gate himself, and sauntered slowly up, probably enjoying the lovely afternoon that breathed as soft as summer.
"Now he is here," I exclaimed. "For Heaven's sake, hurry down! You'll not meet any one on the front stairs. Do be quick; and stay among the trees till he is fairly in."
"I must go, Cathy," said Heathcliff, seeking to extricate himself from his companion's arms. "But, if I live, I'll see you again before you are asleep. I wont stray five yards from your window."
"You must not go!" she answered, holding him as firmly as her strength allowed. "You shall not, I tell you."
"For one hour," he pleaded, earnestly.
"Not for one minute," she replied.
"I must—Linton will be up immediately," persisted the alarmed intruder.
He would have risen, and unfixed her fingers by the act—she clung fast gasping; there was mad resolution in her face.
