1801. – I have just returned from a visit to my landlord – the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with. p.5
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Lockwood’s initial interest in Heathcliff
I felt interested in a man who seemed more exaggeratedly reserved than myself. p.6
Lockwood describes Wuthering Heights
Wuthering Heights is the name of Mr. Heathcliff’s dwelling. ‘Wuthering’ being a significant provincial adjective, descriptive of the atmospheric tumult to which its station is exposed in stormy weather. p.6
Lockwood describes Heathcliff’s appearance
But Mr. Heathcliff forms a singular contrast to his abode and style of living. He is a dark- skinned gypsy in aspect, in dress and manners a gentleman. p.8
Lockwood thinks about Heathcliff
He’ll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to be loved or hated again. p.8
Lockwood delves into his own past
I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness; how undeserved, I alone can appreciate. p.9
Heathcliff explains his rudeness
Guests are so exceedingly rare in this house that I and my dogs, I am willing to own, hardly know how to receive them. p.11
Lockwood decides to befriend Heathcliff
I was encouraged so far as to volunteer another visit tomorrow. He evidently wished no repetition of my intrusion. I shall go, notwithstanding. It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him. p.12
Lockwood notices the bad weather, however, still decides to visit Wuthering Heights
Yesterday afternoon set in misty and cold. I had half a mind to spend it by my study fire, instead of wading through heath and mud to Wuthering Heights. p.13
Lockwood describes the weather
On that bleak hill-top the earth was hard with a black frost, and the air made me shiver through every limb. p.13
Lockwood first meets Cathy
I was pleased to observe the ‘missis,’ an individual whose existence I had never previously suspected. I bowed and waited, thinking she would bid me take a seat. p.14
Lockwood is surprised by Cathy’s rudeness
I stared – she stared also: at any rate, she kept her eyes on me in a cool, regardless manner, exceedingly embarrassing and disagreeable. p.15
Lockwood notices Cathy’s beauty
She was slender, and apparently scarcely past girlhood: an admirable form, and the most exquisite little face that I have ever had the pleasure of beholding; small features, very fair; flaxen ringlets, or rather golden, hanging loose on her delicate neck. p.15
Lockwood realises that he may have judged Heathcliff too quickly
The tone in which the words were said revealed a genuine bad nature. I no longer felt inclined to call Heathcliff a capital fellow. p.17
Lockwood describes the atmosphere in Wuthering Heights
They could not every day sit so grim and taciturn; and it was impossible, however ill-tempered they might be, that the universal scowl they wore was their every-day countenance. p.18
Lockwood realises that the weather has got worse
A sorrowful sight I saw: dark night coming down prematurely, and sky and hills mingled in one bitter whirl of wind and suffocating snow. p.20
Heathcliff rudely tells Lockwood off
‘I hope it will be a lesson to you to make no more rash journeys on these hills,’ cried Heathcliff’s stern voice from the kitchen entrance. p.22
Servant, Zillah, leads Lockwood to Catherine’s old bedroom
While leading the way upstairs, she recommended that I should hide the candle, and not make a noise; for her master had an odd notion about the chamber she would put me in, and never let anybody lodge there willingly. p.26
Lockwood reads Catherine’s journal entries
This writing, however, was nothing but a name repeated in all kinds of characters, large and small – Catherine Earnshaw, here and there varied to Catherine Heathcliff, and then again to Catherine Linton. p.26
Catherine writes in her journal about Hindley’s treatment of Heathcliff
I wish my father were back again. Hindley is a detestable substitute – his conduct to Heathcliff is atrocious – H. and I are going to rebel. p.28
Catherine’s hand grabs Lockwood
..my fingers closed on the fingers of a little, ice-cold hand! p.33
Catherine asks Lockwood to let her in
The intense horror of nightmare came over me: I tried to draw back my arm, but the hand clung to it, and a most melancholy voice sobbed, ‘Let me in – let me in!’ p.34
When asked who she is, Catherine replies ‘Catherine Linton’
‘Who are you?’ I asked, struggling, meanwhile, to disengage myself. ‘Catherine Linton,’ it replied, shiveringly. p.34
Lockwood wonders why he imagined that Catherine was called Catherine Linton
Why did I think of Linton? I had read Earnshaw twenty times for Linton p.34
Lockwood resorts to drastic measures to get rid of Catherine’s ghost
Terror made me cruel; and, finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane. p.34
Lockwood describes Catherine as wicked
Catherine Linton, or Earnshaw, or however she was called – she must have been a changeling – wicked little soul! She told me she had been walking the earth these twenty years p.36
After his experience at Wuthering Heights, Lockwood no longer desires company
I’m now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself. p.37
Heathcliff calls for Catherine to come back to him
‘Come in! come in!’ he sobbed. ‘Cathy, do come. Oh, do – once more! Oh! my heart’s darling! hear me this time, Catherine, at last!’ p.38
Nelly criticises Heathcliff
It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world! p.44
Lockwood asks Nelly to tell him more about the people who live at Wuthering Heights
Well, Mrs. Dean, it will be a charitable deed to tell me something of my neighbours: I feel I shall not rest if I go to bed. p.46
Nelly describes the moment when Mr Earnshaw brings Heathcliff home
We crowded round, and over Miss Cathy’s head I had a peep at a dirty, ragged, black-haired child p.48
Mrs Earnshaw displays her dislike of Heathcliff
Mrs. Earnshaw was ready to fling it out of doors: she did fly up, asking how he could fashion to bring that gypsy brat into the house. p.48
Cathy and Heathcliff grow close, however, Hindley and Nelly dislike him
Miss Cathy and he were now very thick; but Hindley hated him: and to say the truth I did the same p.49
Nelly and Hindley are cruel to Heathcliff
He would stand Hindley’s blows without winking or shedding a tear, and my pinches moved him only to draw in a breath and open his eyes, as if he had hurt himself by accident, and nobody was to blame. p. 49
Heathcliff becomes Mr Earnshaw’s favourite
Old Earnshaw took to Heathcliff strangely, believing all he said, and petting him up far above Cathy, who was too mischievous and wayward for a favourite. p.49
Hindley is jealous of the attention his father gives Heathcliff
The young master had learned to regard his father as an oppressor rather than a friend, and Heathcliff as a usurper of his parent’s affections and his privileges. p.50
Heathcliff is a resilient boy
He was as uncomplaining as a lamb; though hardness, not gentleness, made him give little trouble. p.50
Nelly wonders why Mr Earnshaw admires Heathcliff
I wondered often what my master saw to admire so much in the sullen boy. p.50
Mr Earnshaw’s health deteriorates
In the course of time, Mr. Earnshaw began to fail. p.53
Nelly describes Cathy
Her spirits were always at high-water mark, her tongue always going – singing, laughing, and plaguing everybody who would not do the same. p.54
Nelly describes how Cathy could manipulate people
A wild, wicked slip she was – but she had the bonniest eye, the sweetest smile, and lightest foot in the parish p.54
Cathy and Heathcliff become inseparable
The greatest punishment we could invent for her was to keep her separate from him p.55
Mr Earnshaw dies
But the hour came, at last, that ended Mr. Earnshaw’s troubles on earth. p.56
Cathy and Heathcliff comfort each other about Mr Earnshaw’s death
The little souls were comforting each other with better thoughts than I could have hit on p.57
Hindley returns to Wuthering Heights with a wife
Mr. Hindley came home to the funeral; and he brought a wife with him. p. 58
Nelly describes Frances, Hindley’s wife
She was rather thin, but young, and fresh-complexioned, and her eyes sparkled as bright as diamonds. p. 58
Hindley degrades Heathcliff after Mr Earnshaw’s death
Heathcliff bore his degradation pretty well at first, because Cathy taught him what she learnt, and worked or played with him in the fields. p.60
Heathcliff asserts that he prefers his life to Linton’s
I’d not exchange, for a thousand lives, my condition here, for Edgar Linton’s at Thrushcross Grange. p.62
Heathcliff and Cathy get into trouble at Thrushcross Grange
I had Cathy by the hand, and was urging her on, when all at once she fell down. “Run, Heathcliff, run!” she whispered. p.63
Heathcliff says he would have rescued Cathy from the Grange
If Catherine had wished to return, I intended shattering their great glass panes to a million of fragments, unless they let her out p.65
Heathcliff idolises Cathy
I saw they were full of stupid admiration; she is so immeasurably superior to them – to everybody on earth, is she not, Nelly? p.66
Cathy stayed at Thrushcross Grange five weeks
Cathy stayed at Thrushcross Grange five weeks: till Christmas. p.67
Cathy is altered, when she returns from the Grange
Instead of a wild, hatless little savage jumping into the house, and rushing to squeeze us all breathless, there ‘lighted from a handsome black pony a very dignified person. p.67
On her return, Cathy instantly looks for Heathcliff
She looked round for Heathcliff p.68
Heathcliff is unable to respond to Cathy
Shame and pride threw double gloom over his countenance, and kept him immovable. p.69
Cathy examines Heathcliff’s dirty hands
She gazed concernedly at the dusky fingers she held in her own. p.69
Heathcliff declares that he wants to be good for Cathy
Having screwed up his courage, exclaimed abruptly – ‘Nelly, make me decent, I’m going to be good.’ p.72
Nelly tells Heathcliff he has upset Cathy
“You have grieved Catherine: she’s sorry she ever came home, I daresay!” p.72
Heathcliff worries about Cathy and Edgar’s relationship
“But, Nelly, if I knocked him down twenty times, that wouldn’t make him less handsome or me more so.” p.73
Heathcliff plots revenge
“I’m trying to settle how I shall pay Hindley back. I don’t care how long I wait, if I can only do it at last. I hope he will not die before I do!” p.78
Heathcliff plots revenge to cover his pain
“Let me alone, and I’ll plan it out: while I’m thinking of that I don’t feel pain.” p.78
Hindley’s son, Hareton, is born
On the morning of a fine June day my first bonny little nursling, and the last of the ancient Earnshaw stock, was born. p.82
Nelly is told she will nurse Frances baby when she dies
You’re to nurse it, Nelly: to feed it with sugar and milk, and take care of it day and night. I wish I were you, because it will be all yours when there is no missis! p.82
Nelly worries about how Hindley will react to his wife’s death
I was very sad for Hindley’s sake. He had room in his heart only for two idols—his wife and himself: he doted on both, and adored one, and I couldn’t conceive how he would bear the loss. p.83
Frances, Hindley’s wife, dies
A fit of coughing took her—a very slight one—he raised her in his arms; she put her two hands about his neck, her face changed, and she was dead. p.84
Hindley’s behavior causes nearly all of the servants to leave
The servants could not bear his tyrannical and evil conduct long: Joseph and I were the only two that would stay. p.84
Nelly comments on Hindley’s behavior
The master’s bad ways and bad companions formed a pretty example for Catherine and Heathcliff. His treatment of the latter was enough to make a fiend of a saint. p.85
Heathcliff becomes more animal-like
He delighted to witness Hindley degrading himself past redemption; and became daily more notable for savage sullenness and ferocity. p.85
For Cathy, Linton does not compare to Heathcliff
Heathcliff kept his hold on her affections unalterably; and young Linton, with all his superiority, found it difficult to make an equally deep impression. p.85
Nelly confesses her dislike of Cathy
At fifteen she was the queen of the country-side; she had no peer; and she did turn out a haughty, headstrong creature! I own I did not like her. p.85
Cathy acts differently at the Grange and Wuthering Heights
In the place where she heard Heathcliff termed a ‘vulgar young ruffian,’ and ‘worse than a brute,’ she took care not to act like him; but at home she had small inclination to practise politeness that would only be laughed at, and restrain an unruly […]
Hindley is successful in lowering Heathcliff
Heathcliff’s childhood’s sense of superiority, instilled into him by the favours of old Mr. Earnshaw, was faded away. p.87
Heathcliff complains that Cathy is not spending enough time with him
The crosses are for the evenings you have spent with the Lintons, the dots for those spent with me. Do you see? I’ve marked every day. p.89
Cathy criticises Heathcliff’s company
What good do I get? What do you talk about? You might be dumb, or a baby, for anything you say to amuse me, or for anything you do, either! p.90
Linton arrives and Heathcliff leaves
Having knocked gently, young Linton entered, his face brilliant with delight at the unexpected summon she had received. Doubtless Catherine marked the difference between her friends, as one came in and the other went out. p.90
Cathy pinches Nelly, when she thinks Edgar isn’t looking
Cathy, supposing Edgar could not see her, snatched the cloth from my hand, and pinched me, with a prolonged wrench, very spitefully on the arm. p.91
Nelly warns Linton against Cathy
Take warning and begone! It’s a kindness to let you have a glimpse of her genuine disposition. p.92
Linton does not leave
Linton possessed the power to depart as much as a cat possesses the power to leave a mouse half killed, or a bird half eaten. p.93
Cathy and Edgar grow closer
I saw the quarrel had merely effected a closer intimacy—had broken the outworks of youthful timidity, and enabled them to forsake the disguise of friendship, and confess themselves lovers. p.94
Drunk Hindley catches Nelly hiding Hareton from him
Hindley entered, vociferating oaths dreadful to hear; and caught me in the act of stowing his son away in the kitchen cupboard. p.95
Hindley holds Hareton over the banister
Poor Hareton was squalling and kicking in his father’s arms with all his might, and redoubled his yells when he carried him upstairs and lifted him over the banister. p.96
Heathcliff catches a falling Hareton
Heathcliff arrived underneath just at the critical moment; by a natural impulse he arrested his descent, and setting him on his feet, looked up to discover the author of the accident. p.97
Heathcliff’s face shows that he’s annoyed with himself
It expressed, plainer than words could do, the intensest anguish at having made himself the instrument of thwarting his own revenge. p.97
Heathcliff wishes Hindley dead
‘It’s a pity he cannot kill himself with drink,’ observed Heathcliff, muttering an echo of curses back when the door was shut. p.98
Heathcliff leaves, but stays within hearing distance
Heathcliff, as I thought, walked through to the barn. It turned out afterwards that he only got as far as the other side the settle, when he flung himself on a bench by the wall, removed from the fire and remained silent. p.99
Cathy announces her unhappiness to Nelly
‘Oh, dear!’ she cried at last. ‘I’m very unhappy!’ p.99
Nelly criticises Cathy
‘A pity,’ observed I. ‘You’re hard to please; so many friends and so few cares, and can’t make yourself content!’ p.100
Cathy tells Nelly about Linton’s proposal
Today, Edgar Linton has asked me to marry him, and I’ve given him an answer. p.100
Cathy explains why she loves Linton
I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches, and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions, and him entirely and altogether. There now! p.101
Nelly asks why Cathy is upset
You will escape from a disorderly, comfortless home into a wealthy, respectable one; and you love Edgar, and Edgar loves you. All seems smooth and easy: where is the obstacle? p.102
Cathy says she would not fit in Heaven
If I were in heaven, Nelly, I should be extremely miserable. p.104
Nelly tells Cathy why she isn’t fit for heaven
‘Because you are not fit to go there,’ I answered. ‘All sinners would be miserable in heaven.’ p.104
Cathy describes a dream she had
I was only going to say that heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on […]
Cathy explains why she doesn’t belong with Linton
I’ve no more business to marry Edgar Linton than I have to be in heaven. p.104
Cathy loves Heathcliff but feels marrying him would degrade her
It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff now; so he shall never know how I love him. p.104
Cathy tells Nelly that her soul and Heathcliff’s are the same
He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. p.104
Cathy describes Linton’s soul
Linton’s is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire. p.104
Heathcliff, who has been evesdropping, leaves
Heathcliff had listened till he heard Catherine say it would degrade her to marry him, and then he stayed to hear no further. p.104
Nelly asks Cathy about her decision
Have you considered how you’ll bear the separation, and how he’ll bear to be quite deserted in the world? p.105
Cathy discusses her feelings towards Linton and Heathcliff
Every Linton on the face of the earth might melt into nothing before I could consent to forsake Heathcliff. p.105
Cathy’s reason for wanting to marry Linton
Did it never strike you that if Heathcliff and I married, we should be beggars? whereas, if I marry Linton I can aid Heathcliff to rise, and place him out of my brother’s power. p.106
Cathy explains her love for Linton
My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I’m well aware, as winter changes the trees. p.106
Cathy explains her love for Heathcliff
My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. p.106
Catherine declares that she is Heathcliff
Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He’s always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being. p.106
Cathy worries about Heathcliff
Catherine paced up and down the floor, exclaiming—‘I wonder where he is—I wonder where he can be! What did I say, Nelly? I’ve forgotten. p.108
Bad weather on the night of Heathcliff’s disappearance
About midnight, while we still sat up, the storm came rattling over the Heights in full fury. There was a violent wind, as well as thunder, and either one or the other split a tree off at the corner of the building. p.110
Nelly blames Cathy for Heathcliff’s disappearance
Heathcliff had never been heard of since the evening of the thunder-storm; and, one day, I had the misfortune, when she had provoked me exceedingly, to lay the blame of his disappearance on her: where indeed it belonged, as she well knew. p.114
Catherine’s diagnosis
Then the doctor had said that she would not bear crossing much; she ought to have her own way; and it was nothing less than murder in her eyes for any one to presume to stand up and contradict her. p.115
Edgar marries Cathy
Edgar Linton, as multitudes have been before and will be after him, was infatuated: and believed himself the happiest man alive on the day he led her to Gimmerton Chapel, three years subsequent to his father’s death. p.115
Nelly is persuaded to leave Hareton and go to Wuthering Heights with Cathy
Much against my inclination, I was persuaded to leave Wuthering Heights and accompany her here. p.115
Nelly says goodbye to Hareton
I kissed Hareton, said good-by; and since then he has been a stranger: and it’s very queer to think it, but I’ve no doubt he has completely forgotten all about Ellen Dean, and that he was ever more than all the world to her and […]
The Lintons embrace Cathy
It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn. p.118
Edgar and Cathy’s marriage starts okay
For the space of half a year, the gunpowder lay as harmless as sand, because no fire came near to explode it. p.119
The peace ends
It ended. Well, we must be for ourselves in the long run; the mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering; and it ended when circumstances caused each to feel that the one’s interest was not the chief consideration in the other’s […]
Nelly first sees Heathcliff again
Something stirred in the porch; and, moving nearer, I distinguished a tall man dressed in dark clothes, with dark face and hair. p.120