Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte

VOLUME ONE

Chapter 1

"1801 - I have just returned from a visit to my landlord_the solitary

neighbour that I shall not be troubled with. This is certainly a

beautiful country! In all England, I do not believe that I could

have fixed on a situation so completely removed from the stir of

society. A perfect misanthropist's Heaven_and Mr Heathcliff

and I are such a suitable pair to divide the desolation between

us. A capital fellow! He little imagined how my heart warmed

towards him when I beheld his black eyes withdrew so suspiciously

under their brows, as I rode up, and when his fingers sheltered

themselves, with a jealous resolution, still further in his

waistcoat, as I mentioned my name."