wished my father knew, and approved of my excursions: but it was beautiful moonlight after tea; and, as I rode on, the gloom cleared.

I shall have another happy evening, I thought to myself; and what delights me more, my pretty Linton will.

I trotted up their garden, and was turning round to the back, when that fellow Earnshaw met me, took my bridle, and bid me go in by the front entrance.

He patted Minny's neck, and said she was a bonny beast, and appeared as if he wanted me to speak to him.

I only told him to leave my horse alone, or else it would kick him.