

However, when Catherine is sent away to live with another family, the Lintons, things take a turn for the worst. Although she agrees to marry Edgar Linton, she doesn't love him and is convinced that social ranking and education are far more important than her consuming love for Heathcliff. When Heathcliff learns of her plans to marry, he disappears, devastated by the news.
When he returns, he is rich but heartbroken from Cathy's coldness and inability to ignore his previous social situation. He elopes with Edgar's sister but when he returns to Wuthering Heights and finds Cathy extremely ill, he secretly visits her.
Wuthering Heights is certainly not your classic love story. In fact, it is more a tale of love gone wrong, jealousy, abandonment, pain, loss and deep sorrow. It is also a very stark reflection on the society that Bronte came from, a society that was obsessed with social standing and inheritance. It seems that even though Heathcliff and Cathy love each other deeply, their marriage could never be accepted by Cathy if she wished to advance her place in society, a notion that matters little towards the end of the book.
What will strike you most on reading Wuthering Heights is the unbelievable imagery, the moors are described in such detail that they themselves become a character in the book, mirroring Heathcliff's anger, loss, desperation and despair.
If that last chapter doesn't break your heart, we don't know what else to tell you. This truly is a book you can read over and over again. Our hearts have been broken forever.
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