第3章

Closeathandcamethehowlingofmanywolves。Itwasalmostasifthesoundsprangupattherisingofhishand，justasthemusicofagreatorchestraseemstoleapunderthebatonoftheconductor。

Afterapauseofamoment，heproceeded，inhisstatelyway，tothedoor，drewbacktheponderousbolts，unhookedtheheavychains，andbegantodrawitopen。

TomyintenseastonishmentIsawthatitwasunlocked。

Suspiciously，Ilookedallround，butcouldseenokeyofanykind。

Asthedoorbegantoopen，thehowlingofthewolveswithoutgrewlouderandangrier。Theirredjaws，withchampingteeth，andtheirblunt-clawedfeetastheyleaped，cameinthroughtheopeningdoor。

IknewthanthattostruggleatthemomentagainsttheCountwasuseless。

Withsuchalliesastheseathiscommand，Icoulddonothing。

Butstillthedoorcontinuedslowlytoopen，andonlytheCount\'sbodystoodinthegap。Suddenlyitstruckmethatthismightbethemomentandmeansofmydoom。

Iwastobegiventothewolves，andatmyowninstigation。

TherewasadiabolicalwickednessintheideagreatenoughfortheCount，andasthelastchanceIcriedout，“Shutthedoor！

Ishallwaittillmorning。“AndIcoveredmyfacewithmyhandstohidemytearsofbitterdisappointment。

Withonesweepofhispowerfularm，theCountthrewthedoorshut，andthegreatboltsclangedandechoedthroughthehallastheyshotbackintotheirplaces。

Insilencewereturnedtothelibrary，andafteraminuteortwoIwenttomyownroom。ThelastIsawofCountDraculawashiskissinghishandtome，witharedlightoftriumphinhiseyes，andwithasmilethatJudasinhellmightbeproudof。

WhenIwasinmyroomandabouttoliedown，IthoughtIheardawhisperingatmydoor。Iwenttoitsoftlyandlistened。

Unlessmyearsdeceivedme，IheardthevoiceoftheCount。

“Back！Backtoyourownplace！Yourtimeisnotyetcome。Wait！Havepatience！Tonightismine。

Tomorrownightisyours！”

Therewasalow，sweetrippleoflaughter，andinarageIthrewopenthedoor，andsawwithoutthethreeterriblewomenlickingtheirlips。

AsIappeared，theyalljoinedinahorriblelaugh，andranaway。

Icamebacktomyroomandthrewmyselfonmyknees。

Itisthensoneartheend？Tomorrow！Tomorrow！Lord，helpme，andthosetowhomIamdear！

30June——ThesemaybethelastwordsIeverwriteinthisdiary。

Islepttilljustbeforethedawn，andwhenIwokethrewmyselfonmyknees，forIdeterminedthatifDeathcameheshouldfindmeready。

AtlastIfeltthatsubtlechangeintheair，andknewthatthemorninghadcome。Thencamethewelcomecockcrow，andIfeltthatIwassafe。

Withagladheart，Iopenedthedoorandrandownthehall。

Ihadseenthatthedoorwasunlocked，andnowescapewasbeforeme。

Withhandsthattrembledwitheagerness，Iunhookedthechainsandthrewbackthemassivebolts。

Butthedoorwouldnotmove。Despairseizedme。Ipulledandpulledatthedoor，andshookittill，massiveasitwas，itrattledinitscasement。Icouldseetheboltshot。

IthadbeenlockedafterIlefttheCount。

Thenawilddesiretookmetoobtainthekeyatanyrisk，andIdeterminedthenandtheretoscalethewallagain，andgaintheCount\'sroom。Hemightkillme，butdeathnowseemedthehappierchoiceofevils。WithoutapauseIrusheduptotheeastwindow，andscrambleddownthewall，asbefore，intotheCount\'sroom。Itwasempty，butthatwasasIexpected。

Icouldnotseeakeyanywhere，buttheheapofgoldremained。

Iwentthroughthedoorinthecorneranddownthewindingstairandalongthedarkpassagetotheoldchapel。

IknewnowwellenoughwheretofindthemonsterIsought。

Thegreatboxwasinthesameplace，closeagainstthewall，butthelidwaslaidonit，notfasteneddown，butwiththenailsreadyintheirplacestobehammeredhome。

IknewImustreachthebodyforthekey，soIraisedthelid，andlaiditbackagainstthewall。AndthenIsawsomethingwhichfilledmyverysoulwithhorror。TherelaytheCount，butlookingasifhisyouthhadbeenhalfrestored。

Forthewhitehairandmoustachewerechangedtodarkiron-grey。Thecheekswerefuller，andthewhiteskinseemedruby-redunderneath。Themouthwasredderthanever，foronthelipsweregoutsoffreshblood，whichtrickledfromthecornersofthemouthandrandownoverthechinandneck。

Eventhedeep，burningeyesseemedsetamongstswollenflesh，forthelidsandpouchesunderneathwerebloated。Itseemedasifthewholeawfulcreatureweresimplygorgedwithblood。

Helaylikeafilthyleech，exhaustedwithhisrepletion。

IshudderedasIbentovertotouchhim，andeverysenseinmerevoltedatthecontact，butIhadtosearch，orIwaslost。

Thecomingnightmightseemyownbodyabanquetinasimilarwartothosehorridthree。Ifeltalloverthebody，butnosigncouldIfindofthekey。ThenIstoppedandlookedattheCount。

Therewasamockingsmileonthebloatedfacewhichseemedtodrivememad。ThiswasthebeingIwashelpingtotransfertoLondon，where，perhaps，forcenturiestocomehemight，amongstitsteemingmillions，satiatehislustforblood，andcreateanewandever-wideningcircleofsemi-demonstobattenonthehelpless。

Theverythoughtdrovememad。Aterribledesirecameuponmetoridtheworldofsuchamonster。

Therewasnolethalweaponathand，butIseizedashovelwhichtheworkmenhadbeenusingtofillthecases，andliftingithigh，struck，withtheedgedownward，atthehatefulface。

ButasIdidsotheheadturned，andtheeyesfelluponme，withalltheirblazeofbasiliskhorror。Thesightseemedtoparalyzeme，andtheshovelturnedinmyhandandglancedfromtheface，merelymakingadeepgashabovetheforehead。

Theshovelfellfrommyhandacrossthebox，andasIpulleditawaytheflangeofthebladecaughttheedgeofthelidwhichfelloveragain，andhidthehorridthingfrommysight。

ThelastglimpseIhadwasofthebloatedface，blood-stainedandfixedwithagrinofmalicewhichwouldhavehelditsowninthenethermosthell。

Ithoughtandthoughtwhatshouldbemynextmove，butmybrainseemedonfire，andIwaitedwithadespairingfeelinggrowingoverme。AsIwaitedIheardinthedistanceagipsysongsungbymerryvoicescomingcloser，andthroughtheirsongtherollingofheavywheelsandthecrackingofwhips。

TheSzganyandtheSlovaksofwhomtheCounthadspokenwerecoming。

Withalastlookaroundandattheboxwhichcontainedthevilebody，IranfromtheplaceandgainedtheCount\'sroom，determinedtorushoutatthemomentthedoorshouldbeopened。

Withstrainedears，Ilistened，andhearddownstairsthegrindingofthekeyinthegreatlockandthefallingbackoftheheavydoor。

Theremusthavebeensomeothermeansofentry，orsomeonehadakeyforoneofthelockeddoors。

Thentherecamethesoundofmanyfeettrampinganddyingawayinsomepassagewhichsentupaclangingecho。

Iturnedtorundownagaintowardsthevault，whereImightfindthenewentrance，butatthemomentthereseemedtocomeaviolentpuffofwind，andthedoortothewindingstairblewtowithashockthatsetthedustfromthelintelsflying。

WhenIrantopushitopen，Ifoundthatitwashopelesslyfast。

Iwasagainaprisoner，andthenetofdoomwasclosingroundmemoreclosely。

AsIwritethereisinthepassagebelowasoundofmanytrampingfeetandthecrashofweightsbeingsetdownheavily，doubtlesstheboxes，withtheirfreightofearth。

Therewasasoundofhammering。Itistheboxbeingnaileddown。

NowIcanheartheheavyfeettrampingagainalongthehall，withwithmanyotheridlefeetcomingbehindthem。

Thedoorisshut，thechainsrattle。Thereisagrindingofthekeyinthelock。Icanhearthekeywithdrawn，thenanotherdooropensandshuts。

Ihearthecreakingoflockandbolt。

Hark！Inthecourtyardanddowntherockywaytherollofheavywheels，thecrackofwhips，andthechorusoftheSzganyastheypassintothedistance。

Iamaloneinthecastlewiththosehorriblewomen。Faugh！Minaisawoman，andthereisnoughtincommon。TheyaredevilsofthePit！

Ishallnotremainalonewiththem。IshalltrytoscalethecastlewallfartherthanIhaveyetattempted。

Ishalltakesomeofthegoldwithme，lestIwantitlater。

Imayfindawayfromthisdreadfulplace。

Andthenawayforhome！Awaytothequickestandnearesttrain！

Awayfromthecursedspot，fromthiscursedland，wherethedevilandhischildrenstillwalkwithearthlyfeet！

AtleastGod\'smercyisbetterthanthatofthosemonsters，andtheprecipiceissteepandhigh。Atitsfootamanmaysleep，asaman。Goodbye，all。Mina！

CHAPTER5

LETTERFROMMISSMINAMURRAYTOMISSLUCYWESTENRA

9May。

MydearestLucy，Forgivemylongdelayinwriting，butIhavebeensimplyoverwhelmedwithwork。Thelifeofanassistantschoolmistressissometimestrying。

Iamlongingtobewithyou，andbythesea，wherewecantalktogetherfreelyandbuildourcastlesintheair。Ihavebeenworkingveryhardlately，becauseIwanttokeepupwithJonathan\'sstudies，andIhavebeenpracticingshorthandveryassiduously。

WhenwearemarriedIshallbeabletobeusefultoJonathan，andifIcanstenographwellenoughIcantakedownwhathewantstosayinthiswayandwriteitoutforhimonthetypewriter，atwhichalsoIampracticingveryhard。

HeandIsometimeswritelettersinshorthand，andheiskeepingastenographicjournalofhistravelsabroad。WhenIamwithyouIshallkeepadiaryinthesameway。Idon\'tmeanoneofthosetwo-pages-to-the-week-with-Sunday-squeezed-in-a-cornerdiaries，butasortofjournalwhichIcanwriteinwheneverIfeelinclined。

Idonotsupposetherewillbemuchofinteresttootherpeople，butitisnotintendedforthem。ImayshowittoJonathansomedayifthereisinitanythingworthsharing，butitisreallyanexercisebook。

IshalltrytodowhatIseeladyjournalistsdo，interviewingandwritingdescriptionsandtryingtorememberconversations。Iamtoldthat，withalittlepractice，onecanrememberallthatgoesonorthatonehearssaidduringaday。

However，weshallsee。Iwilltellyouofmylittleplanswhenwemeet。

IhavejusthadafewhurriedlinesfromJonathanfromTransylvania。

Heiswell，andwillbereturninginaboutaweek。Iamlongingtohearallhisnews。Itmustbenicetoseestrangecountries。

Iwonderifwe，ImeanJonathanandI，shalleverseethemtogether。

Thereistheteno\'clockbellringing。Goodbye。

YourlovingMinaTellmeallthenewswhenyouwrite。Youhavenottoldmeanythingforalongtime。Ihearrumours，andespeciallyofatall，handsome，curly-hairedman。？？？

LETTER，LUCYWESTENRATOMINAMURRAY

17，ChathamStreetWednesdayMydearestMina，Imustsayyoutaxmeveryunfairlywithbeingabadcorrespondent。

Iwroteyoutwicesinceweparted，andyourlastletterwasonlyyoursecond。Besides，Ihavenothingtotellyou。

Thereisreallynothingtointerestyou。

Townisverypleasantjustnow，andwegoagreatdealtopicture-galleriesandforwalksandridesinthepark。

Astothetall，curly-hairedman，IsupposeitwastheonewhowaswithmeatthelastPop。Someonehasevidentlybeentellingtales。

ThatwasMr。Holmwood。Heoftencomestoseeus，andheandMammagetonverywelltogether，theyhavesomanythingstotalkaboutincommon。

Wemetsometimeagoamanthatwouldjustdoforyou，ifyouwerenotalreadyengagedtoJonathan。Heisanexcellantparti，beinghandsome，welloff，andofgoodbirth。Heisadoctorandreallyclever。Justfancy！Heisonlynine-andtwenty，andhehasanimmenselunaticasylumallunderhisowncare。

Mr。Holmwoodintroducedhimtome，andhecalledheretoseeus，andoftencomesnow。IthinkheisoneofthemostresolutemenI

eversaw，andyetthemostcalm。Heseemsabsolutelyimperturbable。

Icanfancywhatawonderfulpowerhemusthaveoverhispatients。

Hehasacurioushabitoflookingonestraightintheface，asiftryingtoreadone\'sthoughts。Hetriesthisonverymuchwithme，butIflattermyselfhehasgotatoughnuttocrack。

Iknowthatfrommyglass。

Doyouevertrytoreadyourownface？Ido，andIcantellyouitisnotabadstudy，andgivesyoumoretroublethanyoucanwellfancyifyouhavenevertriedit。

HesaythatIaffordhimacuriouspsychologicalstudy，andIhumblythinkIdo。Idonot，asyouknow，takesufficientinterestindresstobeabletodescribethenewfashions。

Dressisabore。Thatisslangagain，butnevermind。

Arthursaysthateveryday。

There，itisallout，Mina，wehavetoldalloursecretstoeachothersincewewerechildren。Wehaveslepttogetherandeatentogether，andlaughedandcriedtogether，andnow，thoughIhavespoken，Iwouldliketospeakmore。Oh，Mina，couldn\'tyouguess？Ilovehim。

IamblushingasIwrite，foralthoughIthinkhelovesme，hehasnottoldmesoinwords。But，oh，Mina，Ilovehim。

Ilovehim！There，thatdoesmegood。

IwishIwerewithyou，dear，sittingbythefireundressing，asweusedtosit，andIwouldtrytotellyouwhatIfeel。

IdonotknowhowIamwritingthiseventoyou。

Iamafraidtostop，orIshouldtearuptheletter，andIdon\'twanttostop，forIdosowanttotellyouall。

Letmehearfromyouatonce，andtellmeallthatyouthinkaboutit。Mina，prayformyhappiness。

LucyP。S——Ineednottellyouthisisasecret。Goodnightagain。L。

LETTER，LUCYWESTENRATOMINAMURRAY

24MayMydearestMina，Thanks，andthanks，andthanksagainforyoursweetletter。

Itwassonicetobeabletotellyouandtohaveyoursympathy。

Mydear，itneverrainsbutitpours。Howtruetheoldproverbsare。

HereamI，whoshallbetwentyinSeptember，andyetIneverhadaproposaltilltoday，notarealproposal，andtodayIhadthree。

Justfancy！Threeproposalsinoneday！Isn\'titawful！

Ifeelsorry，reallyandtrulysorry，fortwoofthepoorfellows。

Oh，Mina，IamsohappythatIdon\'tknowwhattodowithmyself。

Andthreeproposals！But，forgoodness\'sake，don\'ttellanyofthegirls，ortheywouldbegettingallsortsofextravagantideas，andimaginingthemselvesinjuredandslightedifintheirveryfirstdayathometheydidnotgetsixatleast。Somegirlsaresovain！

YouandI，Minadear，whoareengagedandaregoingtosettledownsoonsoberlyintooldmarriedwomen，candespisevanity。

Well，Imusttellyouaboutthethree，butyoumustkeepitasecret，dear，fromeveryoneexcept，ofcourse，Jonathan。

Youwilltellhim，becauseIwould，ifIwereinyourplace，certainlytellArthur。Awomanoughttotellherhusbandeverything。

Don\'tyouthinkso，dear？AndImustbefair。Menlikewomen，certainlytheirwives，tobequiteasfairastheyare。Andwomen，Iamafraid，arenotalwaysquiteasfairastheyshouldbe。

Well，mydear，numberOnecamejustbeforelunch。

Itoldyouofhim，Dr。JohnSeward，thelunaticasylumman，withthestrongjawandthegoodforehead。

Hewasverycooloutwardly，butwasnervousallthesame。

Hehadevidentlybeenschoolinghimselfastoallsortsoflittlethings，andrememberedthem，buthealmostmanagedtositdownonhissilkhat，whichmendon\'tgenerallydowhentheyarecool，andthenwhenhewantedtoappearateasehekeptplayingwithalancetinawaythatmademenearlyscream。

Hespoketome，Mina，verystraightfordwardly。HetoldmehowdearIwastohim，thoughhehadknownmesolittle，andwhathislifewouldbewithmetohelpandcheerhim。

HewasgoingtotellmehowunhappyhewouldbeifI

didnotcareforhim，butwhenhesawmecryhesaidhewasabruteandwouldnotaddtomypresenttrouble。

ThenhebrokeoffandaskedifIcouldlovehimintime，andwhenIshookmyheadhishandstrembled，andthenwithsomehesitationheaskedmeifIcaredalreadyforanyoneelse。

Heputitverynicely，sayingthathedidnotwanttowringmyconfidencefromme，butonlytoknow，becauseifawoman\'sheartwasfreeamanmighthavehope。Andthen，Mina，Ifeltasortofdutytotellhimthattherewassomeone。

Ionlytoldhimthatmuch，andthenhestoodup，andhelookedverystrongandverygraveashetookbothmyhandsinhisandsaidhehopedIwouldbehappy，andthatIfIeverwantedafriendImustcounthimoneofmybest。

Oh，Minadear，Ican\'thelpcrying，andyoumustexcusethisletterbeingallblotted。Beingproposedtoisallveryniceandallthatsortofthing，butitisn\'tatallahappythingwhenyouhavetoseeapoorfellow，whomyouknowlovesyouhonestly，goingawayandlookingallbrokenhearted，andtoknowthat，nomatterwhathemaysayatthemoment，youarepassingoutofhislife。Mydear，Imuststophereatpresent，Ifeelsomiserable，thoughIamsohappy。

Evening。

Arthurhasjustgone，andIfeelinbetterspiritsthanwhenIleftoff，soIcangoontellingyouabouttheday。

Well，mydear，numberTwocameafterlunch。Heissuchanicefellow，andAmericanfromTexas，andhelookssoyoungandsofreshthatitseemsalmostimpossiblethathehasbeentosomanyplacesandhassuchadventures。

IsympathizewithpoorDesdemonawhenshehadsuchastreampouredinherear，evenbyablackman。Isupposethatwewomenaresuchcowardsthatwethinkamanwillsaveusfromfears，andwemarryhim。

IknownowwhatIwoulddoifIwereamanandwantedtomakeagirlloveme。No，Idon\'t，fortherewasMr。Morristellingushisstories，andArthurnevertoldany，andyet……

Mydear，Iamsomewhatprevious。Mr。QuincyP。Morrisfoundmealone。Itseemsthatamanalwaysdoesfindagirlalone。

No，hedoesn\'t，forArthurtriedtwicetomakeachance，andIhelpinghimallIcould，Iamnotashamedtosayitnow。

ImusttellyoubeforehandthatMr。Morrisdoesn\'talwaysspeakslang，thatistosay，heneverdoessotostrangersorbeforethem，forheisreallywelleducatedandhasexquisitemanners，buthefoundoutthatitamusedmetohearhimtalkAmericanslang，andwheneverIwaspresent，andtherewasnoonetobeshocked，hesaidsuchfunnythings。

Iamafraid，mydear，hehastoinventitall，foritfitsexactlyintowhateverelsehehastosay。Butthisisawayslanghas。

IdonotknowmyselfifIshalleverspeakslang。

IdonotknowifArthurlikesit，asIhaveneverheardhimuseanyasyet。

Well，Mr。Morrissatdownbesidemeandlookedashappyandjollyashecould，butIcouldseeallthesamethathewasverynervous。

Hetookmyhandinhis，andsaideversosweetly……

“MissLucy，IknowIain\'tgoodenoughtoregulatethefixin\'sofyourlittleshoes，butIguessifyouwaittillyoufindamanthatisyouwillgojointhemsevenyoungwomenwiththelampswhenyouquit。

Won\'tyoujusthitchupalongsideofmeandletusgodownthelongroadtogether，drivingindoubleharness？”

Well，hedidlooksohoodhumouredandsojollythatitdidn\'tseemhalfsohardtorefusehimasitdidpoorDr。Seward。

SoIsaid，aslightlyasIcould，thatIdidnotknowanythingofhitching，andthatIwasn\'tbrokentoharnessatallyet。

Thenhesaidthathehadspokeninalightmanner，andhehopedthatifhehadmadeamistakeindoingsoonsograve，somomentous，andoccasionforhim，Iwouldforgivehim。

Hereallydidlookseriouswhenhewassayingit，andIcouldn\'thelpfeelingasortofexultationthathewasnumberTwoinoneday。

Andthen，mydear，beforeIcouldsayawordhebeganpouringoutaperfecttorrentoflove-making，layinghisveryheartandsoulatmyfeet。HelookedsoearnestoveritthatI

shallneveragainthinkthatamanmustbeplayfulalways，andneverearnest，becauseheismerryattimes。

Isupposehesawsomethinginmyfacewhichcheckedhim，forhesuddenlystopped，andsaidwithasortofmanlyfervourthatIcouldhavelovedhimforifIhadbeenfree……

“Lucy，youareanhonestheartedgirl，Iknow。IshouldnotbeherespeakingtoyouasIamnowifIdidnotbelieveyoucleangrit，rightthroughtotheverydepthsofyoursoul。Tellme，likeonegoodfellowtoanother，isthereanyoneelsethatyoucarefor？

AndifthereisI\'llnevertroubleyouahair\'sbreadthagain，butwillbe，ifyouwillletme，averyfaithfulfriend。“

MydearMina，whyaremensonoblewhenwewomenaresolittleworthyofthem？HerewasIalmostmakingfunofthisgreathearted，truegentleman。

Iburstintotears，Iamafraid，mydear，youwillthinkthisaverysloppyletterinmorewaysthanone，andIreallyfeltverybadly。

Whycan\'ttheyletagirlmarrythreemen，orasmanyaswanther，andsaveallthistrouble？Butthisisheresy，andImustnotsayit。

Iamgladtosaythat，thoughIwascrying，IwasabletolookintoMr。Morris\'braveeyes，andItoldhimoutstraight……

“Yes，thereissomeoneIlove，thoughhehasnottoldmeyetthatheevenlovesme。“Iwasrighttospeaktohimsofrankly，forquitealightcameintohisface，andheputoutbothhishandsandtookmine，IthinkIputthemintohis，andsaidinaheartyway……

“That\'smybravegirl。It\'sbetterworthbeinglateforachanceofwinningyouthanbeingintimeforanyothergirlintheworld。Don\'tcry，mydear。Ifit\'sforme，I\'mahardnuttocrack，andItakeitstandingup。

Ifthatotherfellowdoesn\'tknowhishappiness，well，he\'dbetterlookforitsoon，orhe\'llhavetodealwithme。

Littlegirl，yourhonestyandpluckhavemademeafriend，andthat\'srarerthanalover，it\'smoreselfishanyhow。

Mydear，I\'mgoingtohaveaprettylonelywalkbetweenthisandKingdomCome。Won\'tyougivemeonekiss？

It\'llbesomethingtokeepoffthedarknessnowandthen。

Youcan，youknow，ifyoulike，forthatothergoodfellow，oryoucouldnotlovehim，hasn\'tspokenyet。“

Thatquitewonme，Mina，foritwasbraveandsweetofhim，andnobletoo，toarival，wasn\'tit？Andhesosad，soIleantoverandkissedhim。

Hestoodupwithmytwohandsinhis，andashelookeddownintomyface，IamafraidIwasblushingverymuch，hesaid，“Littlegirl，Iholdyourhand，andyou\'vekissedme，andifthesethingsdon\'tmakeusfriendsnothingeverwill。

Thankyouforyoursweethonestytome，andgoodbye。“

Hewrungmyhand，andtakinguphishat，wentstraightoutoftheroomwithoutlookingback，withoutatearoraquiverorapause，andIamcryinglikeababy。

Oh，whymustamanlikethatbemadeunhappywhentherearelotsofgirlsaboutwhowouldworshiptheverygroundhetrodon？

IknowIwouldifIwerefree，onlyIdon\'twanttobefreeMydear，thisquiteupsetme，andIfeelIcannotwriteofhappinessjustatonce，aftertellingyouofit，andIdon\'twishtotellofthenumberThreeuntilitcanbeallhappy。

Everyourloving……

LucyP。S——Oh，aboutnumberThree，Ineedn\'ttellyouofnumberThree，needI？

Besides，itwasallsoconfused。Itseemedonlyamomentfromhiscomingintotheroomtillbothhisarmswereroundme，andhewaskissingme。

Iamvery，veryhappy，andIdon\'tknowwhatIhavedonetodeserveit。

ImustonlytryinthefuturetoshowthatIamnotungratefultoGodforallHisgoodnesstomeinsendingtomesuchalover，suchahusband，andsuchafriend。

Goodbye。

DR。SEWARD\'SDIARY(Keptinphonograph)

25May——Ebbtideinappetitetoday。Cannoteat，cannotrest，sodiaryinstead。sincemyrebuffofyesterdayIhaveasortofemptyfeeling。

Nothingintheworldseemsofsufficientimportancetobeworththedoing。

AsIknewthattheonlycureforthissortofthingwaswork，Iwentamongstthepatients。Ipickedoutonewhohasaffordedmeastudyofmuchinterest。

HeissoquaintthatIamdeterminedtounderstandhimaswellasIcan。

TodayIseemedtogetnearerthaneverbeforetotheheartofhismystery。

IquestionedhimmorefullythanIhadeverdone，withaviewtomakingmyselfmasterofthefactsofhishallucination。

Inmymannerofdoingittherewas，Inowsee，somethingofcruelty。

Iseemedtowishtokeephimtothepointofhismadness，athingwhichIavoidwiththepatientsasIwouldthemouthofhell。

(Mem。，UnderwhatcircumstanceswouldInotavoidthepitofhell？)OmniaRomaevenaliasunt。Hellhasitsprice！

Iftherebeanythingbehindthisinstinctitwillbevaluabletotraceitafterwardsaccurately，soIhadbettercommencetodoso，therefore……

R。M，Renfield，age59。Sanguinetemperament，greatphysicalstrength，morbidlyexcitable，periodsofgloom，endinginsomefixedideawhichI

cannotmakeout。Ipresumethatthesanguinetemperamentitselfandthedisturbinginfluenceendinamentally-accomplishedfinish，apossiblydangerousman，probablydangerousifunselfish。Inselfishmencautionisassecureanarmourfortheirfoesasforthemselves。

WhatIthinkofonthispointis，whenselfisthefixedpointthecentripetalforceisbalancedwiththecentrifugal。Whenduty，acause，etc。，isthefixedpoint，thelatterforceisparamount，andonlyaccidentofaseriesofaccidentscanbalanceit。

LETTER，QUINCEYP。MORRISTOHON。ARTHURHOLMOOD

25May。

MydearArt，We\'vetoldyarnsbythecampfireintheprairies，anddressedoneanother\'swoundsaftertryingalandingattheMarquesas，anddrunkhealthsontheshoreofTiticaca。Therearemoreyarnstobetold，andotherwoundstobehealed，andanotherhealthtobedrunk。Won\'tyouletthisbeatmycampfiretomorrownight？

Ihavenohesitationinaskingyou，asIknowacertainladyisengagedtoacertaindinnerparty，andthatyouarefree。

Therewillonlybeoneother，ouroldpalattheKorea，JackSeward。

He\'scoming，too，andwebothwanttomingleourweepsoverthewinecup，andtodrinkahealthwithallourheartstothehappiestmaninallthewideworld，whohaswonthenoblestheartthatGodhasmadeandbestworthwinning。Wepromiseyouaheartywelcome，andalovinggreeting，andahealthastrueasyourownrighthand。

Weshallbothsweartoleaveyouathomeifyoudrinktoodeeptoacertainpairofeyes。Come！

Yours，aseverandalways，QuinceyP。MorrisTELEGRAMFROMARTHURHOLMWOODTOQUINCEYP。MORRIS

26MayCountmeineverytime。Ibearmessageswhichwillmakebothyourearstingle。

ArtCHAPTER6

MINAMURRAY\'SJOURNAL

24July。Whitby——Lucymetmeatthestation，lookingsweeterandlovlierthanever，andwedroveuptothehouseattheCrescentinwhichtheyhaverooms。Thisisalovelyplace。Thelittleriver，theEsk，runsthroughadeepvalley，whichbroadensoutasitcomesneartheharbour。Agreatviaductrunsacross，withhighpiers，throughwhichtheviewseemssomehowfurtherawaythanitreallyis。

Thevalleyisbeautifullygreen，anditissosteepthatwhenyouareonthehighlandoneithersideyoulookrightacrossit，unlessyouarenearenoughtoseedown。Thehousesoftheoldtown——

thesideawayfromus，areallred-roofed，andseempileduponeovertheotheranyhow，likethepicturesweseeofNuremberg。

RightoverthetownistheruinofWhitbyAbbey，whichwassackedbytheDanes，andwhichisthesceneofpartof“Marmion，“

wherethegirlwasbuiltupinthewall。Itisamostnobleruin，ofimmensesize，andfullofbeautifulandromanticbits。

Thereisalegendthatawhiteladyisseeninoneofthewindows。

Betweenitandthetownthereisanotherchurch，theparishone，roundwhichisabiggraveyard，allfulloftombstones。

ThisistomymindthenicestspotinWhitby，foritliesrightoverthetown，andhasafullviewoftheharbourandallupthebaytowheretheheadlandcalledKettlenessstretchesoutintothesea。

Itdescendssosteeplyovertheharbourthatpartofthebankhasfallenaway，andsomeofthegraveshavebeendestroyed。

Inoneplacepartofthestoneworkofthegravesstretchesoutoverthesandypathwayfarbelow。Therearewalks，withseatsbesidethem，throughthechurchyard，andpeoplegoandsittherealldaylonglookingatthebeautifulviewandenjoyingthebreeze。

Ishallcomeandsithereoftenmyselfandwork。

Indeed，Iamwritingnow，withmybookonmyknee，andlisteningtothetalkofthreeoldmenwhoaresittingbesideme。

Theyseemtodonothingalldaybutsithereandtalk。

Theharbourliesbelowme，with，onthefarside，onelonggranitewallstretchingoutintothesea，withacurveoutwardsattheendofit，inthemiddleofwhichisalighthouse。

Aheavyseawallrunsalongoutsideofit。Onthenearside，theseawallmakesanelbowcrookedinversely，anditsendtoohasalighthouse。

Betweenthetwopiersthereisanarrowopeningintotheharbour，whichthensuddenlywidens。

Itisniceathighwater，butwhenthetideisoutitshoalsawaytonothing，andthereismerelythestreamoftheEsk，runningbetweenbanksofsand，withrockshereandthere。

Outsidetheharbouronthissidethererisesforabouthalfamileagreatreef，thesharpofwhichrunsstraightoutfrombehindthesouthlighthouse。Attheendofitisabuoywithabell，whichswingsinbadweather，andsendsinamournfulsoundonthewind。

Theyhavealegendherethatwhenashipislostbellsareheardoutatsea。

Imustasktheoldmanaboutthis。Heiscomingthisway……

Heisafunnyoldman。Hemustbeawfullyold，forhisfaceisgnarledandtwistedlikethebarkofatree。

Hetellsmethatheisnearlyahundred，andthathewasasailorintheGreenlandfishingfleetwhenWaterloowasfought。

Heis，Iamafraid，averyscepticalperson，forwhenIaskedhimaboutthebellsatseaandtheWhiteLadyattheabbeyhesaidverybrusquely，“Iwouldn\'tfashmasel\'aboutthem，miss。Themthingsbeallworeout。Mind，Idon\'tsaythattheyneverwas，butIdosaythattheywasn\'tinmytime。Theybeallverywellforcomersandtrippers，an\'thelike，butnotforaniceyoungladylikeyou。

Themfeet-folksfromYorkandLeedsthatbealwayseatin\'curedherrin\'sanddrinkin\'teaan\'lookin\'outtobuycheapjetwouldcreedaught。

Iwondermasel\'who\'dbebotheredtellin\'liestothem，eventhenewspapers，whichisfulloffool-talk。“

Ithoughthewouldbeagoodpersontolearninterestingthingsfrom，soIaskedhimifhewouldmindtellingmesomethingaboutthewhalefishingintheolddays。

Hewasjustsettlinghimselftobeginwhentheclockstrucksix，whereuponhelabouredtogetup，andsaid，“Imustgangageeanwardshomenow，miss。Mygrand-daughterdoesn\'tliketobekeptwaitin\'whentheteaisready，forittakesmetimetocrammleaboonthegrees，fortherebeamanyof`em，andmiss，Ilackbelly-timbersairlybytheclock。“

Hehobbledaway，andIcouldseehimhurrying，aswellashecould，downthesteps。Thestepsareagreatfeatureontheplace。

Theyleadfromthetowntothechurch，therearehundredsofthem，Idonotknowhowmany，andtheywindupinadelicatecurve。

Theslopeissogentlethatahorsecouldeasilywalkupanddownthem。

Ithinktheymustoriginallyhavehadsomethingtodowiththeabbey。

Ishallgohometoo。Lucywentout，visitingwithhermother，andastheywereonlydutycalls，Ididnotgo。

1August——IcameuphereanhouragowithLucy，andwehadamostinterestingtalkwithmyoldfriendandthetwootherswhoalwayscomeandjoinhim。

HeisevidentlytheSirOracleofthem，andIshouldthinkmusthavebeeninhistimeamostdictatorialperson。

Hewillnotadmitanything，anddownfaceseverybody。

Ifhecan\'tout-arguethemhebulliesthem，andthentakestheirsilenceforagreementwithhisviews。

Lucywaslookingsweetlyprettyinherwhitelawnfrock。

Shehasgotabeautifulcoloursinceshehasbeenhere。

Inoticedthattheoldmendidnotloseanytimeincomingandsittingnearherwhenwesatdown。Sheissosweetwitholdpeople，Ithinktheyallfellinlovewithheronthespot。

Evenmyoldmansuccumbedanddidnotcontradicther，butgavemedoubleshareinstead。Igothimonthesubjectofthelegends，andhewentoffatonceintoasortofsermon。

Imusttrytorememberitandputitdown。

“Itbeallfool-talk，lock，stock，andbarrel，that\'swhatitbeandnowtelse。Thesebansan\'waftsan\'boh-ghostsan\'

bar-guestsan\'boglesan\'allanentthemisonlyfittosetbairnsan\'

dizzywomena\'belderin\'。Theybenowtbutair-blebs。They，an\'

allgrimsan\'signsan\'warnin\'s，beallinventedbyparsonsan\'

illsomeberk-bodiesan\'railwaytouterstoskeeran\'scunnerhafflin\'s，an\'

togetfolkstodosomethin\'thattheydon\'totherinclineto。

Itmakesmeirefultothinko\'them。Why，it\'sthemthat，notcontentwithprintin\'liesonpaperan\'preachin\'themoutofpulpits，doeswanttobecuttin\'themonthetombstones。Lookhereallaroundyouinwhatairtyewill。Allthemsteans，holdin\'uptheirheadsaswellastheycanoutoftheirpride，isacant，simplytumblin\'

downwiththeweighto\'thelieswroteonthem，`Hereliesthebody\'

or`Sacredtothememory\'wroteonallofthem，an\'yetinnighhalfofthemtherebean\'tnobodiesatall，an\'thememoriesofthembean\'tcaredapinchofsnuffabout，muchlesssacred。

Liesallofthem，nothin\'butliesofonekindoranother！

Mygog，butit\'llbeaquarescowdermentattheDayofJudgmentwhentheycometumblin\'upintheirdeath-sarks，alljoupedtogetheran\'trying\'todragtheirtombsteanswiththemtoprovehowgoodtheywas，someofthemtrimmlin\'an\'dithering，withtheirhandsthatdozzenedan\'slipperyfromlyin\'intheseathattheycan\'tevenkeeptheirgurpo\'them。“

Icouldseefromtheoldfellow\'sself-satisfiedairandthewayinwhichhelookedroundfortheapprovalofhiscroniesthathewas“showingoff，“

soIputinawordtokeephimgoing。

“Oh，Mr。Swales，youcan\'tbeserious。Surelythesetombstonesarenotallwrong？”

“Yabblins！Theremaybeapoorishfewnotwrong，savin\'wheretheymakeoutthepeopletoogood，fortherebefolkthatdothinkabalm-bowlbelikethesea，ifonlyitbetheirown。

Thewholethingbeonlylies。Nowlookyouhere。

Youcomehereastranger，an\'youseethiskirkgarth。“

Inodded，forIthoughtitbettertoassent，thoughIdidnotquiteunderstandhisdialect。Iknewithadsomethingtodowiththechurch。

Hewenton，“Andyouconsatethatallthesesteansbeaboonfolkthatbehapedhere，snodan\'snog？”Iassentedagain。

“Thenthatbejustwheretheliecomesin。Why，therebescoresoftheselaybedsthatbetoomasoldDun\'s`baccaboxonFridaynight。“

Henudgedoneofhiscompanions，andtheyalllaughed。

“And，mygog！Howcouldtheybeotherwise？Lookatthatone，theaftestabaftthebier-bank，readit！”

Iwentoverandread，“EdwardSpencelagh，mastermariner，murderedbypiratesoffthecoastofAndres，April，1854，age30。“

WhenIcamebackMr。Swaleswenton，“Whobroughthimhome，Iwonder，tohaphimhere？MurderedoffthecoastofAndres！An\'youconsatedhisbodylayunder！

Why，IcouldnameyeadozenwhoseboneslieintheGreenlandseasabove，“

hepointednorthwards，“orwherethecurrantsmayhavedriftedthem。

Therebethesteansaroundye。Yecan，withyouryoungeyes，readthesmallprintoftheliesfromhere。ThisBraithwaiteLowery，Iknewhisfather，lostintheLivelyoffGreenlandin`20，orAndrewWoodhouse，drownedinthesameseasin1777，orJohnPaxton，drownedoffCapeFarewellayearlater，oroldJohnRawlings，whosegrandfathersailedwithme，drownedintheGulfofFinlandin`50。DoyethinkthatallthesemenwillhavetomakearushtoWhitbywhenthetrumpetsounds？Ihavemeantherumsabootit！

Itellyethatwhentheygotherethey\'dbejommlin\'andjostlin\'

oneanotherthatwaythatit`udbelikeafightupontheiceintheolddays，whenwe\'dbeatoneanotherfromdaylighttodark，an\'tryin\'totieupourcutsbytheauroraborealis。“

Thiswasevidentlylocalpleasantry，fortheoldmancackledoverit，andhiscroniesjoinedinwithgusto。

“But，“Isaid，“surelyyouarenotquitecorrect，foryoustartontheassumptionthatallthepoorpeople，ortheirspirits，willhavetotaketheirtombstoneswiththemontheDayofJudgment。

Doyouthinkthatwillbereallynecessary？”

“Well，whatelsebetheytombstonesfor？Answermethat，miss！”

“Topleasetheirrelatives，Isuppose。“

“Topleasetheirrelatives，yousuppose！”Thishesaidwithintensescorn。

“Howwillitpleasuretheirrelativestoknowthatliesiswroteoverthem，andthateverybodyintheplaceknowsthattheybelies？”

Hepointedtoastoneatourfeetwhichhadbeenlaiddownasaslab，onwhichtheseatwasrested，closetotheedgeofthecliff。

“Readtheliesonthatthruff-stone，“hesaid。

TheletterswereupsidedowntomefromwhereIsat，butLucywasmoreoppositetothem，sosheleantoverandread，“SacredtothememoryofGeorgeCanon，whodied，inthehopeofagloriousresurrection，onJuly29，1873，fallingfromtherocksatKettleness。

Thistombwaserectedbyhissorrowingmothertoherdearlybelovedson。`Hewastheonlysonofhismother，andshewasawidow。\'

Really，Mr。Swales，Idon\'tseeanythingveryfunnyinthat！”

Shespokehercommentverygravelyandsomewhatseverely。

“Yedon\'tseeaughtfunny！Ha-ha！Butthat\'sbecauseyedon\'tgawmthesorrowin\'motherwasahell-catthathatedhimbecausehewasacrewk\'d，aregularlamiterhewas，an\'hehatedhersothathecommittedsuicideinorderthatshemightn\'tgetaninsurancesheputonhislife。Heblewnighthetopofhisheadoffwithanoldmusketthattheyhadforscarin\'

crowswith。`twarn\'tforcrowsthen，foritbroughttheclegsandthedowpstohim。That\'sthewayhefellofftherocks。

And，astohopesofagloriousresurrection，I\'veoftenheardhimsaymasel\'thathehopedhe\'dgotohell，forhismotherwassopiousthatshe\'dbesuretogotoheaven，an\'hedidn\'twanttoaddlewhereshewas。Nowisn\'tthatsteanatanyrate，“

hehammereditwithhisstickashespoke，“apackoflies？

Andwon\'titmakeGabrielkecklewhenGeordiecomespantin\'

utthegreeswiththetompsteanbalancedonhishump，andaskstobetookasevidence！”

Ididnotknowwhattosay，butLucyturnedtheconversationasshesaid，risingup，“Oh，whydidyoutellusofthis？

Itismyfavoriteseat，andIcannotleaveit，andnowIfindImustgoonsittingoverthegraveofasuicide。“

“Thatwon\'tharmye，mypretty，an\'itmaymakepoorGeordiegladsometohavesotrimalasssittin\'onhislap。

Thatwon\'thurtye。Why，I\'vesathereoffan\'onfornightwentyyearspast，an\'ithasn\'tdonemenoharm。

Don\'tyefashaboutthemasliesunderye，orthatdoesn\'

liethereeither！It\'llbetimeforyetobegettingscartwhenyeseethetombsteansallrunawaywith，andtheplaceasbareasastubble-field。There\'stheclock，and\'Imustgang。

Myservicetoye，ladies！”Andoffhehobbled。

LucyandIsatawhile，anditwasallsobeautifulbeforeusthatwetookhandsaswesat，andshetoldmealloveragainaboutArthurandtheircomingmarriage。

Thatmademejustalittleheart-sick，forIhaven\'theardfromJonathanforawholemonth。

Thesameday。Icameupherealone，forIamverysad。Therewasnoletterforme。IhopetherecannotbeanythingthematterwithJonathan。

Theclockhasjuststrucknine。Iseethelightsscatteredalloverthetown，sometimesinrowswherethestreetsare，andsometimessingly。

TheyrunrightuptheEskanddieawayinthecurveofthevalley。

Tomylefttheviewiscutoffbyablacklineofroofoftheoldhousenexttotheabbey。Thesheepandlambsarebleatinginthefieldsawaybehindme，andthereisaclatterofdonkeys\'hoofsupthepavedroadbelow。

Thebandonthepierisplayingaharshwaltzingoodtime，andfurtheralongthequaythereisaSalvationArmymeetinginabackstreet。

Neitherofthebandshearstheother，butuphereIhearandseethemboth。IwonderwhereJonathanisandifheisthinkingofme！

Iwishhewerehere。

DR。SEWARD\'SDIARY

5June——ThecaseofRenfieldgrowsmoreinterestingthemoreIgettounderstandtheman。Hehascertainqualitiesverylargelydeveloped，selfishness，secrecy，andpurpose。

IwishIcouldgetatwhatistheobjectofthelatter。Heseemstohavesomesettledschemeofhisown，butwhatitisIdonotknow。

Hisredeemingqualityisaloveofanimals，though，indeed，hehassuchcuriousturnsinitthatIsometimesimagineheisonlyabnormallycruel。

Hispetsareofoddsorts。

Justnowhishobbyiscatchingflies。HehasatpresentsuchaquantitythatIhavehadmyselftoexpostulate。

Tomyastonishment，hedidnotbreakoutintoafury，asIexpected，buttookthematterinsimpleseriousness。

Hethoughtforamoment，andthensaid，“MayIhavethreedays？

Ishallclearthemaway。“Ofcourse，Isaidthatwoulddo。

Imustwatchhim。

18June——Hehasturnedhismindnowtospiders，andhasgotseveralverybigfellowsinabox。Hekeepsfeedingthemhisflies，andthenumberofthelatterisbecomingsensiblydiminished，althoughhehasusedhalfhisfoodinattractingmorefliesfromoutsidetohisroom。

1July——Hisspidersarenowbecomingasgreatanuisanceashisflies，andtodayItoldhimthathemustgetridofthem。

Helookedverysadatthis，soIsaidthathemustsomeofthem，atallevents。Hecheerfullyacquiescedinthis，andIgavehimthesametimeasbeforeforreduction。

Hedisgustedmemuchwhilewithhim，forwhenahorridblowfly，bloatedwithsomecarrionfood，buzzedintotheroom，hecaughtit，helditexultantlyforafewmomentsbetweenhisfingerandthumb，andbeforeIknewwhathewasgoingtodo，putitinhismouthandateit。

Iscoldedhimforit，buthearguedquietlythatitwasverygoodandverywholesome，thatitwaslife，stronglife，andgavelifetohim。

Thisgavemeanidea，ortherudimentofone。Imustwatchhowhegetsridofhisspiders。

Hehasevidentlysomedeepprobleminhismind，forhekeepsalittlenotebookinwhichheisalwaysjottingdownsomething。

wholepagesofitarefilledwithmassesoffigures，generallysinglenumbersaddedupinbatches，andthenthetotalsaddedinbatchesagain，asthoughhewerefocussingsomeaccount，astheauditorsputit。

8July——Thereisamethodinhismadness，andtherudimentaryideainmymindisgrowing。Itwillbeawholeideasoon，andthen，oh，unconsciouscerebration，youwillhavetogivethewalltoyourconsciousbrother。

Ikeptawayfrommyfriendforafewdays，sothatImightnoticeiftherewereanychange。Thingsremainastheywereexceptthathehaspartedwithsomeofhispetsandgotanewone。

Hehasmanagedtogetasparrow，andhasalreadypartiallytamedit。

Hismeansoftamingissimple，foralreadythespidershavediminshed。

Thosethatdoremain，however，arewellfed，forhestillbringsinthefliesbytemptingthemwithhisfood。

19July——Weareprogressing。Myfriendhasnowawholecolonyofsparrows，andhisfliesandspidersarealmostobliterated。WhenIcameinherantomeandsaidhewantedtoaskmeagreatfavour，avery，verygreatfavour。

Andashespoke，hefawnedonmelikeadog。

Iaskedhimwhatitwas，andhesaid，withasortofraptureinhisvoiceandbearing，“Akitten，anice，little，sleekplayfulkitten，thatIcanplaywith，andteach，andfeed，andfeed，andfeed！”

Iwasnotunpreparedforthisrequest，forIhadnoticedhowhispetswentonincreasinginsizeandvivacity，butI

didnotcarethathisprettyfamilyoftamesparrowsshouldbewipedoutinthesamemannerasthefliesandspiders。

SoIsaidIwouldseeaboutit，andaskedhimifhewouldnotratherhaveacatthanakitten。

Hiseagernessbetrayedhimasheanswered，“Oh，yes，Iwouldlikeacat！

Ionlyaskedforakittenlestyoushouldrefusemeacat。

Noonewouldrefusemeakitten，wouldthey？”

Ishookmyhead，andsaidthatatpresentIfeareditwouldnotbepossible，butthatIwouldseeaboutit。

Hisfacefell，andIcouldseeawarningofdangerinit，fortherewasasuddenfierce，sidelonglookwhichmeantkilling。

Themanisanundevelopedhomicidalmaniac。Ishalltesthimwithhispresentcravingandseehowitwillworkout，thenIshallknowmore。

10pm——Ihavevisitedhimagainandfoundhimsittinginacornerbrooding。

WhenIcameinhethrewhimselfonhiskneesbeforemeandimploredmetolethimhaveacat，thathissalvationdependeduponit。

Iwasfirm，however，andtoldhimthathecouldnothaveit，whereuponhewentwithoutaword，andsatdown，gnawinghisfingers，inthecornerwhereIhadfoundhim。

Ishallseehiminthemorningearly。

20July——VisitedRenfieldveryearly，beforeattendantwenthisrounds。

Foundhimupandhummingatune。Hewasspreadingouthissugar，whichhehadsaved，inthewindow，andwasmanifestlybeginninghisflycatchingagain，andbeginningitcheerfullyandwithagoodgrace。

Ilookedaroundforhisbirds，andnotseeingthem，askedhimwheretheywere。

Hereplied，withoutturninground，thattheyhadallflownaway。

Therewereafewfeathersabouttheroomandonhispillowadropofblood。

Isaidnothing，butwentandtoldthekeepertoreporttomeiftherewereanythingoddabouthimduringtheday。

11am——TheattendanthasjustbeentoseemetosaythatRenfieldhasbeenverysickandhasdisgorgedawholelotoffeathers。

“Mybeliefis，doctor，“hesaid，“thathehaseatenhisbirds，andthathejusttookandatethemraw！”

11pm——IgaveRenfieldastrongopiatetonight，enoughtomakeevenhimsleep，andtookawayhispocketbooktolookatit。

Thethoughtthathasbeenbuzzingaboutmybrainlatelyiscomplete，andthetheoryproved。

Myhomicidalmaniacisofapeculiarkind。Ishallhavetoinventanewclassificationforhim，andcallhimazoophagous(life-eating)maniac。

Whathedesiresistoabsorbasmanylivesashecan，andhehaslaidhimselfouttoachieveitinacumulativeway。Hegavemanyfliestoonespiderandmanyspiderstoonebird，andthenwantedacattoeatthemanybirds。

Whatwouldhavebeenhislatersteps？

Itwouldalmostbeworthwhiletocompletetheexperiment。

Itmightbedoneiftherewereonlyasufficientcause。

Mensneeredatvivisection，andyetlookatitsresultstoday！

Whynotadvancescienceinitsmostdifficultandvitalaspect，theknowledgeofthebrain？

HadIeventhesecretofonesuchmind，didIholdthekeytothefancyofevenonelunatic，ImightadvancemyownbranchofsciencetoapitchcomparedwithwhichBurdon-Sanderson\'sphysiologyorFerrier\'sbrainknowledgewouldbeasnothing。Ifonlytherewereasufficientcause！

Imustnotthinktoomuchofthis，orImaybetempted。

Agoodcausemightturnthescalewithme，formaynotItoobeofanexceptionalbrain，congenitally？

Howwellthemanreasoned。Lunaticsalwaysdowithintheirownscope。

Iwonderathowmanyliveshevaluesaman，orifatonlyone。

Hehasclosedtheaccountmostaccurately，andtodaybegunanewrecord。

Howmanyofusbeginanewrecordwitheachdayofourlives？

Tomeitseemsonlyyesterdaythatmywholelifeendedwithmynewhope，andthattrulyIbegananewrecord。

SoitshallbeuntiltheGreatRecordersumsmeupandclosesmyledgeraccountwithabalancetoprofitorloss。

Oh，Lucy，Lucy，Icannotbeangrywithyou，norcanIbeangrywithmyfriendwhosehappinessisyours，butImustonlywaitonhopelessandwork。Work！Work！

IfIcouldhaveasstrongacauseasmypoormadfriendthere，agood，unselfishcausetomakemework，thatwouldbeindeedhappiness。

MINAMURRAY\'SJOURNAL

26July——Iamanxious，anditsoothesmetoexpressmyselfhere。

Itislikewhisperingtoone\'sselfandlisteningatthesametime。

Andthereisalsosomethingabouttheshorthandsymbolsthatmakesitdifferentfromwriting。IamunhappyaboutLucyandaboutJonathan。

IhadnotheardfromJonathanforsometime，andwasveryconcerned，butyesterdaydearMr。Hawkins，whoisalwayssokind，sentmealetterfromhim。Ihadwrittenaskinghimifhehadheard，andhesaidtheenclosedhadjustbeenreceived。ItisonlyalinedatedfromCastleDracula，andsaysthatheisjuststartingforhome。ThatisnotlikeJonathan。

Idonotunderstandit，anditmakesmeuneasy。

Then，too，Lucy，althoughsheissowell，haslatelytakentoheroldhabitofwalkinginhersleep。Hermotherhasspokentomeaboutit，andwehavedecidedthatIamtolockthedoorofourroomeverynight。

Mrs。Westenrahasgotanideathatsleep-walkersalwaysgooutonroofsofhousesandalongtheedgesofcliffsandthengetsuddenlywakenedandfalloverwithadespairingcrythatechoesallovertheplace。

Poordear，sheisnaturallyanxiousaboutLucy，andshetellsmethatherhusband，Lucy\'sfather，hadthesamehabit，thathewouldgetupinthenightanddresshimselfandgoout，ifhewerenotstopped。

Lucyistobemarriedintheautumn，andsheisalreadyplanningoutherdressesandhowherhouseistobearranged。

Isympathisewithher，forIdothesame，onlyJonathanandI

willstartinlifeinaverysimpleway，andshallhavetotrytomakebothendsmeet。

Mr。Holmwood，heistheHon。ArthurHolmwood，onlysonofLordGodalming，iscominguphereveryshortly，assoonashecanleavetown，forhisfatherisnotverywell，andIthinkdearLucyiscountingthemomentstillhecomes。

ShewantstotakehimupintheseatonthechurchyardcliffandshowhimthebeautyofWhitby。Idaresayitisthewaitingwhichdisturbsher。

Shewillbeallrightwhenhearrives。

27July——NonewsfromJonathan。Iamgettingquiteuneasyabouthim，thoughwhyIshouldIdonotknow，butIdowishthathewouldwrite，ifitwereonlyasingleline。

Lucywalksmorethanever，andeachnightIamawakenedbyhermovingabouttheroom。Fortunately，theweatherissohotthatshecannotgetcold。

Butstill，theanxietyandtheperpetuallybeingawakenedisbeginningtotellonme，andIamgettingnervousandwakefulmyself。

ThankGod，Lucy\'shealthkeepsup。Mr。HolmwoodhasbeensuddenlycalledtoRingtoseehisfather，whohasbeentakenseriouslyill。

Lucyfretsatthepostponementofseeinghim，butitdoesnottouchherlooks。Sheisatriflestouter，andhercheeksarealovelyrose-pink。Shehaslosttheanemiclookwhichshehad。

Iprayitwillalllast。

3August——Anotherweekgoneby，andnonewsfromJonathan，noteventoMr。Hawkins，fromwhomIhaveheard。Oh，Idohopeheisnotill。Hesurelywouldhavewritten。Ilookatthatlastletterofhis，butsomehowitdoesnotsatisfyme。

Itdoesnotreadlikehim，andyetitishiswriting。

Thereisnomistakeofthat。

Lucyhasnotwalkedmuchinhersleepthelastweek，butthereisanoddconcentrationaboutherwhichIdonotunderstand，eveninhersleepsheseemstobewatchingme。

Shetriesthedoor，andfindingitlocked，goesabouttheroomsearchingforthekey。

6August——Anotherthreedays，andnonews。

Thissuspenseisgettingdreadful。IfIonlyknewwheretowritetoorwheretogoto，Ishouldfeeleasier。

ButnoonehasheardawordofJonathansincethatlastletter。

ImustonlypraytoGodforpatience。

Lucyismoreexcitablethanever，butisotherwisewell。Lastnightwasverythreatening，andthefishermensaythatweareinforastorm。

Imusttrytowatchitandlearntheweathersigns。

Todayisagrayday，andthesunasIwriteishiddeninthickclouds，highoverKettleness。Everythingisgrayexceptthegreengrass，whichseemslikeemeraldamongstit，grayearthyrock，grayclouds，tingedwiththesunburstatthefaredge，hangoverthegraysea，intowhichthesandpointsstretchlikegrayfigures。Theseaistumblinginovertheshallowsandthesandyflatswitharoar，muffledinthesea-mistsdriftinginland。Thehorizonislostinagraymist。

Allvastness，thecloudsarepileduplikegiantrocks，andthereisa`brool\'overtheseathatsoundslikesomepassageofdoom。

Darkfiguresareonthebeachhereandthere，sometimeshalfshroudedinthemist，andseem`menliketreeswalking\'。Thefishingboatsareracingforhome，andriseanddipinthegroundswellastheysweepintotheharbour，bendingtothescuppers。HerecomesoldMr。Swales。

Heismakingstraightforme，andIcansee，bythewayheliftshishat，thathewantstotalk。

Ihavebeenquitetouchedbythechangeinthepooroldman。

Whenhesatdownbesideme，hesaidinaverygentleway，“Iwanttosaysomethingtoyou，miss。“

Icouldseehewasnotatease，soItookhispooroldwrinkledhandinmineandaskedhimtospeakfully。

Sohesaid，leavinghishandinmine，“I\'mafraid，mydeary，thatImusthaveshockedyoubyallthewickedthingsI\'vebeensayin\'

aboutthedead，andsuchlike，forweekspast，butIdidn\'tmeanthem，andIwantyetorememberthatwhenI\'mgone。Weaudfolksthatbedaffled，andwithonefootabaftthekrok-hooal，don\'taltogetherliketothinkofit，andwedon\'twanttofeelscartofit，andthat\'swhyI\'vetooktomakin\'lightofit，sothatI\'dcheerupmyownheartabit。

But，Lordloveye，miss，Iain\'tafraidofdyin\'，notabit，onlyI

don\'twanttodieifIcanhelpit。Mytimemustbenighathandnow，forIbeaud，andahundredyearsistoomuchforanymantoexpect。

AndI\'msonighitthattheAudManisalreadywhettin\'hisscythe。

Yesee，Ican\'tgetouto\'thehabitofcaffin\'aboutitallatonce。

Thechaftswillwagastheybeusedto。SomedaysoontheAngelofDeathwillsoundhistrumpetforme。Butdon\'tyedooalan\'greet，mydeary！”——

forhesawthatIwascrying——“ifheshouldcomethisverynightI\'dnotrefusetoanswerhiscall。Forlifebe，afterall，onlyawaitin\'

forsomethin\'elsethanwhatwe\'redoin\'，anddeathbeallthatwecanrightlydependon。ButI\'mcontent，forit\'scomin\'tome，mydeary，andcomin\'quick。Itmaybecomin\'whilewebelookin\'andwonderin\'。Maybeit\'sinthatwindoutovertheseathat\'sbringin\'withitlossandwreck，andsoredistress，andsadhearts。Look！Look！”hecriedsuddenly。

“There\'ssomethinginthatwindandinthehoastbeyontthatsounds，andlooks，andtastes，andsmellslikedeath。It\'sintheair。

Ifeelitcomin\'。Lord，makemeanswercheerful，whenmycallcomes！”

Hehelduphisarmsdevoutly，andraisedhishat。Hismouthmovedasthoughhewerepraying。Afterafewminutes\'silence，hegotup，shookhandswithme，andblessedme，andsaidgoodbye，andhobbledoff。

Italltouchedme，andupsetmeverymuch。

Iwasgladwhenthecoastguardcamealong，withhisspyglassunderhisarm。

Hestoppedtotalkwithme，ashealwaysdoes，butallthetimekeptlookingatastrangeship。

“Ican\'tmakeherout，“hesaid。“She\'saRussian，bythelookofher。

Butshe\'sknockingaboutinthequeerestway。Shedoesn\'tknowhermindabit。Sheseemstoseethestormcoming，butcan\'tdecidewhethertorunupnorthintheopen，ortoputinhere。

Lookthereagain！Sheissteeredmightystrangely，forshedoesn\'tmindthehandonthewheel，changesaboutwitheverypuffofwind。

We\'llhearmoreofherbeforethistimetomorrow。“