The Washington times., 1917-11-28
DRACULA,
OR
THE VAMPIRE
By BRAN STOKER.

She looked sweetly pretty. but
very sad. and her eyes were flushed
with crying. This somehow moved
me much. OF late I have had cause
for tears, God knows; but the relief Of
them was denied me: and now the
sight Of those sweet eyes, frightened
with recent tears, went straight &c
my heart So I said as gently as =
could:
II greatly fear I have distressed
you"
"oh no. not distressed me-" she re-
piled, but have been more touched
than I can say by your grief. That Is
= wonderful machine, but It is cruelty
true. It told me. in its very tones, the
anguish OF your heart. It was like
q soul crying out to almighty
God. No one must hear them
spoken ever again! See, have
tried to be useful. have copied
out the words on my typewriter. and
none other need now hear your heart
beat, as I did"
"No one need ever know, shall ever
know" 1 said in a low voice. She
laid her hand on mine and said very
gravely:
"Ah, but they must"
+Mustl But why2" i asked.
because II Il a part or the terrible
story, q part OF poor dear Lucy's death
and all that led 20 Il: because in the.
struggle which we have before Us to
rid the earth OF this terrible monster
we must have all the knowledge and
all the help which we can get
RECORDS DISCLOSE LIGHT
ON DARK MYSTERY.
II think that the cylinders which
you gave me contained more than you
intended me TO know; but I can see
that there are in your record many
lights to this dark mystery. You will
let me help, will you not? I know all
up to a certain point; and see al
ready, though your diary only took
me to September. how poor Lucy
was beset, and how her terrible doom
was being wrought out Jonathan
and I have been working day and
night since Prof. Van Helsing saw us-
"He Is gone to Whitby to get poro
Information. and he will be here to
morrow to help US. We need have no
secrets amongst US: working together
and with absolute trust, we can surely
be stronger than IL some OF US were
in the dark" She looked at me so
appealingly, and at the same time
manifested such courage and reso-
luton in her bearing, that I gave
in at once to her wishes. you shall"
I said, do as you like in the matter.
God forgive me II I do wrong, There
are terrible things YET to learn Of;
but II you have so far Travelled on the
road to poor Lucy's death, you will
not be content, 1 know, to remain in
the dark. Nay, the end-the very
end-may give you a CLEAN Of peace
Come, there Is dinner. We must keep
one another strong for what Il before
US: we have a cruel and dreadful task.
When you have eaten you shall learn
the rest, and I shall answer any ques-
tions you ask-if there be anything
which you do not understand, though
1t was apparent to Us who were
present"
NINA HARKER's JOURNAL.
20 September.-After dinner came
with DR., Seward to his study. He
brought back the phonograph from
my room, and I took my typewriter.
He placed me In q comfortable chair,
and arranged the phonograph SO that
I could touch 1t without getting up,
and showed me how to stop Il IN case
1 should want to pause. Then he very
thoughtfully took chair, with his
back to me, so that might be as free
as possible, and began to read. put
the forked metal to my ears and
listened
SHOCKED BY RECITAL OF
UNEARTHLY STORY.
When the terrible story Of Luey'B
death, and-snd all that followed,
was done, lay back In my chair
powerless. When DR.. Seward saw ne
he Jumped up with . horTined en-
clamation, and hurriedly taking Q
from q cupboard, gave ne
some brandy, which In . few minutes
somewhat restored me.
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