"Are you pursued with a devil," he pursued savagely, "to talk in that manner to me when you are dying? Do you reflect that all those words will be branded in my memory, and eating deeper eternally after you have left me? You know you lie to say I have killed you: and Catherine, you know that I could as soon forget you as my existence! Is it not sufficient for you infernal selfishness, that while you are at peace I shall writhe in the torments of hell?"
"I'm not wishing you greater torment than I have, Heathcliff. I only wish us never to be parted: and should a word of mine distress you hereafter, think I feel the same distress underground, and for my own sake, forgive me! Come here and kneel down again! You never harmed me in your life. Nay, if you nurse anger, that will be worse to remember than my harsh words! Won't you come here again? Do!"
(Dialogue between Heathcliff and Catherine Linton) Emily Bronte, p.142 (1847)
No comments:
Post a Comment