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MarytookthepicturebacktothehousewhenshewenttohersupperandsheshowedittoMartha.
"Eh!
"saidMarthawithgreatpride."IneverknewourDickonwasascleverasthat.Thatthere'sapictureofamisselthrushonhernest,aslargeaslifean'
twiceasnatural."ThenMaryknewDickonhadmeantthepicturetobeamessage.
Hehadmeantthatshemightbesurehewouldkeephersecret.
Hergardenwashernestandshewaslikeamisselthrush.
Oh,howshedidlikethatqueer,commonboy!
Shehopedhewouldcomebacktheverynextdayandshefellasleeplookingforwardtothemorning.
ButyouneverknowwhattheweatherwilldoinYorkshire,particularlyinthespringtime.Shewasawakenedinthenightbythesoundofrainbeatingwithheavydropsagainstherwindow.Itwaspouringdownintorrentsandthewindwas"wuthering"roundthecornersandinthechimneysofthehugeoldhouse.Marysatupinbedandfeltmiserableandangry.
"TherainisascontraryasIeverwas,"shesaid.
"ItcamebecauseitknewIdidnotwantit."Shethrewherselfbackonherpillowandburiedherface.
Shedidnotcry,butshelayandhatedthesoundoftheheavilybeatingrain,shehatedthewindandits"wuthering."Shecouldnotgotosleepagain.Themournfulsoundkeptherawakebecauseshefeltmournfulherself.Ifshehadfelthappyitwouldprobablyhavelulledhertosleep.
Howit"wuthered"andhowthebigraindropspoureddownandbeatagainstthepane!
"Itsoundsjustlikeapersonlostonthemoorandwanderingonandoncrying,"shesaid.
Shehadbeenlyingawaketurningfromsidetosideforaboutanhour,whensuddenlysomethingmadehersitupinbedandturnherheadtowardthedoorlistening.
Shelistenedandshelistened.
"Itisn'tthewindnow,"shesaidinaloudwhisper.
"Thatisn'tthewind.Itisdifferent.ItisthatcryingIheardbefore."Thedoorofherroomwasajarandthesoundcamedownthecorridor,afar-offfaintsoundoffretfulcrying.
Shelistenedforafewminutesandeachminuteshebecamemoreandmoresure.Shefeltasifshemustfindoutwhatitwas.Itseemedevenstrangerthanthesecretgardenandtheburiedkey.Perhapsthefactthatshewasinarebelliousmoodmadeherbold.Sheputherfootoutofbedandstoodonthefloor.
"Iamgoingtofindoutwhatitis,"shesaid."EverybodyisinbedandIdon'tcareaboutMrs.Medlock--Idon'tcare!
"Therewasacandlebyherbedsideandshetookitupandwentsoftlyoutoftheroom.Thecorridorlookedverylonganddark,butshewastooexcitedtomindthat.
Shethoughtsherememberedthecornersshemustturntofindtheshortcorridorwiththedoorcoveredwithtapestry--theoneMrs.Medlockhadcomethroughthedayshelostherself.Thesoundhadcomeupthatpassage.
Soshewentonwithherdimlight,almostfeelingherway,herheartbeatingsoloudthatshefanciedshecouldhearit.Thefar-offfaintcryingwentonandledher.
Sometimesitstoppedforamomentorsoandthenbeganagain.
Wasthistherightcornertoturn?
Shestoppedandthought.
Yesitwas.Downthispassageandthentotheleft,andthenuptwobroadsteps,andthentotherightagain.
Yes,therewasthetapestrydoor.
Shepusheditopenverygentlyandcloseditbehindher,andshestoodinthecorridorandcouldhearthecryingquiteplainly,thoughitwasnotloud.Itwasontheothersideofthewallatherleftandafewyardsfartherontherewasadoor.Shecouldseeaglimmeroflightcomingfrombeneathit.TheSomeonewascryinginthatroom,anditwasquiteayoungSomeone.
Soshewalkedtothedoorandpusheditopen,andthereshewasstandingintheroom!
Itwasabigroomwithancient,handsomefurnitureinit.
Therewasalowfireglowingfaintlyonthehearthandanightlightburningbythesideofacarvedfour-postedbedhungwithbrocade,andonthebedwaslyingaboy,cryingfretfully.
Marywonderedifshewasinarealplaceorifshehadfallenasleepagainandwasdreamingwithoutknowingit.
Theboyhadasharp,delicatefacethecolorofivoryandheseemedtohaveeyestoobigforit.Hehadalsoalotofhairwhichtumbledoverhisforeheadinheavylocksandmadehisthinfaceseemsmaller.
Helookedlikeaboywhohadbeenill,buthewascryingmoreasifheweretiredandcrossthanasifhewereinpain.
Marystoodnearthedoorwithhercandleinherhand,holdingherbreath.Thenshecreptacrosstheroom,and,asshedrewnearer,thelightattractedtheboy'sattentionandheturnedhisheadonhispillowandstaredather,hisgrayeyesopeningsowidethattheyseemedimmense.
"Whoareyou?
"hesaidatlastinahalf-frightenedwhisper.
"Areyouaghost?
""No,Iamnot,"Maryanswered,herownwhispersoundinghalffrightened."Areyouone?
"Hestaredandstaredandstared.Marycouldnothelpnoticingwhatstrangeeyeshehad.Theywereagategrayandtheylookedtoobigforhisfacebecausetheyhadblacklashesallroundthem.
"No,"herepliedafterwaitingamomentorso.
"IamColin.""WhoisColin?
"shefaltered.
"IamColinCraven.Whoareyou?
""IamMaryLennox.Mr.Cravenismyuncle.""Heismyfather,"saidtheboy.
"Yourfather!
"gaspedMary."Nooneevertoldmehehadaboy!
Whydidn'tthey?
""Comehere,"hesaid,stillkeepinghisstrangeeyesfixedonherwithananxiousexpression.
Shecameclosetothebedandheputouthishandandtouchedher.
"Youarereal,aren'tyou?
"hesaid."Ihavesuchrealdreamsveryoften.Youmightbeoneofthem."Maryhadslippedonawoolenwrapperbeforesheleftherroomandsheputapieceofitbetweenhisfingers.
"Rubthatandseehowthickandwarmitis,"shesaid.
"Iwillpinchyoualittleifyoulike,toshowyouhowrealIam.ForaminuteIthoughtyoumightbeadreamtoo.""Wheredidyoucomefrom?
"heasked.
"Frommyownroom.ThewindwutheredsoIcouldn'tgotosleepandIheardsomeonecryingandwantedtofindoutwhoitwas.Whatwereyoucryingfor?
""BecauseIcouldn'tgotosleepeitherandmyheadached.
Tellmeyournameagain.""MaryLennox.DidnooneevertellyouIhadcometolivehere?
"Hewasstillfingeringthefoldofherwrapper,buthebegantolookalittlemoreasifhebelievedinherreality.
"No,"heanswered."Theydaren't.""Why?
"askedMary.
"BecauseIshouldhavebeenafraidyouwouldseeme.
Iwon'tletpeopleseemeandtalkmeover.""Why?
"Maryaskedagain,feelingmoremystifiedeverymoment.
"BecauseIamlikethisalways,illandhavingtoliedown.
Myfatherwon'tletpeopletalkmeovereither.
Theservantsarenotallowedtospeakaboutme.
IfIliveImaybeahunchback,butIshan'tlive.
MyfatherhatestothinkImaybelikehim.""Oh,whataqueerhousethisis!
"Marysaid.
"Whataqueerhouse!
Everythingisakindofsecret.
Roomsarelockedupandgardensarelockedup--andyou!
Haveyoubeenlockedup?
""No.IstayinthisroombecauseIdon'twanttobemovedoutofit.Ittiresmetoomuch.""Doesyourfathercomeandseeyou?
"Maryventured.
"Sometimes.GenerallywhenIamasleep.Hedoesn'twanttoseeme.""Why?
"Marycouldnothelpaskingagain.
Asortofangryshadowpassedovertheboy'sface.
"MymotherdiedwhenIwasbornanditmakeshimwretchedtolookatme.HethinksIdon'tknow,butI'veheardpeopletalking.Healmosthatesme.""Hehatesthegarden,becauseshedied,"saidMaryhalfspeakingtoherself.
"Whatgarden?
"theboyasked.
"Oh!
just--justagardensheusedtolike,"Marystammered.
"Haveyoubeenherealways?
""Nearlyalways.SometimesIhavebeentakentoplacesattheseaside,butIwon'tstaybecausepeoplestareatme.Iusedtowearanironthingtokeepmybackstraight,butagranddoctorcamefromLondontoseemeandsaiditwasstupid.Hetoldthemtotakeitoffandkeepmeoutinthefreshair.
IhatefreshairandIdon'twanttogoout.""Ididn'twhenfirstIcamehere,"saidMary."Whydoyoukeeplookingatmelikethat?
""Becauseofthedreamsthataresoreal,"heansweredratherfretfully."SometimeswhenIopenmyeyesIdon'tbelieveI'mawake.""We'rebothawake,"saidMary.Sheglancedroundtheroomwithitshighceilingandshadowycornersanddimfire-light.
"Itlooksquitelikeadream,andit'sthemiddleofthenight,andeverybodyinthehouseisasleep--everybodybutus.
Wearewideawake.""Idon'twantittobeadream,"theboysaidrestlessly.
Marythoughtofsomethingallatonce.
"Ifyoudon'tlikepeopletoseeyou,"shebegan,"doyouwantmetogoaway?
"Hestillheldthefoldofherwrapperandhegaveitalittlepull.
"No,"hesaid."Ishouldbesureyouwereadreamifyouwent.
Ifyouarereal,sitdownonthatbigfootstoolandtalk.
Iwanttohearaboutyou."Maryputdownhercandleonthetablenearthebedandsatdownonthecushionedstool.Shedidnotwanttogoawayatall.Shewantedtostayinthemysterioushidden-awayroomandtalktothemysteriousboy.
"Whatdoyouwantmetotellyou?
"shesaid.
HewantedtoknowhowlongshehadbeenatMisselthwaite;hewantedtoknowwhichcorridorherroomwason;hewantedtoknowwhatshehadbeendoing;ifshedislikedthemoorashedislikedit;whereshehadlivedbeforeshecametoYorkshire.Sheansweredallthesequestionsandmanymoreandhelaybackonhispillowandlistened.HemadehertellhimagreatdealaboutIndiaandabouthervoyageacrosstheocean.Shefoundoutthatbecausehehadbeenaninvalidhehadnotlearnedthingsasotherchildrenhad.
Oneofhisnurseshadtaughthimtoreadwhenhewasquitelittleandhewasalwaysreadingandlookingatpicturesinsplendidbooks.
Thoughhisfatherrarelysawhimwhenhewasawake,hewasgivenallsortsofwonderfulthingstoamusehimselfwith.
He
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