1 I met him on the road and asked.
2 The road thither wound close by Wuthering Heights.
3 Ere long I perceived a group of the servants passing up the road towards the kitchen wing.
4 I saw nothing; but neither the sheep nor he would go on so I bid him take the road lower down.
5 In a while, I distinguished steps coming up the road, and the light of a lantern glimmered through the gate.
6 It was about the period that my narrative has reached: a bright frosty afternoon; the ground bare, and the road hard and dry.
7 Heathcliff held both bridles as they rode on, and they set their faces from the village, and went as fast as the rough roads would let them.
8 In passing the garden to reach the road, at a place where a bridle hook is driven into the wall, I saw something white moved irregularly, evidently by another agent than the wind.
9 And then Mr. Linton, to mend matters, paid us a visit himself on the morrow, and read the young master such a lecture on the road he guided his family, that he was stirred to look about him, in earnest.
10 So I chattered on; and Heathcliff gradually lost his frown and began to look quite pleasant, when all at once our conversation was interrupted by a rumbling sound moving up the road and entering the court.
11 I spared a minute to open the gate for it, but instead of going to the house door, it coursed up and down snuffing the grass, and would have escaped to the road, had I not seized it and conveyed it in with me.
12 On one side of the road rose a high, rough bank, where hazels and stunted oaks, with their roots half exposed, held uncertain tenure: the soil was too loose for the latter; and strong winds had blown some nearly horizontal.
13 He went up the walk, and entered the house; but, instead of Hindley, Heathcliff appeared on the door-stones; and I turned directly and ran down the road as hard as ever I could race, making no halt till I gained the guide-post, and feeling as scared as if I had raised a goblin.
14 She kept wandering to and fro, from the gate to the door, in a state of agitation which permitted no repose; and at length took up a permanent situation on one side of the wall, near the road: where, heedless of my expostulations and the growling thunder, and the great drops that began to plash around her, she remained, calling at intervals, and then listening, and then crying outright.