I had an incling of what she may have seen many years ago, i was about 15 and we went to visit my great Aunt who had a farm called Scammerton right on top above Hebden Bridge, my great uncle spoke in such a broard yorkshire accent i couldn;t tell what he said, and my great aunbt had a cleft pallet and talked proper strange! Her main job was sorting the eggs from the battery hens, she had a huge kitchen table that was covered in egg crates and she talked none stop whilst sorting the brown and white eggs, but anyway, she had 7 children, the eldest sons all worked on the farm, and one by one they turned up for thier dinner and I tell you what, everyone of them was like a version of Heathcliffe! They wore clogs, smoked pipes, none were older than 35, they all had long dark curly hair and filled that kitchen for an hour of chaos, but looking back, i think that the way those boys dressed and acted then, would have hardly seemed different if Emily had seen them in Howarth on market day ! She was a people watcher and she had a great eye!!!