呼啸山庄中英文版（59）

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We always ate our meals with Mr.Heathcliff. Cathy usually sat by me, but that day she sat nearer to Hareton. I had warned her not to show her friendship to Heathcliff but she didn't care about making him angry.
She began to tease Hareton who struggled not to laugh. Finally he could not help it anymore. He
started laughing. Mr. Heathcliff stared at them. Cathy stared bravely back.
“Why are you laughing? Dont stare at me with your evil eyes.”
“It was me. ”muttered Hareton.
“What did you say?”
Suddenly,Joseph entered the room. He began yelling and complaining about someone moving his favorite bushes outside.
“What is he yelling about? ”asked
Heathcliff.
“I’ve pulled up two or three bushes .”replied Hareton .“I'll plant them again.”
“And why have you pulled them up?" asked the master.
“We wanted to plant some flowers
there .”Cathy cried.
“It is not your land! You have no right to plant flowers！”
“You took all of my land and money! You took all of Hareton’s too . We are friends now . I will tell him about you. If you strike me, Hareton will strike you .”she said. "Sit down.”
Heathcliff grabbed Cathy’s hair .“I'll make you sorry, you witch！”
Hareton tried to help her. But suddenly, Heathcliff let the girl go.
“Go to your room. Don’t make me angry or I really will kill you!”
Heathcliff left the house that night. The two new friends spoke that night. Hareton told her that she must not insult Heathcliff . Cathy didn't understand. Hareton asked her if she would like it if he insulted her father. She realized then that
Hareton loved Heathcliff, so she never spoke anything bad about him again.
Heathcliff found the two friends studying together. They both lifted their eyes to him. It must have been hard for him to look at them because they both had the same eyes as late Mrs. Linton.
Hareton looked like her a lot. The more he learned to read. the more he began to resemble her.
“What has happened to me? For so many years, I thought of how to destroy my enemies. Now that I have all the power and my
enemies ‘children are still living, I find that I don’t care anymore.
“I can’t eat or drink anymore. The only things that seem alive to me are those two.
But looking at them brings me great pain. I can see Catherine everywhere. I see her, in the trees, in the clouds, in Hareton’s face.”
“You have no feeling of illness, have you？”
l asked.
“No, Ellen, I don’t .”he answered.
“Then you are not afraid of death? " I pursued.
“No, I'm not afraid of death. I’m very healthy, you know. But I have nothing to live for. I only have one wish. When will I finally get it?”