I begged her to tell her father that she was happy with Linton, so he could die peacefully, and she promised me that she would.
I stood outside the bedroom door and heard Edgar and Catherine talking quietly together. Everything was calm. Catherine kept her despair to herself and her father died a happy man. Kissing his daughter’s cheek, he murmured, «I am going to be with Cathy now, and one day you, my darling child, shall come and join us too!»