Lockwood has been ill four weeks with bleak winds, impassable roads, and no human faces to see. Heathcliff sends the last brace of grouse of the season and sits an hour at his bedside, talking of anything but pills and leeches. Too weak to read yet craving something interesting, Lockwood rings for Mrs. Dean and asks her to resume Heathcliff's history from Thrushcross Grange. When Nelly carried Catherine to the Grange, the marriage seemed happy half a year: Edgar feared ruffling her humour, gunpowder lay harmless, and husband and wife appeared in deep and growing happiness until each began to feel the other's interest was not the chief consideration in the other's thoughts.
It ended on a mellow September evening when Nelly, coming from the garden with apples, heard a voice behind her. Heathcliff had waited an hour in the porch. Catherine flew upstairs crying that he was back; Edgar called him the gipsy ploughboy and wanted him in the kitchen. She crushed Edgar's reluctant fingers into Heathcliff's and mocked the idea of two tables, gentry and lower orders. Transformed tall and dignified, Heathcliff told her he had planned one glimpse of her face, then to settle his score with Hindley and die by his own hand before her welcome changed his mind. He lodged at Wuthering Heights after Hindley lost money at cards and invited him back for dice and brandy, coveting the rent Heathcliff offered to live within walking distance of the Grange.
Catherine woke Nelly at midnight, ecstatic while Edgar sulked and cried over her praise of Heathcliff. Isabella soon pined for him; on a moor walk she called Catherine a dog in the manger. Catherine warned her he was a fierce, pitiless, wolfish man, not a rough diamond, yet would crush her like a sparrow's egg if she became troublesome. Joseph reported nightly ruin at the Heights: Hindley borrowing on his land while Heathcliff won at cards, sat up till noon with shutters closed, and gossiped with Dame Catherine about her father's gold running into his pocket while her brother galloped down the broad road.
When Edgar was away at a justice-meeting, Catherine trapped Isabella in the library with Heathcliff as a joke, holding her until she scratched free with her nails. Heathcliff stared at Isabella like a repulsive animal, said he liked her too ill for love, and mused about painting rainbow colours on her waxen face; then he asked if she was her brother's heir. Edgar had already sensed the danger and blamed Heathcliff's deliberate designing, but could not stop the trap from closing. Nelly watched him grin in ominous musing whenever Catherine left the room and feared an evil beast prowling between Wuthering Heights and the Grange, waiting his time to spring and destroy.
Coming Up in Chapter 11
On a bright frosty afternoon Nelly passes the guide-stone marked W.H. and G. Childhood floods back: she sees young Hindley with his slate and cries, Poor Hindley! Superstition sends her to the Heights, where Hareton throws a stone, curses like an adult, and names Heathcliff as his teacher while the curate is forbidden.