Wuthering Heights Chapter XIII

In which we witness the tender yet fragile recuperation of a beloved lady amidst the gloomy chambers of the Grange, while the moors bear silent witness to fresh tidings and uneasy arrivals. Through a heartfelt and troubled letter, a visitor unveils the stark solitude and harshness that greet her in an old home changed beyond recognition, touching upon the fierce resentments and shadowed corners where human affections struggle to endure.