Грозовой перевал / Wuthering Heights

I cannot express it; but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existence of yours beyond you. What were the use of my creation, if I were entirely contained here? My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff’s miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beginning: my great thought in living is himself. If all else perished, and HE remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it.

My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I’m well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I AM Heathcliff! He’s always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being. So don’t talk of our separation again: it is impracticable; and – ’

She paused, and hid her face in the folds of my gown; but I jerked it forcibly away.

I was out of patience with her folly!

�If I can make any sense of your nonsense, Miss,’ I said, �it only goes to convince me that you are ignorant of the duties you undertake in marrying; or else that you are a wicked, unprincipled girl. But trouble me with no more secrets: I’ll not promise to keep them.’

�You’ll keep that?’ she asked, eagerly.

�No, I’ll not promise,’ I repeated.

She was about to insist, when the entrance of Joseph finished our conversation; and Catherine removed her seat to a corner, and nursed Hareton, while I made the supper. After it was cooked, my fellow-servant and I began to quarrel who should carry some to Mr. Hindley; and we didn’t settle it till all was nearly cold. Then we came to the agreement that we would let him ask, if he wanted any; for we feared particularly to go into his presence when he had been some time alone.

�And how isn’t that nowt comed in fro’ th’ field, be this time? What is he about? girt idle seeght!’[33 - Он еще не вернулся с поля к этому времени? Что это с ним? Что за зрелище!] demanded the old man, looking round for Heathcliff.

�I’ll call him,’ I replied. �He’s in the barn, I’ve no doubt.’

I went and called, but got no answer.