Heathcliff turned away, his shoulders shaking. 'That isn't my Heathcliff,' Catherine said to me. 'I'll always love my Heathcliff, and take him with me. He's in my soul, you see. Oh, Ellen, I do want to escape from this prison. There's a beautiful world waiting for me out there. You feel sorry for me now because I'm ill. Well, very soon I'll feel sorry for you, because I'll be beyond you all 去书内