The Washington times., 1917-11-30
DRACULA,
OR
THE VAMPIRE
By BRAN STOKER.

haunting fear which I have had: that
this terrible affair and the reopen
ing OF his old wound might act detri-
mentally on Jonathan. I saw him
leave FOR whItby With as brave face
ssI could, but 1 was sick with appre-
hension.
The effort has. however. done him
good. lie was never so resolute.
never so strong. never SC full OF VOL
cSnic energy, as at present.
It Is just as that dear. good Prof.
Van Helsing said: he is true Dit, and
he improves under strain that, would
kill a weaker nature. He cams. back
full OF life and hope and determina-
ton; we have got everything in or
der for tonight.
THRILLED AT PROSPECT
OF HUNT FOR COUNT.
feel myself quite wild with ex-
citement- suppose one ought TO
pity any thing so hunted as is the
Count That Is just IL: this Thing Is
not human-not even beast. To read
DR.. Stewards account OF poor Lucy's
death, and what followed. is enough
to dry up the springs OF pity in ones
heart.
Later.-Lord Godalming and Mr..
Morris arrived earlier than we ex-
pected. DR.. Seward was out on busi-
ness, and had taken Jonathan with
him, so I had to see them. It was to
me a painful meeting. for II brought
back all poor dear Lucy's hopes Of
only q few months ago.
or course they had heard Lucy
speak OF me. and It seemed that DR..
Van Helsing, too, has been quite
''blowing my trumpet" as Mr.. Nor
ris expressed It. Poor fellows, neither
OF them Is aware that know all about
the proposals they made to Lucy.
They did not quite know what to say
or do. as they were ignorant OF the
amount OF my knowledge; so they
had to keep on neutral subjects.
However, I thought the matter
over, and came to the conclusion
that the best thing could do would
be to post them in affairs right up to
date. I knew from DIR. Stewards
diary that they had been at Lucy's
death-her real death-and that
need not fear to betray any secret be-
fore the time. So I told them. as
we'll as could. that I had read all
the papers and diaries. and that my
husband and /. having typewritten
them. had just finished putting them
in order. gave them each a copy to
read in the library. when Lord Co
daIming got his and turned It over
It does make a pretty good pile-he
said:
"DId you write all this, Mrs. Har-
kerr"
LORD GoDALMING
PROGRESSES TO CONFUSION.
nodded. and he went on:
81 don't quite see the drift of Il;
but you people are all s. good and
kind. and have been working so
earnestly and so energetically, that
all I can do Is to accept your ideas
blindfold and try to help you. I have
had one lesson already in accepting
facts that should make a man humble
to the last hour OF his life. Besides.
know you loved my poor Lucy"
Here he turned away and covered his
face with his hands. I could hear the
tears in his voice.
Mr.. Morris, with instructive deli |
cacy. just laid a hand for a moment |
on his shoulder. and then walked |
quietly out OF the room. ! suppose |
there Is something in woman's nature |
that makes a man free to break down |
before her and express his feelings |
on the tender or emotional side with |
out feeling 1t derogatory to his man |
hood: for when Lord Godalming founs |
himself alone with me he cat down |
on the sofa and gave way utterly and |
openly.
1 sat down beside him and took |
his hand. hope he didn't think It |
forward OF me, and that IL he ever
thinks OF It afterward he never will |
have such n thought. There / wrong |
him: know he never will-he is too /
true a gentleman. I slid to him, for
I could see that his heart was
breaking:
(TO BE COntInuer TOmOrrou)
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