Background material for The House
of Dead Maids
By Clare B. Dunkle. New York: Henry
Holt, 2010.
For those who wish to learn more about the background of
The House of Dead Maids, I have written a number of web pages
dealing with my research into the Brontë family and Wuthering
Heights. You may reach all of those pages by clicking on this
link.
The Mysteries of Wuthering
Heights
The text of Wuthering Heights is a veritable iron-gray
cumulonimbus cloud full of mysteries; all the critics who have written
about it have agreed upon that if nothing else. Three of the book’s
earliest reviews began with variations of the sentiment, “This
is a strange book.” (Letters, 177-179) As Chitham remarks,
“The attraction of the book is in part due to its mysterious
allusions, as if the author knows much more than is being plainly
revealed. ... The whole texture is dense, posing questions and giving
half-answers.” (5)
We are not used to thinking of a novel in terms of its questions.
Our reading habits generally take the opposite approach. Like children
hunting Easter eggs, we make our way through a novel, seizing upon
answers: heroes, villains, motifs, moral, message. Once we have
enough answers, we find ourselves a firm place to stand on from
which we can judge the book, as Meg Harris Williams explains:
One’s immediate, instinctive, impulsive reaction
is to set up a network of defences in the form of false identifications;
then, perhaps (if engaged in the business of academic criticism),
to categorise and rationalise these defences into standpoints of
judgement and evaluation against which to measure the author’s
achievement. ... Once a character is labelled or interpreted, his
contribution to the evolving web of the book’s knowledge becomes
sealed off. ... What does not make sense, in the terms of our preconceptions,
automatically becomes unobservable. (125)
Hunting answers in Wuthering Heights is not a successful
strategy: we end up closing ourselves off from much of the richness
of the novel, rendering entire sections of it “unobservable,”
as Williams astutely remarks. We must leave ourselves open to experience
uncertainty and confusion instead. This is an uncomfortable process
for readers and for critics, but then, Wuthering Heights
can be an uncomfortable sort of book:
This peculiarly enigmatic novel has drawn critics of every
possible school of thinking to try to explain it, but they can't.
As J. Hillis Miller has observed, there is always something left
over, something ‘just at the edge of the circle of theoretical
vision’ that eludes explanation. There has been (as we shall
see) a plethora of diagrams and visual aids in critial studies of
Wuthering Heights; it is as though critics cannot resist
trying to control and contain a disturbing and, it seems, threatening
novel. (Berg, 9)
But we must turn away from attempts to control and contain, to isolate
and defend answers. In order to come to an appreciation of Wuthering
Heights, we must hunt for questions instead. Where did
Heathcliff come from? This question cannot be answered from the
clues given in Wuthering Heights. The characters themselves,
however, make a few good guesses. Isabella Linton, upon first seeing
her future husband, takes him for a gypsy: “He’s exactly
like the son of the fortune-teller that stole my tame pheasant.”
Her father, with his wider knowledge of the world, makes a more
sophisticated guess: “a little Lascar, or an American or Spanish
castaway.” (Bronte, 49) Nelly, encouraging Heathcliff
to be proud of his heritage, suggests that his father might have
been Emperor of China and his mother an Indian queen. Consequently,
it seems fair to say that Heathcliff does not appear European.
Even more difficult to fathom is the puzzle of Heathcliff’s
name, perhaps the fittest naming choice in English literature. Indeed,
in a book full of odd coincidences and irreducible mysteries, this
one statement stands out as the most bizarre and inexplicable of
all: “... I found they had christened him ‘Heathcliff’;
it was the name of a son who had died in childhood. ...” (Bronte,
39) What doting father would christen a foreign-looking foundling
with his dead son’s name? What fond mother would allow it?
We know that Mrs. Earnshaw doesn’t like Heathcliff, so the
fact that she puts up with this unpardonable robbery of her dead
child’s identity seems to make no sense whatsoever.
Q.D. Leavis, among others, opines that Heathcliff is Mr. Earnshaw’s
illegitimate son. (Holbrook, 28) Certainly this is the simplest
way to explain Mr. Earnshaw’s favoritism—the shortest
path on the hunt for easy answers. But, like many easy answers critics
have tried to hammer into place in Wuthering Heights, it
fails to pass the test of logic. For one thing, Heathcliff looks
nothing like the Earnshaws, who seem to have a robust set of genes
to pass on: Cathy, Cathy II, Hindley, and Hareton all inherit the
same black eyes. Heathcliff doesn’t look like an Englishman’s
son at all, making it highly doubtful Earnshaw would believe the
boy could be his even if that were the case. Moreover, Heathcliff
has clearly led a life of want, evidenced by his stunted stature
and hardened nature, and he seems upon his arrival at Wuthering
Heights to be speaking a foreign language. If Earnshaw has known
all along that the boy is his, why has he allowed his son to be
treated so badly and raised in a foreign culture? Conversely, if
he hasn’t known about the boy, what makes Earnshaw so sure
he is the father now? And if Earnshaw has allowed his illegitimate
son to live in neglect for six or seven years, why would he not
continue to do so, particularly since the child shares none of his
features and since his presence in Earnshaw’s home can only cause discord
there and gossip in the neighborhood?
Besides that, we have the promises Earnshaw has made to his children
and to Nelly Dean: he has agreed to carry home such delicate items
as fruit and a fiddle. If he knew he were traveling to Liverpool
to fetch home his illegitimate son, would he agree to load himself
up like this? Wouldn’t he take a horse instead? Everything
points to this having been a spur-of-the-moment decision by Earnsaw—hardly
the way to treat such an important matter as the raising of one’s
illegitimate offspring.
Another of the great puzzles of Wuthering Heights is Heathcliff’s
drive to be master. He seems to believe, against custom and common
sense, that Hindley is the usurper or at least is very unjust. This
might seem to bolster the argument that Mr. Earnshaw is Heathcliff’s
real father, but that argument fails to take into account the fact
that Hindley would still be the older brother and Heathcliff would
still have no claim. Nelly Dean, who has grown up with the family
as Hindley’s foster sister, understands perfectly well that
she is a servant. Heathcliff doesn’t appear to understand
this, and when Hindley treats him like a servant, he becomes very
bitter. We might imagine that Heathcliff develops the mistaken notion
that he should inherit because he has been so well treated by his
foster father, but Heathcliff is no fool, and he knows Hindley doesn’t
like him, so this reversal of fortune should not come as a surprise.
Yet Heathcliff’s feelings of indignation over Hindley’s
treatment of him are undimmed by the passage of time: over a decade
afterwards, he mentions to Nelly Dean “my wild endeavors to
hold my right.” (Bronte, 255) But what right has he ever had?
Very unusual notions about the afterlife feed another great Wuthering
Heights controversy: is the book realistic fiction, or is it
fantasy—a ghost story? Cathy has dreamt that after her death,
the angels have thrown her out of heaven, back to the land of Wuthering
Heights, “where I woke sobbing for joy.” (Bronte, 72)
She is convinced that upon her death, she will return there: “[Joseph]’s
waiting till I come home that he may lock the gate.” (Brontë,
108) To come home, she must first die and be buried in the Gimmerton
graveyard, but not alone—Heathcliff must come with her: “I’ll
not lie there by myself; they may bury me twelve feet deep, and
throw the church down over me, but I won’t rest till you are
with me. I never will!” (Bronte, 108)
Where has Cathy I learned these odd and decidedly unchristian ideas
of the afterlife? Her father is a pious Christian, and her tutor
is the local curate. The two family servants, Nelly Dean and Joseph,
both season their daily speech with religious aphorisms. Heathcliff
alone could have brought these essentially pagan ideas into the
household, and indeed, Cathy first brings them up in the context
of trying to explain her feelings for him. But Heathcliff is so
young when he arrives. How has he held onto his religious beliefs
and passed them on to another instead of learning to practice the
religion of his new home?
Interestingly enough, Heathcliff seems to hold no grudge against
the dominant Christian religion. As children, he and Cathy comfort
each other by picturing Mr. Earnshaw in a Christian heaven, and
Heathcliff isn’t angry with Nelly Dean for wanting to send
for a curate when he is ill. Heathcliff and Cathy don’t seem
to think that Christianity is wrong in a global sense; rather, they
both seem convinced that the Christian afterlife, while fine for
others, has nothing to do with them. But why?
And, even more important, are Heathcliff and Cathy correct? Do
they attain their version of the afterlife? This question has no
answer within the context of the book. Lockwood describes his encounter
with Cathy’s ghost as if it is a dream, but we notice that
he doesn’t mention waking up from it. Locals claim to have
seen Heathcliff after his death, and even Joseph declares that he
has seen the dead pair together. But Nelly Dean doubts their testimony,
choosing to believe, as she says, that “the dead are at peace.”
(Bronte, 265) Lockwood dismisses the notion as well, unable to imagine
“unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.”
(Bronte, 266) His testimony, however, does nothing but rouse our
suspicions: Lockwood has been wrong about practically everything
else throughout the entire book, so there is no reason to respect
his opinion now.
Cathy’s ghost (in dream or reality—we can’t tell
which) tells Lockwood that she has been lost on the moor for twenty
years, leading us to another of the mysteries of Wuthering Heights.
Why does she mention twenty years? We would expect the ghost to
complain of wandering since her death, but she has been dead for
only seventeen years. Lockwood meets the ghost in November of 1801,
as Charles Percy Sanger argues convincingly. (292) Twenty years
before this date would be November of 1781, and in 1781, according
to the book, absolutely nothing happens. Cathy is ill in 1780 but
has recovered by that winter. The next event Nelly Dean relates
in Cathy’s life is her marriage almost three years later.
The ghost’s speech, therefore, appears to make little sense.
Edward Chitham suggests that the time span comes from Emily Bronte’s
own life. She was writing Wuthering Heights around the
twenty-year anniversary of the death of her sister Maria, and Chitham
believes that it is the child Maria as much as Cathy who is mourning
her twenty years on the moor. (106) I think the span has a possible
explanation within the context of Wuthering Heights, however.
Nelly Dean, our narrator for this part of Cathy’s life, makes
an error in her chronology. She refers to “the summer of 1778—that
is, nearly twenty-three years ago.” (Bronte, 59) But the summer
of 1778 is actually twenty-three and a half years ago: Nelly Dean
is off a year in her reckoning. She could have continued by erroneously
calling the summer of 1781 “nearly twenty years ago,”
or nineteen years ago, and that suggests that Cathy’s ghost
is referring to 1780 as the date when she has lost her way. This
is the year Heathcliff leaves Wuthering Heights. Meg Harris Williams
believes that it is this event the ghostly Cathy refers to in her
complaint. (14)
But this explanation merely raises a further mystery: why would
this event cause Cathy, who goes nowhere, to become lost? We must
look for hints in her own speech: “If all else perished, and
HE remained, I should still continue to be; and, if all else remained,
and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.
I should not seem a part of it.” (Bronte, 74) This sundering
from Heathcliff is not mended during Cathy’s life; in fact,
Heathcliff blames it for causing her death. Is it the reason, then,
that Cathy continues to wander after death (if, indeed, she wanders
at all)?
Cathy is not alone in feeling the trauma of this rift. The house
and land experience it as well. The night Heathcliff leaves, a violent
storm splits a tree that grows at the corner of Wuthering Heights,
damaging the house and sending stones rolling down onto the kitchen
hearth, the archetype of home. “We thought a bolt had fallen
in the middle of us,” Nelly says. (Bronte, 76) A casual critic
might consider this to be a typical Victorian use of pathetic fallacy,
in which the weather reflects the moods of human characters. But
the land has too strong a presence in this novel for us to dismiss
its contributions so readily. Is this a preternatural expression
of grief or anger at the parting of the pair? Does it relate to
their firm expectation to be united with each other and the land
after death?
Cathy twice suffers complete breakdowns, shattering her physical
and mental health, and both of these breakdowns occur when Heathcliff
leaves for an extended period of time. The first takes place after
the episode just mentioned, when Heathcliff leaves Wuthering Heights
for three years and has the intention of leaving for good. The second
takes place after Cathy’s quarrel with Heathcliff over his
scheme to marry Isabella; he subsequently elopes with Cathy’s
sister-in-law and is gone for two months. Cathy’s illnesses
seem excessive in comparison to their causes, and indeed, casual
critics reaching for quick answers have misjudged Cathy as something
of a drama queen on this account. (Nelly Dean is the first to do
this.) But is this a just accusation?
The text hints that it is not. Cathy has a robust constitution
that can stand roaming the moor in all kinds of weather. She has
handled disappointment, grief, and even fairly stiff child abuse
without becoming ill before. Dr. Kenneth, the wonderfully phlegmatic
doctor who tends every patient in Wuthering Heights, expresses his
own doubts on the subject: “A stout, hearty lass like Catherine
does not fall ill for a trifle. ...” (Bronte, 111) Edgar Linton
marvels at it too: “Months of sickness could not cause such
a change!”(Bronte, 109)
In fact, Cathy declares herself to be the victim of preternatural
forces: “I’ve been haunted, Nelly!” (Bronte, 104)
Nelly Dean dismisses this notion, and the reader might be tempted
to do so as well, but that would be incautious in a book loaded
with mysteries that has featured a ghost—or the possibility
of a ghost, at any rate—in its earliest chapters. Is Cathy
haunted? And if she is, who or what is doing the haunting? The likeliest
suspect seems to be Wuthering Heights itself: Cathy sees her old
bedroom around her and suffers obsessive thoughts about her childhood
there. Is the land asserting a claim on her?
Should we simply ignore Cathy’s speeches during her illness,
seizing upon the easy answer that they are the ravings of delirium?
If we do, we will risk sealing off and rendering “unobservable”
certain details about the book, as Meg Harris Williams has warned
us. For instance, we will lose sight of the fact that her ravings
do seem to have some sense behind them, and a certain amount of
preternatural insight as well. Certainly the predictions of death
she makes at the time come true. We will also miss Cathy’s
description of her afterlife in her comment to Edgar that “my
soul will be on that hill-top before you lay hands on me again.”
(Bronte, 109) The churchyard is in a valley, so the hill-top she
refers to must be the land of Wuthering Heights, the force which
appears to be haunting her.
What causes the deaths of Heathcliff and Cathy? And are those deaths
caused by the same phenomenon? As with Cathy, so with Heathclifff:
a healthy person begins to fast and to rave and then wastes away
in a surprisingly short time. Heathcliff himself remarks at the
onset of his illness how unlikely he is to die: “With my hard
constitution, and temperate mode of living, and unperilous occupations,
I ought to, and probably shall remain above ground, till
there is scarcely a black hair upon my head.” (Bronte, 256)
Nevertheless, he is dead within a couple of months. During that
time, Nelly witnesses him following with his eyes some object only
he can see. Heathcliff greets this vision with rapture, and Nelly
hears him uttering Cathy’s name, placing the identity of his
specter or hallucination beyond doubt. But is he haunted or just
delirious? The book refuses to tell us.
It is worth taking a brief moment to consider the customary explanation
for the parallel illnesses of Cathy and Heathcliff. Both of them
see visions, begin to rave, refuse food or become unable to eat,
and die more quickly than their fasting alone would account for.
And yet, many critics indicate that Cathy dies because of her fasting—a
death due to hysteria—while Heathcliff is haunted by a ghost.
Why would we believe that these parallel processes come from different
causes? Why do we feel that Cathy has caused her death through silliness,
while Heathcliff’s death comes to him from an outside source?
Does this tell us the truth about the world of Wuthering Heights
or the truth about our own prejudices where young women and anorexia
are concerned?
Heathcliff makes an astonishing statement immediately after Cathy’s
death. In asking his lover to haunt him, he declares in Nelly Dean’s
hearing, “I know that ghosts have wandered on earth.”
(Bronte, 139) He doesn’t say that he hopes they do or that
he believes they do. He declares it to be a certainty. No preternatural
happenings have occurred up to this point in the story, with the
possible exception of Cathy’s cases of delirium or haunting,
and these have taken place while Heathcliff is absent. What ghosts
can Heathcliff have seen? And does this provide a clue to the strength
of his non-Christian beliefs? Has he clung to them because he thinks
he has seen proof of their power or veracity?
Both Heathcliff and Cathy threaten not to rest in their graves
if their wishes concerning their burials are not honored. Cathy
declares that she will walk if Heathcliff is not with her, and Heathcliff
threatens to haunt Nelly Dean if she doesn’t make sure he
is placed by Cathy’s side. Why are these burials so important?
How can Cathy speak so casually about her marriage to Edgar and
Heathcliff’s marriage to Isabella and yet demand with such
forcefulness that Heathcliff’s body lie beside hers? Heathcliff
carries this odd notion still further: he modifies Cathy’s
coffin and his as well so that they can lie in a single grave, “and
then, by the time Linton gets to us, he’ll not know which
is which!” (Bronte, 228-229)
We will never know the “true” answers to these questions
from Wuthering Heights. We will never reduce its mysteries
to their solutions. Like Lockwood—even like Nelly Dean—we
are locked out of Heathcliff and Cathy’s world, with only
a baffling glimpse of it through the casement of Cathy’s paneled
closet bed. But rather than regret its loss, we can appreciate what
Emily Bronte has left us: a magnificent text imbued with a sense
of wonder.
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