The Washington times., 1917-11-09
DRACULA,
OR
THE VAMPIRE
By BRAN .STOKER.
PART oNE-Ccontinues,

FART oNE-(CoatinueA)
A he spoke he took from hls
~ pocketbook the memorandum
n which had been In Lucy's
breast, and which she had
torn in her sleep.
when you find anything OF the So
the name and address of Mrs. wes-
tenra's solicitor and had written to
him tonighe For me, watch here In
the rooT. and in Miss Lucy's old room
all mig b and I myself search for
what ma -. 1t is not welIthat her
very thoughts 60 into the hands OF
strangers"
Invent on with my part Of the work,
and in another half-hour had found
the name and address OF Mrs, weste-
nra's solicitor Rnr had written to
him. All the poor lady's papers were
in order; explicit directions regarding
the place of burial were given. had
hardly sealed the letter, when, to my
surprise, Van Helsing walked into the
room, saying:
Can help you. friend John? am
free, and IL ! may, my service Is to
you"
Have you got what you looked
forT' asked, to which he replied: =
'T did not look for any specific
thing. ] only hoped to find. and find
I have, all that there was-Only some
letters and a few memoranda, and 4
diary new begun. But have them
here. and we shall for the present say
nothing OF them shall see thst poor
lad tomorrow evening, and, with his
sanction, I shall use some"
When we had finished the work
In hand, he said to me:
And now, friend John. / think we
may to bed. We want sleep. both you
and !, and rest to recuperate. Tomor-
row we shall have much to do, but for
the tonight there is no need OF US.
Alas"
Before turning In we went to look
at poor Lucy. The undertaken had
certainly done his work well. for the
room was turned into a small chRpelle
Ardsnte. There was a wilderness OF
beautiful white flowers. and death
was made as little repulsive as might
be. The end OF the winding sheet was
laid over the face; when the professor
bent over and turned It gently back.
we both started at the beauty before
US. the tall wax Candles showing a
sufficient light to note 1t well.
All Lucy's loveliness had come back
70 her in death, and the hours that
had passed, instead of leaving traces
" decays effacing fingers had but
-estoTed the beauty of life, till posi-
lively / could not believe my eyes
hat was looking at a corpse.
THE DEATH CHAMBER
8 DBCkED wTTH GARLIC.
The professor looked sternly grave.
had not loTeo her as l had, and
there was no need for tears in his
syes- He SAID to me: Remain till I
RETURN and left the room He came
back with q handful of wild garlic
from the box waiting in the hall. but
which had not been opened. and placed
he flowers amongst the others on and
around the he'd Then he took from
his neck inside his collar, a little gold
crucifix. and placed it over the mouth
He restored the sheet to its place,
and we came away.
/ was undressing in my own room.
when, with a premonitory tap at the
door, he entered, and at once began to
speak:
Tomorrow I want you to bring me.
before night. a set OF post-mortsm
kniVsA"
Must we make an autopsy" /
asked
yes and no. want to operate. but
not as you think Let me tell you
now. but not word to another. /
want to cut OF her head and take out
her heart All. you a surgeon, and so
shocked. You. whom ] have seen
with no tremble OF hand or heart. do
operations of life and death that
make the rest shudder. oh, but
must no forget. my dear friend John.
that you loved her: and I have not
forgotten It. for 1t is that shall
operate. and you must only help.
II would like to do It tonight. but
for Arthur I must not: ne will be
free after his fathers funeral tomor-
row, and he will want to see her-to
see f. Then. when she is coffined