showed me her cheek cut on the inside, against her teeth, and her mouth filling with blood: and then she gathered up the bits of the picture, and went and sat down with her face to the wall, and she has never spoken to me since; and I sometimes think she can't speak for pain. I don't like to think so! but she's a naughty thing for crying continually; and she looks so pale and wild, I'm afraid of her!"
"And you can get the key if you choose?" I said.
"Yes, when I am up-stairs," he answered "but I can't walk up-stairs now."
"In what apartment is it?" I asked.
"Oh, he cried, I shant tell you where it is! It is our secret. Nobody, neither Hareton, nor Zillah are to know. There! you've tired me—go away, go away!" And he turned his face onto his arm, and shut his eyes, again.
I considered it best to depart without seeing Mr. Heathcliff; and bring a rescue for my young lady, from the Grange.
