The Lady Bella’s family will be entertaining on a grand
scale for the next few days, apparently, so I think the nightly walks along Mill
Lane will have to be suspended until Tuesday. I
know what I’m like, you see. Being made aware of the fact that large numbers of
invited guests are enjoying M’Lady’s company will only cause me to feel
excluded. And then I’ll get ratty, and maybe even vengeful. Like Heathcliff.
Remember the episode in Wuthering Heights, in which the young Cathy and
Heathcliff peer through the windows of Thrushcross Grange, the big house owned
by the Lintons? They get attacked by the dogs; and then Cathy, being the
daughter of an independent farmer, gets taken in and cared for, whilst
Heathcliff, being an orphan and probably of gypsy stock, is excluded.
Heathcliff gets ratty – and it lays the foundation of his later acts of revenge
upon the Linton family. I think I might manage ratty without the vengeance, but
it would be something along those lines.
So for the next three nights I will be taking a darker and
more lonesome route. And maybe there will be revelations to be had.
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