I read that Catherine Linton’s ghost is from the moors and she said “I’ve been a waif for twenty years!” (Bronte, P. 25)
Catherine Earnshaw and Heathcliff spent their childhood in Yorkshire’s moors.
Mr Lockwood was sleeping in the late Catherine Linton’s bedroom when he was awakened by “the branch of a fir tree that touched my lattice, as the blast wailed by, and rattled its dry cones against the panes!” (Bronte, p. 24)
However, when Mr Lockwood reached outside to grab at the branch, his “fingers closed on the fingers of a little, ice-cold hand!” (Bronte, p. 25)
A female child who identified herself as Catherine Linton was moaning, “I’m come home, I’d lost my way in the moor!” (Bronte, p. 25)
This is what the moors look like. There are uncultivated wild heather growing on stretches of land.
From afar, the landscape of Yorkshire looks like this. A blogger from Yorkshire said his countryside has many beautiful scenery. The landscape is unspoiled by man.
This photo was taken at least 20 years ago, in around 2005.
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