The remainder of the letter is for yourself, alone. I want to ask you two questions: the first is,
How did you contrive to preserve the common sympathies of human nature when you resided here? I cannot recognise any sentiment which those around, share with me.
The second question, I have great interest in; it is this—
Is Mr. Heathcliff a man? If so, is he mad? And if not, is he a devil? I shan't tell my reasons for making this inquiry; but, I beseech you to explain, if you can, what I have married—that is, when you call to see me; and you must call Ellen, very soon. Don't write, but come, and bring me something from Edgar.
Now, you shall hear how I have been received in my new home, as I am led to imagine the Heights will be. It is to amuse myself that I dwell on such subjects as the lack of external comforts; they never occupy my
