court. He ran to the window and I to the door, just in time to
behold the two Lintons descend from the family carriage, smothered
in cloaks and furs, and the Earnshaws dismount from their horses:
they often rode to church in winter. Catherine took a hand of each
of the children, and brought them into the house and set them
before the fire, which quickly put colour into their white faces.

I urged my companion to hasten now and show his amiable humour, and
he willingly obeyed; but ill luck would have it that, as he opened
the door leading from the kitchen on one side, Hindley opened it on
the other. They met, and the master, irritated at seeing him clean
and cheerful, or, perhaps, eager to keep his promise to Mrs.
Linton, shoved him back with a sudden thrust, and angrily bade
Joseph 'keep the fellow out of the room - send him into the garret
till dinner is over. He'll be cramming his fingers in the tarts
and stealing the fruit, if left alone with them a minute.'

'Nay, sir,' I could not avoid answering, 'he'll touch nothing, not
he: and I suppose he must have his share of the dainties as well
as we.'

'He shall have his share of my hand, if I catch him downstairs till
dark,' cried Hindley. 'Begone, you vagabond! What! you are
attempting the coxcomb, are you? Wait till I get hold of those
elegant locks - see if I won't pull them a bit longer!'

'They are long enough already,' observed Master Linton, peeping
from the doorway; 'I wonder they don't make his head ache. It's
like a colt's mane over his eyes!'