Chapter 26
Catherine surveyed him with grief and astonishment: she changed the ejaculation of joy on her lips to one of alarm; and the congratulation on their long-postponed meeting to an anxious inquiry, whether he were worse than usual? / ‘No—better—better!’ he panted, trembling, and retaining her hand as if he needed its support, while his large blue eyes wandered timidly over her; the hollowness round them transforming to haggard wildness the languid expression they once possessed. / ‘But you have been worse,’ persisted his cousin; ‘worse than when I saw you last; you are thinner, and—’ / ‘I’m tired,’ he interrupted, hurriedly. ‘It is too hot for walking, let us rest here….’ / Badly satisfied, Cathy sat down, and he reclined beside her.