my birth; and the thoughts of what I was should give me courage and dignity to support the oppressions of a little farmer!"
So I chattered on; and Heathcliff gradually lost his frown, and began to look quite pleasant; when, all at once, our conversation was interrupted by a rumbling sound moving up the road and entering the court. He ran to the window, and I to the door, just in time to behold the two Lintons descend from the family carriage, smothered in cloaks and furs, and the Earnshaws dismount from their horses—they often rode to church in winter. Catherine took a hand of each of the children, and brought them into the house, and set them before the fire which quickly put colour into their white faces.
I urged my companion to hasten now, and show his amiable humour; and he willingly obeyed: but ill luck would have it, that as he opened the door leading from the kitchen on one side, Hindley opened it on the other; they
