mr lockwood visits wuthering heights-凯发k8官网

  i have just returned from a visit to my ¹, mr heathcliff. i am delighted with the house i am renting from him. thrushcross grange is miles away from any town or village. that suits me ². and the scenery here in yorkshire is so beautiful!
    mr heathcliff, in fact, is my only neighbour, and i think his character is similar to mine. he does not like people either.
    'my name is lockwood,' i said, when i met him at the gate to his house. 'i'm renting thrushcross grange from you. i just wanted to come and introduce myself.'
    he said nothing, but frowned皱眉, and did not encourage me to enter. after a while, however, he ⁴ to invite me in.
    'joseph, take mr lockwood's horse!' he called. 'and bring up some wine from the cellar地窖!' joseph was a very old servant, with a sour酸臭的，讨厌的 expression on his face. he looked crossly up at me as he took my horse.
    'god help us! a visitor!' he ⁶咕哝，喃喃低语 to himself. perhaps there were no other servants, i thought. and it seemed that mr heathcliff hardly ever received guests.
    his house is called wuthering heights. the name means 'a windswept被风吹的，暴露在风中的 house on a hill', and it is a very good description. the trees around the house do not grow straight, but are ⁷ by the north wind, which blows over the ⁸荒野，沼泽 every day of the year. fortunately, the house is strongly built, and is not damaged even by the worst winter storms. the name 'earnshaw' is cut into a stone over the front door.
    mr heathcliff and i entered the huge main room. it could have been any yorkshire ⁹ kitchen, except that there was no sign of cooking, and no farmer sitting at the table. mr heathcliff certainly does not look like a farmer. his hair and skin are dark, like a gipsy's, but he has the manners of a gentleman. he could perhaps take more care with his appearance, but he is handsome. i think he is proud, and also unhappy.
    we sat down by the fire, in silence.
    'joseph!' shouted mr heathcliff. no answer came from the ⁵, so he dived down there, leaving me alone with several rather fierce-looking dogs. suddenly one of them jumped angrily up at me, and in a moment all the others were attacking me. from every shadowy corner in the great room appeared a growling咆哮的，隆隆响的 animal, ready to kill me, it seemed.
    'help! mr heathcliff! help!' i shouted, trying to keep the dogs back. my landlord and his servant were in no hurry to help, and could not have climbed the cellar steps more slowly, but luckily a woman, who i supposed was the ¹¹, rushed into the room to calm the dogs.
    'what the ¹² is the matter?' mr heathcliff asked me rudely, when he finally entered the room.
    'your dogs, sir!' i replied. 'you shouldn't leave a stranger with them. they're dangerous.'
    'come, come, mr lockwood. have some wine. we don't often have strangers here, and i'm afraid neither i nor my dogs are used to receiving them.'
    i could not feel ¹³ after this, and accepted the wine. we sat drinking and talking together for a while. i suggested visiting him tomorrow. he did not seem eager to see me again, but i shall go anyway. i am interested in him, even if he isn't interested in me.

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