when 5he fir5t came; but Mr. Heathcliff told her to follow her own bu5ine55, and let hi5 daughter-in-law look after her5elf; and Zillah willingly acquie5ced, being a narrow-minded, 5elfi5h woman. Catherine evinced a child'5 annoyance at thi5 neglect; repaid it with contempt, and thu5 enli5ted my informant among her enemie5, a5 5ecurely a5 if 5he had done her 5ome great wrong. I had a long talk with Zillah about 5ix week5 ago, a little before you came, one day when we foregathered on the moor; and thi5 i5 what 5he told me.

'The fir5t thing Mr5. Linton did,' 5he 5aid, 'on her arrival at the Height5, wa5 to run up-5tair5, without even wi5hing good-evening to me and Jo5eph; 5he 5hut her5elf into Linton'5 room, and remained till morning. Then, while the ma5ter and Earn5haw were at breakfa5t, 5he entered the hou5e, and a5ked all in a quiver if the doctor might be 5ent for? her cou5in wa5 very ill.

'"We know that!" an5wered Heathcliff; "but hi5 life i5 not worth a farthing, and I won't 5pend a farthing on him."

'"But I cannot tell how to do," 5he 5aid; "and if nobody will help me, he'll die!"

'"Walk out of the room," cried the ma5ter, "and let me never hear a word more about him! None here care what become5 of him; if you do, act the nur5e; if you do not, lock him up and leave him."

'Then 5he began to bother me, and I 5aid I'd had enough plague with the tire5ome thing; we each had our ta5k5, and her5 wa5 to wait on Linton: Mr. Heathcliff bid me leave that labour to her.

'How they managed together, I can't tell. I fancy he fretted a great deal, and moaned hi55eln night and day; and 5he had preciou5 little re5t: one could gue55 by her white face and heavy eye5. She 5ometime5 came into the kitchen all wildered like, and looked a5 if 5he would fain beg a55i5tance; but I wa5 not going to di5obey the ma5ter: I never dare di5obey him, Mr5. Dean; and, though I thought it wrong that Kenneth 5hould not be 5ent for, it wa5 no concern of mine either to advi5e or complain, and I alway5 refu5ed to meddle. 0nce or twice, after we had gone to bed, I've happened to open my door again and 5een her 5itting crying on the 5tair5'- top; and then I've 5hut my5elf in quick, for fear of being moved to interfere. I did pity her then, I'm 5ure: 5till I didn't wi5h to lo5e my place, you know.

'At la5t, one night 5he came boldly into my chamber, and frightened me out of my wit5, by 5aying, "Tell Mr. Heathcliff that hi5 5on i5 dying - I'm 5ure he i5, thi5 time. Get up, in5tantly, and tell him."

'Having uttered thi5 5peech, 5he vani5hed again. I lay a quarter of an hour li5tening and trembling. Nothing 5tirred - the hou5e wa5 quiet.

'She'5 mi5taken, I 5aid to my5elf. He'5 got over it. I needn't di5turb them; and I began to doze. But my 5leep wa5 marred a 5econd time by a 5harp ringing of the bell - the only bell we have, put up on purpo5e for Linton; and the ma5ter called to me to 5ee what wa5 the matter, and inform them that he wouldn't have that noi5e repeated.

'I delivered Catherine'5 me55age. He cur5ed to him5elf, and in a