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goblin. This is not much connected with Miss Isabella's affair: except that it urged me to resolve further on mounting vigilant guard, and doing my utmost to check the spread of such bad influence at the Grange: even though I should wake a domestic storm, by thwarting Mrs Linton's pleasure.
The next time Heathcliff came, my young lady chanced to be feeding some pigeons in the court. She had never spoken a word to her sister-in-law for three days; but she had likewise dropped her fretful complaining, and we found it a great comfort. Heathcliff had not the habit of bestowing a single unnecessary civility on Miss Linton, I knew. Now, as soon
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as he beheld her, his first precaution was to take a sweeping survey of the house front. I was standing by the kitchen window, but I drew out of sight. He then stepped across the pavement to her, and said something: she seemed embarrassed, and desirous of getting away; to prevent it, he laid his hand on her arm. She averted her face: he apparently put some question which she had no mind to answer. There was another rapid glance at the house, and supposing himself unseen, the scoundrel had the impudence to embrace her.
`Judas! traitor!' I ejaculated. `You are a hypocrite, too, are you? A deliberate deceiver.'

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damn' fool of agirl, that's what I was," saidLady Sedgwick.
　　"That's true now. Youhadn't much sense. If you had, you wouldn't have taken up with me. What hands you had for a horse. Do you remember thatmare – what was her name now? – MollyO'Flynn. Ah, she was a wicked devil, that one was."
　　"You were the only one that could ride her,"said Lady Sedgwick.
　　"She'd have had me offif she could! When she found she couldn't, she gave in. ah,she was a beauty, now. But talking of sitting a horse, there wasn't one lady in those parts better than you. A lovely seat you had, lovelyhands. Never any fear in you, not for a minute! And it's beenthe same ever since, so I judge. Aeroplanes, racing cars."
　　Bess Sedgwick laughed.
　　"I must get on with my letters."
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　　She drew back from the window.
　　Micky leaned over the railing. "I've not forgotten Ballygowlan," he said with meaning. "Sometimes I've thought of writing to you –”
　　Bess Sedgwick's voicecame out harshly.
　　"And what do you mean by that, Mick Gorman?"
　　"I was just saying as I haven't forgotten – anything. I was just –

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"Upon my soul," he added, "I believe it is nothing more; and so I often tell my mother, when she is grieving about it. 'My dear madam,' I always say to her, 'you must make yourself easy. The evil is now irremediable, and it has been entirely your own doing. Why would you be persuaded by my uncle, Sir Robert, against your own judgment, to place Edward under private tuition, at the most critical time of his life? If you had only sent him to Westminster as well as myself, instead of sending him to Mr. Pratt's, all this would have been prevented.' This is the way in which I always consider the matter, and my mother is perfectly convinced of her error." 　　
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Elinor would not oppose his opinion, because, whatever might be her general estimation of the advantage of a public school, she could not think of Edward's abode in Mr. Pratt's family, with any satisfaction. 　　 "You reside in Devonshire, I think," was his next observation, "in a cottage near Dawlish?" 　　 Elinor set him right as to its situation; and it seemed rather surprising to him, that anybody could live in Devonshire, without living near Dawlish. He bestowed his hearty approbation, however, on their species of house

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intelligence, however, which she would not give, soon flowed from another quarter. Lucy came very shortly to claim Elinor's compassion on being unable to see Edward, though he had arrived in town with Mr. and Mrs. Dashwood. He dared not come to Bartlett's Buildings for fear of detection; and though their mutual impatience to meet was not to be told, they could do nothing at present but write. 　　 Edward assured them himself of his being in town, within a very short time, by twice calling in Berkeley Street. Twice was his card found on the table, when they returned from their morning's engagements. Elinor was pleased
oil painting that he had called; and still more pleased that she had missed him. 　　 The Dashwoods were so prodigiously delighted with the Middletons, that, though not much in the habit of giving anything, they determined to give them a dinner; and soon after their acquaintance began, invited them to dine in Harley Street, where they had taken a very good house for three months. Their sisters and Mrs. Jennings were invited likewise; and John Dashwood was careful to secure Colonel Brandon, who, always glad to be where the Misses Dashwood were, received