1 It wanted to get to its nest, for the clouds had touched the swells, and it felt rain coming.
2 At Wuthering Heights it always sounded on quiet days following a great thaw or a season of steady rain.
3 In the evening the weather broke: the wind shifted from south to north-east, and brought rain first, and then sleet and snow.
4 His attention was roused, I saw, for his eyes rained down tears among the ashes, and he drew his breath in suffocating sighs.
5 However, I went, through wind and rain, and brought one, the doctor, back with me; the other said he would come in the morning.
6 I could not think him dead: but his face and throat were washed with rain; the bed-clothes dripped, and he was perfectly still.
7 It was a close, sultry day: devoid of sunshine, but with a sky too dappled and hazy to threaten rain: and our place of meeting had been fixed at the guide-stone, by the cross-roads.
8 It was a very dark evening for summer: the clouds appeared inclined to thunder, and I said we had better all sit down; the approaching rain would be certain to bring him home without further trouble.
9 The household went to bed; and I, too, anxious to lie down, opened my lattice and put my head out to hearken, though it rained: determined to admit them in spite of the prohibition, should they return.
10 I closed the door, and rolled a stone to assist the loosened lock in holding it; and spreading my umbrella, I drew my charge underneath: for the rain began to drive through the moaning branches of the trees, and warned us to avoid delay.