CHAPTER XIX
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riagerolledinsight.MissCathyshriekedandstretchedoutherarmsassoonasshecaughtherfather’sfacelookingfromthewindow.Hedescended,nearlyaseagerasherselfandaconsiderableintervalelapsederetheyhadathoughttospareforanybutthemselves.WhiletheyexchangedcaressesItookapeepintoseeafterLinton.Hewasasleepinacorner,wrappedinawarm,fur-linedcloak,asifithadbeenwinter.Apale,delicate,effeminateboy,whomighthavebeentakenformymaster’syoungerbrother,sostrongwastheresemblance:buttherewasasicklypeevishnessinhisaspectthatEdgarLintonneverhad.Thelattersawmelookingandhavingshakenhands,advisedmetoclosethedoor,andleavehimundisturbedforthejourneyhadfatiguedhim.Cathywouldfainhavetakenoneglance,butherfathertoldhertocome,andtheywalkedtogetherupthepark,whileIhastenedbeforetopreparetheservants.
“Now,darling,”saidMr.Linton,addressinghisdaughter,astheyhaltedatthebottomofthefrontsteps:“yourcousinisnotsostrongorsomerryasyouare,andhehaslosthismother,remember,averyshorttimesincetherefore,don’texpecthimtoplayandrunaboutwithyoudirectly.Anddon’tharasshimmuchbytalking:lethimbequietthisevening,atleast,willyou?”
“Yes,yes,papa,”answeredCatherine:“butIdowanttoseehimandhehasn’toncelookedout.”
Thecarriagestoppedandthesleeperbeingroused,wasliftedtothegroundbyhisuncle.
“ThisisyourcousinCathy,Linton,”hesaid,puttingtheirlittlehandstogether.“She’sfondofyoualreadyandmindyoudon’tgrieveherbycryingto-night.Trytobecheerfulnowthetravellingisatanend,andyouhavenothingtodobutrestandamuseyourselfasy
