Wuthering Heights Page #5

I first looked in on you.

Of course. And you were

with that gypsy who ran away.

Heathcliff.

That's right. Heathcliff.

Well, would you look at

that! A jack straight away!

Look at this, a jack!

That's three points to me.

- I beg. I beg!

- He begs.

What are the chances of another jack

turning up like that, Mr Hindley?

I would say the chances

are very high indeed

if the man dealing the cards is a

cheating blackguard of the lowest order.

I don't know you, sir.

But as you are a gentleman, I'll

let you apologise for that remark

and leave this place unscathed.

I may be a gentleman now, but I

just spent the last three years

in the company of men lower than you.

I know you. Don't I know you?

I defy you to repeat

that allegation, sir.

I defy you to speak to your

new landlord in such a way.

Landlord?! That's not right, sir.

Do you not live in Penistone Cottages

like all the other millworkers?

I just bought the lease of

those cottages only this morning.

And I must warn you,

I do not relent in

exacting my due from anyone.

Happen I were... I was just...

I was just taking advantage of the fact

that Mr Hindley were taken in drink, sir.

Keep it. Keep it.

You may lie to Mr Hindley

till he goes to hell.

But you do not lie to

me, do you understand?

Yes, sir.

So...

My cards, are they not?

Did you ever play

Trinidad All-Fours, sir?

No.

Now there is a game for cut-throats.

And Londoners.

I'm afraid the day...

the celebrations...

I am a little feverish.

Of course. Of course.

Inconsiderate of me. Um...

You sleep here. I will have Nelly

make up a bed in my old room.

Thank you.

You are very kind.

Husband.

Gave her the message you sent, sir.

Good lad. Good lad.

And now, with as began to bet?

20 shillings, sir.

Well, take your six.

What about you, boy ...

The rest is for you.

- How, sir?

- Eight pounds, take it.

Come with me, I'll take you

home safe, with that fortune.

Take his coat.

Will resolve this outside. Gentlemen.

So the devil sent back to us, was it?

Still alive, Joseph?

And stay strong and all.

Maybe God is keeping the Earth

because his company would

find so annoying in the heaven.

His blasphemy not affect me.

It's your soul that you is condemning.

My soul is already convicted, Joseph.

You can be sure of that.

You do not know me, Nelly?

Nelly?

Look.

I'm not a stranger!

Is it really you, is it?

Yes.

Heathcliff.

Are they at home? Where

is she? Is she here?

Speak!

Speak!

Yes, Nelly, what is it?

A person from Gimmerton

wishes to see you, ma'am.

When I read your note I thought

I would never see you again.

Why didn't you believe

that I would return?

Not angry, my love.

Not now.

Poor Heathcliff.

I shall think it a dream tomorrow!

I'll not be able to believe

that I have seen and touched

and spoken to you once more.

When can we be alone?

When?

The Master would like you to

bring your guest in, Madam.

He thinks it unseemly for you to be

standing out here with a gentleman.

Edgar! Edgar!

Heathcliff's come back!

Well, well, don't strangle me for that!

I know you didn't like him. Yet for

my sake, you must be friends now!

Cathy, try to be glad,

without being absurd!

The whole household need

not witness the sight of

your welcoming a runaway

servant as a brother!

Look who I discovered in the hall.

Has Mr Heathcliff not changed

beyond all recognition, Edgar?

Not entirely. No.

Sit down, sir.

Mrs Linton, recalling old times, would

have me give you a cordial reception,

and, of course, I am gratified when

anything occurs to please my wife.

Your wife. Oh, yes.

I heard you married only yesterday.

A pity you did not come

sooner, Mr Heathcliff,

you could have made

merry at the celebrations.

I am not much of a one for

making merry, Miss Isabella.

Too busy making your fortune, no doubt.

And what would make you

think I have made a fortune?

I can see by your bearing and your dress

that you have not spent your time away

from us trading horses and reading fortunes

as some might think.

That much is true.

So, are we to learn how you have

made your money, Mr Heathcliff?

The same way as any man. By taking

advantage of other men's weaknesses.

You must forgive Heathcliff, Mr Linton.

He always liked to provoke.

Cathy, unless we are to

have cold tea, I am thirsty

and Mr Heathcliff will have a long walk,

wherever he may lodge tonight.

Not so far, really. I am

staying at the Heights.

Hindley invited me this

morning when I called.

Hindley invited you! Really?

Yes, I called to enquire

about Miss Earnshaw.

Sorry, I mean Mrs Linton.

Have you no fear of the consequences of fixing

your dwelling with your ancient persecutor?

I think my strong head

will keep me from danger.

And your brother can hardly be made morally

worse than he is already now, can he?

I always imagined you might end

up marrying Hindley, Miss Isabella.

Me?

I think not. Not nearly handsome enough.

Well, as I'm sure Cathy will tell you,

the female heart can feel a

sudden and irresistible attraction

towards the most unlikely of men.

Wouldn't you agree,

Edgar?

I know what my own heart tells me and

that is all any man needs

to know as far as I can tell.

Well, it seems we have all grown

wiser in the years of my absence.

Indeed, sir.

I hope that is true.

So how has married life been

treating you this past month?

Where is he?

Out on the moors

Inspecting some land I have for sale.

He imagines he outflanks me.

He will destroy you.

He pays me good rent.

For living here?

For sleeping in your old room.

Why did you not come sooner?

I have waited weeks to see you!

I am a married woman.

Every movement is

monitored and remarked upon.

You have made yourself a pretty prison, have

you not, by being too impatient to marry.

You gave me not a word.

In three years, not one indication

whether you were alive or dead.

When I heard that you were to

marry I had one thought in my head.

I would return, have one glimpse of

your face, settle my score with Hindley

then prevent the law by executing myself.

Now I see I should have stuck to my guns.

You knew when I was to marry, and you did not

return in time to stop me from taking such a step?

You had already betrayed

me with your heart.

So you returned on my

wedding day to punish me?

- What is that?

- What?

There is a look in your eyes.

My God! I think it is guilt.

You have been with him, haven't you?

- You have laid with Edgar, haven't you?

- He is my husband.

You think your pretend

marriage matters to me?

How am I to look at you?

How am I to touch you

knowing that his milky feeble hands

have held you as I am holding you?

- You disgust me!

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Forgive me.

What have I done?

What have I done?

How about a game of three's up? Hm?

You call it, you win it all back.

- Every penny.

- And what if I should call wrong?

I'd take you to the yard, strip

you of your shirt and flog you,

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