Chapters 26-30:

Edgar Linton is on his death bed. Cathy and Nelly are tending to his every need, but his illness is growing steadily worse. He does however consent to let Cathy and Linton visit each other (and Cathy begins to hope that her father would approve of their marriage). But during their next couple of meetings Linton has been acting very strange. He seems frightened, and appears to be growing weaker. When Cathy finally tells him she no longer wishes to see him if he is going to be so anti-social, he bursts into tears and a terrible tantrum, he begs her to stay, and eventually he coaxes her up to Wuthering Heights (where she has been forbidden to go). Once inside Heathcliff bolts all of the doors, and denies Cathy and Nelly leave. Heathcliff plans to force them to stay at Wuthering Heights until a preist can come by the house in the morning and marry Cathy and Linton. Cathy begs Heathcliff to let her go back home, she says her father will be miserable, and he is dying and he needs her. Heathcliff cruelly denies her this wish. He says he couldn't be happier that her father will be miserable. Cathy asks Heathcliff for some compassion, she says she does not hate him, and asks him if he has ever loved anybody? The irony at this part of the book gives me chills, because Heathcliff is overcome by the resemblence of Cathy and her mother, and he can't bring himself to look her in the eyes (because she has her mother's eyes). Finally, after Catherine and Linton were marriend, Cathy was able to escape from Wuthering Heights and she ran all the way home to Thrushcross Grange. Cathy was able to say a final goodbye to her father, who dies peacefully in his sleep. After the funeral Heathcliff came to the Grange to retrieve Cathy and bring her back to Wuthering Heights. Nelly was to stay at Thrushcross Grange because Mr. Heathcliff wanted to rent the building out to tennants. While Catherine is packing her things Heathcliff reveals a secret to Nelly, that the night Catherine Earnshaw Linton was burried, he went to the graveyard and was in the process of digging up her grave when suddenly he felt her pressance was with him. And ever since then, for eighteen years, he has felt as though Catherine has been just out of his reach. And the previous night he went to the graveyard and dug her up, she looked exactly the same. He pried one of the sides of her coffin loose, and gave the gravedigger orders that when he [Heathcliff] died, he was to have a special coffin made the same way, and to be slid in next to her.