 Miss Cathy. Yes, Ellen. Miss Cathy, I'm sorry. Someone wishes to see you. Ellen, what is it? You look as if you'd seen a ghost. I have. It's Heathcliff. Heathcliff? He's back? Well, that's news. Where's he been? He said America, sir. He's so changed I hardly recognized him. Oh, he's quite the gentleman. Fine clothes, a horse. Ellen, don't stand there prattling. Go and tell him I don't wish to see him. Now, now, Cathy, we can't be as cruel as all that.