 Heathcliff. It was like a farewell. As though she knew without asking that he was gone. And after that, never mention of him again. Not once through all the long days of her convalescence. Edgar, it's so wonderful here at the Grange. You and Isabella have been so nice to me. It's very easy to be nice to you. But I ought to be thinking about going home. I can't expect to stay here forever. Why not, Kathy? If I can make you happy.