`Delectably!" observed Catherine. `They are dove"s eyes——angel"s!"
`She"s her brother"s heir, is she not?" he asked, after a brief silence.
`I should be sorry to think so," returned his companion. `Half a dozen nephews shall erase her title, please Heaven! Abstract your mind from the subject at present: you are too prone to covet your neighbour"s goods; remember this neighbour"s goods are mine."
`If they were mine, they would be none the less that," said Heathcliff; `but though Isabella Linton may be silly, she is scarcely mad; and, in short, we"ll dismiss the matter, as you advise."来源：www.examda.com
From their tongues they did dismiss it; and Catherine, probably, from her thoughts. The other, I felt certain, recalled it often in the course of the evening. I saw him smile to himself——grin rather——and lapse into ominous musing whenever Mrs Linton had occasion to be absent from the apartment.
I determined to watch his movements. My heart invariably cleaved to the master"s, in preference to Catherine"s side: with reason I imagined, for he was kind, and trustful, and honourable; and she——she could not be called the opposite, yet she seemed to allow herself such wide latitude, that I had little faith in her principles, and still less sympathy for her feelings. I wanted something to happen which might have the effect of freeing both Wuthering Heights and the Grange of Mr Heathcliff, quietly; leaving us as we had been prior to his advent. His visits were a continual nightmare to me; and, I suspected, to my master also. His abode at the Heights was an oppression past explaining. I felt that God had forsaken the stray sheep there to its own wicked wanderings, and an evil beast prowled between it and the fold, waiting his time to spring and destroy.
