2. Cumbres Borrascosas

Capítulo 2
Lockwood regresa a Cumbres Borrascosas y tiene un incómodo encuentro con la misteriosa joven Cathy y el malhumorado Hareton.

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Episode Transcript

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Chapter two. Yesterday afternoon it wascold and foggy. First I hesitated between
staying at home by the fire,heading through Senegalese and going to burrous peaks.
But after eating warning that like oneto two, since the housekeeper that
I accepted when renting the house asif it were one of its dependencies,
does not understand or does not wantto understand what it is to eat at

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five. As I go up tomy room, there is in it a
maid kneeling before the chimney and strivingto extinguish the flames by means of masses
of ash with which she raised ahellish dustnet. Such a show discouraged me.
I took the hat and after afour- mile walk, I arrived
at Heathcliff' s house just asthe first flakes of a semi- liquid

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snowfall began to fall. The soilof those lonely heights was covered with a
layer of blackened frost and the windshivered with cold all my limbs. When
I saw that my efforts to liftthe chain that closed the gate were vain,
I jumped the fence, advanced alongthe road bordered by grovellers and hit

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the door of the house with myknuckles until my fingers hurt. You could
hear the Canes bark. Your inhospitableimbecile deserves to be punished with the perpetual
isolation of your fellow bellacs. Imurmured mentally. The least you can do
is keep the doors open during theday, but I don' t care.

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I have to go in and makethis decision. I shook the Dao
hard, Joseph' s Vinegar's face appeared in a window of the
barn.“ What do you want,” he asked. The master is
in the pen around the corner ofthe stable. No one opens the door,
no one but the Miss, andshe won' t open it.

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Even if you were calling till night. It would be useless.“ Why
can’ t you tell him it’ s me not, what have I
to do with that,” hereplied. As I pulled out, I
weighed the snow. I was alreadytaking over the ledge to call back.
When a young man without a jacketand carrying his shoulder to a gallows of

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tillage showed up and told me tofollow him. We went through a laundry
room and a tiled patio, inwhich there was a well with a bomb
and a dovecote and we arrived atthe room where the previous day a huge
fire of carbonileña was introduced. Iwas warming her up and next to the
table where an abundant snack was served, I had the satisfaction of seeing the

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lady, a person whose existence Ihad not had any news before I greeted
her and stood waiting for her toinvite me to sit down. She looked
at me and didn' t movefrom her chair or utter a single word.
What a bad time I' vebeen talking about. He regretted,
Mrs Heashcliff, that the door findsitself suffering the consequences of the negligence of

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his servants. It took me ahell of a job to make me hear.
She didn' t move her lips. I looked at her carefully and
she matched me with such a coldlook that it was annoying and unpleasant.
Sit snarled the young Heathcliff will comesoon obey carraspeé I called Juno the evil

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pearl that this time was dignified tomove the tail in sign that it recognized
me beautiful animal. I started bythinking about getting rid of the puppies.
“ Madam are not mine,”the kind young woman said with an even
more unfriendly tone than the one employedby Heathcliff himself. Then your favorites will

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be those. I continued to lookback at what I thought was a cushion
with kittens. They' d bepretty extravagant favorites. The young woman replied
scornfully. Unfortunately, the supposed kittenswere actually a bunch of dead rabbits.
I re- carraspeared or approached thefire and repeated my comments about the unpleasantness

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of the afternoon. You shouldn't have gone out. She said as
she joined and tried to reach twoof the painted jars in the chimney.
To the clarity of the flames Icould distinguish completely his figure was very slender
and apparently, he had barely leftthe adolescence. It was admirably formed and

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possessed the most beautiful face I hadever seen. Never. He had the
small features, the very white complexion, golden loops hanging over his delicate throat
and eyes that would have been irresistibleif he had offered a pleasant expression.
Fortunately, to my sensitive heart,that look did not manifest at that moment
more than disdain and a kind ofdespair that was incredible in eyes as beautiful

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as the jars were beyond their reach. I went to help her, but
she turned to me with the angerof giving expression to a miser to whom
someone intended to help her count hergold. I don' t need your
help. He said I can takethem. I was quick to answer it
myself. You' re invited tohave tea. He asked me, put

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an apron on the dress and satdown. He held in his hand a
spoon of tea leaves that he hadpulled out of the jar. I'
d have a cup I' dbe glad to take back.“ You
are invited,” he repeated,“ I did not say smiling, but
no one more suitable than you toinvite me. Made tea with spoon and
everything in the boat. He satback frowning and made a little pucherito with

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his lips like a child about tocry the young man. During this talk
he had put on a raging gabánand at that moment he looked at me
as if there was a deadly resentmentbetween us. I doubted whether that character
was ho created or not speaking anddressed crudely without any of the details Heathclip
presented of belonging to a higher class. His chestnut hair was very low,

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his moustache was growing carelessly and hishands were as rough as those of a
tiller. But yet neither his gesturesnor the way he had to treat the
lady were those of a creator.In doubt I preferred not to guess anything
about him. Five minutes later thearrival of Heathcliff alleviated somewhat the annoying situation

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in which I was situated as Ifulfilled my promise. I said with a
pretendly jovial accent and I' mafraid bad weather will make me stay here
half an hour. If you wantto shelter me during that half- hour
time he replaced while shaking the whiteflakes that covered his clothes My astonishment that

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you have chosen the moment of asnowfall to walk. He doesn' t
know he' s in danger ofgetting lost in the swamps. Even those
who are familiar with them. Theyget lost sometimes and so. I'
m sure time isn' t likelyto get better. Perhaps one of his
servants could guide me. He'd stay at the farm until tomorrow.

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You can provide me with one.No. It is not possible for me,
for then I will have to relyon my own means. What do
you make tea or. The youngman in the Arapozo coat did not ask,
separating his gaze from me to addressit to the woman. We hit
that man, she asked Heathcliff.Come on, it' s over.

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I hadn' t spoken in away that gave away an authentically perverse nature.
I did not feel from that momentany inclination to regard that man as
an extraordinary individual. When he wasprepared, Heathcliff said to make his chair.
Mr Lockwood, we all sit atthe table, even the gross young

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man, an absolute silence realm.While we were eating. It seemed to
me that, since I was theanswer to that cloudy one, it must
also be the one to dissipate it. That taciturity he showed should not be
his usual way of behaving. Therefore, I commented it is curious to consider
that such mistaken ideas we often formabout one’ s neighbor. Many people

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could not imagine that a person wholed a life as far away from the
world as nails, Mr Heathcliff,was happy. And yet, you are
blessed surrounded by your family with yourkind wife who, as a guardian angel
reigns in your home and in yourheart, my kind wife interrupted with diabolical
Smile And where is my kind wife? Sir, I speak to the lady

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of Heathcliff, I answered annoyingly.Ah you mean that your spirit, after
disappearing your body, has become myguardian angel and guarding drunken summits. It
' s not that. I realizedthe need I had said and wanted to
rectify it. I should have knownhow old he was before I assumed it
was his wife. He was aboutforty years old and at that age,

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in which mental vigor remains incolumne.Women are never supposed to marry us for
love. Such an illusion is reservedfor old age. As for the young
woman she did not represent above seventeenyears suddenly as lightning, this idea arose
in me. The rude character whosits next to me drinking tea in a

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bowl and eating bread with his dirtyhands is perhaps her husband. These are
the consequences of living away from theworld. She must have married this jerk
believing that there are no others worthmore than him. It is regrettable and
I must ensure that, because ofme, you will not regret your choice.

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Such an occurrence might seem vain,but it was sincere. My neighbor
on the table had an almost repulsiveaspect, while I knew from experience that
I was passably pleasant.“ Thisyoung woman is my daughter- in-
law,” Heathcliff said, confirmingmy assumptions and looking at her with hateful

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expression. Then the happy owner ofthe beautiful fairy is you. I made
a point of turning to my neighbor. That' s what my words just
put things wrong. The young manclenched his fists with obvious intent to attack
me, but he restrained and ventedhis anger in a brutal, brutal curse
that concerned me, but the oneI had had not taken for granted you

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are very ill- advised, saidHeathcliff, neither of us is lucky enough
to own the good fairy. Towhom you refer, your husband has died
and since I said he was mydaughter- in- law, it must
be that he was married to myson, so this young man is my
son of s or neras no andHealthcliff smiled as if it were a nonsense

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to attribute to him the fatherhood ofthat bear. My name is Harriton Arno
Shaw snarled the other and I advisehim to pronounce it with the utmost respect.
I think it' s respected.I answered as I laughed intimately at
the dignity with which that strange subjecthad made his presentation. He stared at
me for so long and so fixedthat he made me experience the desire to

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slap him or to laugh in hisown nose. I began to feel distasteful
in that pleasant family circle so ungratefulenvironment neutralized the comfortable heat that physically surrounded
me and resolved not to return inmy finished life. The placement and,
in view of the fact that noone spoke a word, I approached the

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window to see how long it took. The show was very unpleasant. The
night was falling prematurely and wind whirlwindsand the landscape swept me away. I
think he' s got someone toguide me. I won' t be
able to go home. I exclaimedunable to contain myself. The roads must
be wiped out by snow, andeven if they weren' t, it
' s impossible to see a footaway. Hareton said Heathcliff takes the sheep

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to the barn entrance and puts astake in front. If they spend the
night in the corral, they'll dawn covered in snow. How I
' ll manage. I continued tofeel my irritation increased, but no one
answered that question. I looked aroundand saw nothing but Joseph, who brought
food for the dogs, and MrsHeathclip, who, leaning towards the fire,

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entertained herself in burning a pack ofmatches that had fallen from the fireplace
shelf. When he put the teapotback in place, Joseph, after emptying
the container in which he brought thefood from the animals, grunted I marveled
that you stayed there like a pasmarotewhen the others were gone. But with
you, words are worthless. Hewill never correct his bad habits and end

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up going to hell head- onlike his mother. I already thought that
the comment was addressed to me andwent forward to the old rascal with the
firm intention of kicking him and forcinghim to shut up. But Mrs Heathcliff
was ahead of me, you oldhypocrite. He' s not afraid that
the devil will take you when hepronounces his name. I warn you,

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I' ll ask the devil asthe special favor.“ If you don
’ t stop provoking me and enough, look,” he added, taking
out a book in an instant.More and more progress in black magic.
Very soon I will be a teacherin cultured science and for you to know
the red cow did not die bychance and your rheumatism is not proof of

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the goodness of providence. Shut upwickedly cried the old God not free from
all evil. You' re doomed. He reproved salt from here if you
don' t want me to doyou an evil I' m really going
to model mud dolls of will bethat two res produce to all and the
first one that is exceeded. You' ll see what I' ll do
to him He' ll remember me. Go away that I am looking at

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you and the Linda Witch put suchan expression of evilness in her eyes that
Joseph came out hastily praying and tremblingas she murmured. Evil, evil.
I assumed that the young woman hadwanted to spend the old man a grim
joke and when we were left alone, I wanted to interest her in my
little city. Mrs Heathcliff, Isaid seriously, forgive me for bothering you

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by a woman with a face likeyours necessarily has to be good. Give
me some sign, some property limittrail that will help me know the way
to my house. I have asmuch idea where you' re going to
her as you can have, whereyou' re going to London. Go
back to the same way you came. He answered me by sitting in a

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chair and putting before and the bookand a witch. The Council is very
simple, but I cannot give ita better one in that case. If
tomorrow they tell him that they havefound me dead in a swamp or in
a hole full of snow, hewill not bite his conscience, because he
would bite me. I can't go with you. They wouldn'

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t even let me go to thegate. Oh, I wouldn' t
ask him for anything in the worldto come out for my convenience on a
night like this. I' mnot asking you to show me the way,
but to point it out to meby word of mouth. Or to
convince Mr Heathcliff to provide me witha guide, a guide in the house.

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There' s no one but himself. Harritton, yes, Joseph and
I, whom do you choose?That he himself? Hareton Silla, Joseph
and I, whom do you choose? There' s no waiters on the
farm. There' s no morepeople than I tell you. Then I
would have forced myself to stay untiltomorrow. That' s up to you

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and Heathcliff. I had nothing todo with it. I trust that will
be a lesson for you to stoptaking walks. He shouted Heathcliff' s
voice from the kitchen. I don' t have alcoves for visitors. If
you stay, you' ll haveto sleep with Hareton or Jose in the
same bed. I can sleep inthis room in a chair. Oh,

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not a rich or poor stranger.He' s always a stranger. I
won' t let anyone keep itin the square when I' m not
on duty. Said the wretch.My patience reached its limit. I rushed
into the courtyard by taking an oathand as I left I stumbled upon erns
Show. The darkness was so deepthat I didn' t go out and

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while searching for it, I witnesseda sample of how I had to deal
with each other, the family members. It seems that the young man,
at first he was inclined to helpme, because he told them I will
accompany him to the park you willaccompany the devil exclaimed his relative. Sir
or whatever it is you' regoing to take care of the horses then.

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“ A man’ s life isbetter than the care of horses,
” Ms Heathcliff said, with morekindness than I expected. It' s
necessarily necessary that I go to someone, but I won' t do it
in order. Yours hastened to answerHareton better than you shut up good,
for then the spirit of that manwill persecute you until your death.“

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And so Mr Heathcliff finds no othertenant for his farm until it falls apart,
” she said maliciously. He's cursing. Joseph murmured to whom
I was heading at that time.The old man was sitting and ordering the
cows In the light of a flashlighthe took it off and told him that

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he would return it to him.The next day I rushed to one of
the gates. Sir, you stolemy flashlight The old man yelled at me
running after me. He grumbled hardwolf with him when when I wept at
the little pig to which he haddirected me, two hairy monsters and threw
into my throat making the light fall, my humiliation went out and my anger

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came to paroxysm Fortunately, the animalswere content to scratch the ground, open
the jaws and move the tails,but they would not allow me to rise
and I would remain on the grounduntil their villains who owned them wanted to.
When I was standing, I walkedthose miserable people to let me out
by holding them responsible for what happened. If they did not attend me and

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throw apostrophes at them that in theirdisordered violence the king read' s mouths
In my nervous exaltation, I beganto bleed from the nose. Heathcliff kept
laughing and I was screaming. Idon' t know how all that would
have ended if I hadn' tintervened. A person more serene than me
and more kind than Heathcliff, Slathe robust housekeeper appeared pr to see what

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was happening and supposing that someone hadattacked me and not daring to crespar his
master. He directed the shots ofhis verbal artillery against the waiter. I
don' t understand. Mr ArrolsShow exclaimed what resentments you have against that
fellow of yours. You' regoing to murder the people at the very
door of your house. I cannever be comfortable here poor boy is about

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to drown. Chris, Chris,you can' t leave in that state.
Come on, I' m goingto cure him. Hold still,
hold still. As he spoke likethis, he poured me over the anus
with a bowl full of ice waterand then made me go into the kitchen.
Mr Heathcliff is back to his usualmood. After his explosion of rejoicing,

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we were followed by the fainting thatI felt as a sequel to everything
that happened. He forced me toaccept lodging among those Moors. Heathcliff sent
Zilla to give me a glass ofaguardi and entered an inner room the maid.
After he brought me the drink,which made me very intonous, he
led me to a bedroom. PageTwenty- six