I have just returned from a visist to Mr Heathcliff. He was standing by a gate as I arrived at Wuthering Heights early this afternoon.
Mr Haethcliff is a handsome man. But he looks like a gypsy. His eyes are dark and his hair is black.
'Are you Mr Heathcliff?' I asked.
He nodded his head, but did speak to me.
'I'm Lockwood, your new tenant at Thrushcross Grange,' I said politely. 'I thought I should call on you.'
He leant on the gate and stared ar me. At last he said, 'Come in.' Then he turned and walked away from me towards the house.
Literatura Estrangeira / Romance