Dracula by bram stoker

The Project Gutenberg EBook of Dracula, by Bram Stoker This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.net Title: Dracula Author: Bram Stoker Release Date: May 9, 2008 [EBook #345] [This file last updated April 30, 2011] Language: English *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK DRACULA *** DRACULA A Mystery Story by Bram Stoker 1897 edition How these papers have been placed in sequence will be made manifest in the reading of them All needless matters have been eliminated, so that a history almost at variance with the possibilities of latter-day belief may stand forth as simple fact There is throughout no statement of past things wherein memory may err, for all the records chosen are exactly contemporary, given from the standpoints and within the range of knowledge of those who made them TABLE OF CONTENTS CHAPTER Jonathan Harker's Journal Jonathan Harker's Journal Jonathan Harker's Journal Jonathan Harker's Journal Letter From Miss Mina Murray To Miss Lucy Westenra Mina Murray's Journal Cutting From "The Dailygraph", August Mina Murray's Journal Letter, Mina Harker To Lucy Westenra 10 Letter, Dr Seward To Hon Arthur Holmwood 11 Lucy Westenra's Diary 12 Dr Seward's Diary 13 Dr Seward's Diary 14 Mina Harker's Journal 15 Dr Seward's Diary 16 Dr Seward's Diary 17 Dr Seward's Diary 18 Dr Seward's Diary 19 Jonathan Harker's Journal 20 Jonathan Harker's Journal 21 Dr Seward's Diary 22 Jonathan Harker's Journal 23 Dr Seward's Diary 24 Dr Seward's Phonograph Diary 25 Dr Seward's Diary 26 Dr Seward's Diary 27 Mina Harker's Journal CHAPTER Jonathan Harker's Journal (Kept in shorthand) May Bistritz. Left Munich at 8:35 P.M., on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at 6:46, but train was an hour late Buda-Pesth seems a wonderful place, from the glimpse which I got of it from the train and the little I could walk through the streets I feared to go very far from the station, as we had arrived late and would start as near the correct time as possible The impression I had was that we were leaving the West and entering the East; the most western of splendid bridges over the Danube, which is here of noble width and depth, took us among the traditions of Turkish rule We left in pretty good time, and came after nightfall to Klausenburgh Here I stopped for the night at the Hotel Royale I had for dinner, or rather supper, a chicken done up some way with red pepper, which was very good but thirsty (Mem get recipe for Mina.) I asked the waiter, and he said it was called "paprika hendl," and that, as it was a national dish, I should be able to get it anywhere along the Carpathians I found my smattering of German very useful here, indeed, I don't know how I should be able to get on without it Having had some time at my disposal when in London, I had visited the British Museum, and made search among the books and maps in the library regarding Transylvania; it had struck me that some foreknowledge of the country could hardly fail to have some importance in dealing with a nobleman of that country I find that the district he named is in the extreme east of the country, just on the borders of three states, Transylvania, Moldavia, and Bukovina, in the midst of the Carpathian mountains; one of the wildest and least known portions of Europe I was not able to light on any map or work giving the exact locality of the Castle Dracula, as there are no maps of this country as yet to compare with our own Ordnance Survey Maps; but I found that Bistritz, the post town named by Count Dracula, is a fairly well-known place I shall enter here some of my notes, as they may refresh my memory when I talk over my travels with Mina In the population of Transylvania there are four distinct nationalities: Saxons in the South, and mixed with them the Wallachs, who are the descendants of the Dacians; Magyars in the West, and Szekelys in the East and North I am going among the latter, who claim to be descended from Attila and the Huns This may be so, for when the Magyars conquered the country in the eleventh century they found the Huns settled in it I read that every known superstition in the world is gathered into the horseshoe of the Carpathians, as if it were the centre of some sort of imaginative whirlpool; if so my stay may be very interesting (Mem., I must ask the Count all about them.) I did not sleep well, though my bed was comfortable enough, for I had all sorts of queer dreams There was a dog howling all night under my window, which may have had something to with it; or it may have been the paprika, for I had to drink up all the water in my carafe, and was still thirsty Towards morning I slept and was wakened by the continuous knocking at my door, so I guess I must have been sleeping soundly then I had for breakfast more paprika, and a sort of porridge of maize flour which they said was "mamaliga", and egg-plant stuffed with forcemeat, a very excellent dish, which they call "impletata" (Mem., get recipe for this also.) I had to hurry breakfast, for the train started a little before eight, or rather it ought to have done so, for after rushing to the station at 7:30 I had to sit in the carriage for more than an hour before we began to move It seems to me that the further east you go the more unpunctual are the trains What ought they to be in China? All day long we seemed to dawdle through a country which was full of beauty of every kind Sometimes we saw little towns or castles on the top of steep hills such as we see in old missals; sometimes we ran by rivers and streams which seemed from the wide stony margin on each side of them to be subject to great floods It takes a lot of water, and running strong, to sweep the outside edge of a river clear At every station there were groups of people, sometimes crowds, and in all sorts of attire Some of them were just like the peasants at home or those I saw coming through France and Germany, with short jackets, and round hats, and home-made trousers; but others were very picturesque The women looked pretty, except when you got near them, but they were very clumsy about the waist They had all full white sleeves of some kind or other, and most of them had big belts with a lot of strips of something fluttering from them like the dresses in a ballet, but of course there were petticoats under them The strangest figures we saw were the Slovaks, who were more barbarian than the rest, with their big cow-boy hats, great baggy dirty-white trousers, white linen shirts, and enormous heavy leather belts, nearly a foot wide, all studded over with brass nails They wore high boots, with their trousers tucked into them, and had long black hair and heavy black moustaches They are very picturesque, but not look prepossessing On the stage they would be set down at once as some old Oriental band of brigands They are, however, I am told, very harmless and rather wanting in natural self-assertion It was on the dark side of twilight when we got to Bistritz, which is a very interesting old place Being practically on the frontier for the Borgo Pass leads from it into Bukovina it has had a very stormy existence, and it certainly shows marks of it Fifty years ago a series of great fires took place, which made terrible havoc on five separate occasions At the very beginning of the seventeenth century it underwent a siege of three weeks and lost 13,000 people, the casualties of war proper being assisted by famine and disease Count Dracula had directed me to go to the Golden Krone Hotel, which I found, to my great delight, to be thoroughly old-fashioned, for of course I wanted to see all I could of the ways of the country I was evidently expected, for when I got near the door I faced a cheery-looking elderly woman in the usual peasant dress white undergarment with a long double apron, front, and back, of coloured stuff fitting almost too tight for modesty When I came close she bowed and said, "The Herr Englishman?" "Yes," I said, "Jonathan Harker." She smiled, and gave some message to an elderly man in white shirtsleeves, who had followed her to the door He went, but immediately returned with a letter: "My friend. Welcome to the Carpathians I am anxiously expecting you Sleep well tonight At three tomorrow the diligence will start for Bukovina; a place on it is kept for you At the Borgo Pass my carriage will await you and will bring you to me I trust that your journey from London has been a happy one, and that you will enjoy your stay in my beautiful land. Your friend, Dracula." May I found that my landlord had got a letter from the Count, directing him to secure the best place on the coach for me; but on making inquiries as to details he seemed somewhat reticent, and pretended that he could not understand my German This could not be true, because up to then he had understood it perfectly; at least, he answered my questions exactly as if he did He and his wife, the old lady who had received me, looked at each other in a frightened sort of way He mumbled out that the money had been sent in a letter, and that was all he knew When I asked him if he knew Count Dracula, and could tell me anything of his castle, both he and his wife crossed themselves, and, saying that they knew nothing at all, simply refused to speak further It was so near the time of starting that I had no time to ask anyone else, for it was all very mysterious and not by any means comforting Just before I was leaving, the old lady came up to my room and said in a hysterical way: "Must you go? Oh! Young Herr, must you go?" She was in such an excited state that she seemed to have lost her grip of what German she knew, and mixed it all up with some other language which I did not know at all I was just able to follow her by asking many questions When I told her that I must go at once, and that I was engaged on important business, she asked again: "Do you know what day it is?" I answered that it was the fourth of May She shook her head as she said again: "Oh, yes! I know that! I know that, but you know what day it is?" On my saying that I did not understand, she went on: "It is the eve of St George's Day Do you not know that tonight, when the clock strikes midnight, all the evil things in the world will have full sway? Do you know where you are going, and what you are going to?" She was in such evident distress that I tried to comfort her, but without effect Finally, she went down on her knees and implored me not to go; at least to wait a day or two before starting It was all very ridiculous but I did not feel comfortable However, there was business to be done, and I could allow nothing to interfere with it I tried to raise her up, and said, as gravely as I could, that I thanked her, but my duty was imperative, and that I must go She then rose and dried her eyes, and taking a crucifix from her neck offered it to me I did not know what to do, for, as an English Churchman, I have been taught to regard such things as in some measure idolatrous, and yet it seemed so ungracious to refuse an old lady meaning so well and in such a state of mind She saw, I suppose, the doubt in my face, for she put the rosary round my neck and said, "For your mother's sake," and went out of the room I am writing up this part of the diary whilst I am waiting for the coach, which is, of course, late; and the crucifix is still round my neck Whether it is the old lady's fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual If this book should ever reach Mina before I do, let it bring my goodbye Here comes the coach! May The Castle. The gray of the morning has passed, and the sun is high over the distant horizon, which seems jagged, whether with trees or hills I know not, for it is so far off that big things and little are mixed I am not sleepy, and, as I am not to be called till I awake, naturally I write till sleep comes There are many odd things to put down, and, lest who reads them may fancy that I dined too well before I left Bistritz, let me put down my dinner exactly I dined on what they called "robber steak" bits of bacon, onion, and beef, seasoned with red pepper, and strung on sticks, and roasted over the fire, in simple style of the London cat's meat! The wine was Golden Mediasch, which produces a queer sting on the tongue, which is, however, not disagreeable I had only a couple of glasses of this, and nothing else When I got on the coach, the driver had not taken his seat, and I saw him talking to the landlady They were evidently talking of me, for every now and then they looked at me, and some of the people who were sitting on the bench outside the door came and listened, and then looked at me, most of them pityingly I could hear a lot of words often repeated, queer words, for there were many nationalities in the crowd, so I quietly got my polyglot dictionary from my bag and looked them out I must say they were not cheering to me, for amongst them were "Ordog" Satan, "Pokol" hell, "stregoica" witch, "vrolok" and "vlkoslak" both mean the same thing, one being Slovak and the other Servian for something that is either werewolf or vampire (Mem., I must ask the Count about these superstitions.) When we started, the crowd round the inn door, which had by this time swelled to a considerable size, all made the sign of the cross and pointed two fingers towards me With some difficulty, I got a fellow passenger to tell me what they meant He would not answer at first, but on learning that I was English, he explained that it was a charm or guard against the evil eye This was not very pleasant for me, just starting for an unknown place to meet an unknown man But everyone seemed so kind-hearted, and so sorrowful, and so sympathetic that I could not but be touched I shall never forget the last glimpse which I had of the inn yard and its crowd of picturesque figures, all crossing themselves, as they stood round the wide archway, with its background of rich foliage of oleander and orange trees in green tubs clustered in the centre of the yard Then our driver, whose wide linen drawers covered the whole front of the boxseat, "gotza" they call them cracked his big whip over his four small horses, which ran abreast, and we set off on our journey I soon lost sight and recollection of ghostly fears in the beauty of the scene as we drove along, although had I known the language, or rather languages, which my fellow-passengers were speaking, I might not have been able to throw them off so easily Before us lay a green sloping land full of forests and woods, with here and there steep hills, crowned with clumps of trees or with farmhouses, the blank gable end to the road There was everywhere a bewildering mass of fruit blossom apple, plum, pear, cherry And as we drove by I could see the green grass under the trees spangled with the fallen petals In and out amongst these green hills of what they call here the "Mittel Land" ran the road, losing itself as it swept round the grassy curve, or was shut out by the straggling ends of pine woods, which here and there ran down the hillsides like tongues of flame The road was rugged, but still we seemed to fly over it with a feverish haste I could not understand then what the haste meant, but the driver was evidently bent on losing no time in reaching Borgo Prund I was told that this road is in summertime excellent, but that it had not yet been put in order after the winter snows In this respect it is different from the general run of roads in the Carpathians, for it is an old tradition that they are not to be kept in too good order Of old the Hospadars would not repair them, lest the Turk should think that they were preparing to bring in foreign troops, and so hasten the war which was always really at loading point Beyond the green swelling hills of the Mittel Land rose mighty slopes of forest up to the lofty steeps of the Carpathians themselves Right and left of us they towered, with the afternoon sun falling full upon them and bringing out all the glorious colours of this beautiful range, deep blue and purple in the shadows of the peaks, green and brown where grass and rock mingled, and an endless perspective of jagged rock and pointed crags, till these were themselves lost in the distance, where the snowy peaks rose grandly Here and there seemed mighty rifts in the mountains, through which, as the sun began to sink, we saw now and again the white gleam of falling water One of my companions touched my arm as we swept round the base of a hill and opened up the lofty, snow-covered peak of a mountain, which seemed, as we wound on our serpentine way, to be right before us "Look! Isten szek!" "God's seat!" and he crossed himself reverently As we wound on our endless way, and the sun sank lower and lower behind us, the shadows of the evening began to creep round us This was emphasized by the fact that the snowy mountain-top still held the sunset, and seemed to glow out with a delicate cool pink Here and there we passed Cszeks and slovaks, all in picturesque attire, but I noticed that goitre was painfully prevalent By the roadside were many crosses, and as we swept by, my companions all crossed themselves Here and there was a peasant man or woman kneeling before a shrine, who did not even turn round as we approached, but seemed in the self-surrender of devotion to have neither eyes nor ears for the outer world There were many things new to me For instance, hay-ricks in the trees, and here and there very beautiful masses of weeping birch, their white stems shining like silver through the delicate green of the leaves Now and again we passed a leiter-wagon the ordinary peasants's cart with its long, snakelike vertebra, calculated to suit the inequalities of the road On this were sure to be seated quite a group of homecoming peasants, the Cszeks with their white, and the Slovaks with their coloured sheepskins, the latter carrying lance-fashion their long staves, with axe at end As the evening fell it began to get very cold, and the growing twilight seemed to merge into one dark mistiness the gloom of the trees, oak, beech, and pine, though in the valleys which ran deep between the spurs of the hills, as we ascended through the Pass, the dark firs stood out here and there against the background of late-lying snow Sometimes, as the road was cut through the pine woods that seemed in the darkness to be closing down upon us, great masses of greyness which here and there bestrewed the trees, produced a peculiarly weird and solemn effect, which carried on the thoughts and grim fancies engendered earlier in the evening, when the falling sunset threw into strange relief the ghost-like clouds which amongst the Carpathians seem to wind ceaselessly through the valleys Sometimes the hills were so steep that, despite our driver's haste, the horses could only go slowly I wished to get down and walk up them, as we at home, but the driver would not hear of it "No, no," he said "You must not walk here The dogs are too fierce." And then he added, with what he evidently meant for grim pleasantry-for he looked round to catch the approving smile of the rest "And you may have enough of such I turned to her, and looking in her eyes said, "But you? It is for you that I fear!" Whereat she laughed, a laugh low and unreal, and said, "Fear for me! Why fear for me? None safer in all the world from them than I am," and as I wondered at the meaning of her words, a puff of wind made the flame leap up, and I see the red scar on her forehead Then, alas! I knew Did I not, I would soon have learned, for the wheeling figures of mist and snow came closer, but keeping ever without the Holy circle Then they began to materialize till, if God have not taken away my reason, for I saw it through my eyes There were before me in actual flesh the same three women that Jonathan saw in the room, when they would have kissed his throat I knew the swaying round forms, the bright hard eyes, the white teeth, the ruddy colour, the voluptuous lips They smiled ever at poor dear Madam Mina And as their laugh came through the silence of the night, they twined their arms and pointed to her, and said in those so sweet tingling tones that Jonathan said were of the intolerable sweetness of the water glasses, "Come, sister Come to us Come!" In fear I turned to my poor Madam Mina, and my heart with gladness leapt like flame For oh! the terror in her sweet eyes, the repulsion, the horror, told a story to my heart that was all of hope God be thanked she was not, yet, of them I seized some of the firewood which was by me, and holding out some of the Wafer, advanced on them towards the fire They drew back before me, and laughed their low horrid laugh I fed the fire, and feared them not For I knew that we were safe within the ring, which she could not leave no more than they could enter The horses had ceased to moan, and lay still on the ground The snow fell on them softly, and they grew whiter I knew that there was for the poor beasts no more of terror And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again At the first coming of the dawn the horrid figures melted in the whirling mist and snow The wreaths of transparent gloom moved away towards the castle, and were lost Instinctively, with the dawn coming, I turned to Madam Mina, intending to hypnotize her But she lay in a deep and sudden sleep, from which I could not wake her I tried to hypnotize through her sleep, but she made no response, none at all, and the day broke I fear yet to stir I have made my fire and have seen the horses, they are all dead Today I have much to here, and I keep waiting till the sun is up high For there may be places where I must go, where that sunlight, though snow and mist obscure it, will be to me a safety I will strengthen me with breakfast, and then I will my terrible work Madam Mina still sleeps, and God be thanked! She is calm in her sleep… JONATHAN HARKER'S JOURNAL November, evening. The accident to the launch has been a terrible thing for us Only for it we should have overtaken the boat long ago, and by now my dear Mina would have been free I fear to think of her, off on the wolds near that horrid place We have got horses, and we follow on the track I note this whilst Godalming is getting ready We have our arms The Szgany must look out if they mean to fight Oh, if only Morris and Seward were with us We must only hope! If I write no more Goodby Mina! God bless and keep you DR SEWARD'S DIARY November. With the dawn we saw the body of Szgany before us dashing away from the river with their leiter wagon They surrounded it in a cluster, and hurried along as though beset The snow is falling lightly and there is a strange excitement in the air It may be our own feelings, but the depression is strange Far off I hear the howling of wolves The snow brings them down from the mountains, and there are dangers to all of us, and from all sides The horses are nearly ready, and we are soon off We ride to death of some one God alone knows who, or where, or what, or when, or how it may be… DR VAN HELSING'S MEMORANDUM November, afternoon. I am at least sane Thank God for that mercy at all events, though the proving it has been dreadful When I left Madam Mina sleeping within the Holy circle, I took my way to the castle The blacksmith hammer which I took in the carriage from Veresti was useful, though the doors were all open I broke them off the rusty hinges, lest some ill intent or ill chance should close them, so that being entered I might not get out Jonathan's bitter experience served me here By memory of his diary I found my way to the old chapel, for I knew that here my work lay The air was oppressive It seemed as if there was some sulphurous fume, which at times made me dizzy Either there was a roaring in my ears or I heard afar off the howl of wolves Then I bethought me of my dear Madam Mina, and I was in terrible plight The dilemma had me between his horns Her, I had not dare to take into this place, but left safe from the Vampire in that Holy circle And yet even there would be the wolf! I resolve me that my work lay here, and that as to the wolves we must submit, if it were God's will At any rate it was only death and freedom beyond So did I choose for her Had it but been for myself the choice had been easy, the maw of the wolf were better to rest in than the grave of the Vampire! So I make my choice to go on with my work I knew that there were at least three graves to find, graves that are inhabit So I search, and search, and I find one of them She lay in her Vampire sleep, so full of life and voluptuous beauty that I shudder as though I have come to murder Ah, I doubt not that in the old time, when such things were, many a man who set forth to such a task as mine, found at the last his heart fail him, and then his nerve So he delay, and delay, and delay, till the mere beauty and the fascination of the wanton Undead have hypnotize him And he remain on and on, till sunset come, and the Vampire sleep be over Then the beautiful eyes of the fair woman open and look love, and the voluptuous mouth present to a kiss, and the man is weak And there remain one more victim in the Vampire fold One more to swell the grim and grisly ranks of the Undead!… There is some fascination, surely, when I am moved by the mere presence of such an one, even lying as she lay in a tomb fretted with age and heavy with the dust of centuries, though there be that horrid odour such as the lairs of the Count have had Yes, I was moved I, Van Helsing, with all my purpose and with my motive for hate I was moved to a yearning for delay which seemed to paralyze my faculties and to clog my very soul It may have been that the need of natural sleep, and the strange oppression of the air were beginning to overcome me Certain it was that I was lapsing into sleep, the open eyed sleep of one who yields to a sweet fascination, when there came through the snow-stilled air a long, low wail, so full of woe and pity that it woke me like the sound of a clarion For it was the voice of my dear Madam Mina that I heard Then I braced myself again to my horrid task, and found by wrenching away tomb tops one other of the sisters, the other dark one I dared not pause to look on her as I had on her sister, lest once more I should begin to be enthrall But I go on searching until, presently, I find in a high great tomb as if made to one much beloved that other fair sister which, like Jonathan I had seen to gather herself out of the atoms of the mist She was so fair to look on, so radiantly beautiful, so exquisitely voluptuous, that the very instinct of man in me, which calls some of my sex to love and to protect one of hers, made my head whirl with new emotion But God be thanked, that soul wail of my dear Madam Mina had not died out of my ears And, before the spell could be wrought further upon me, I had nerved myself to my wild work By this time I had searched all the tombs in the chapel, so far as I could tell And as there had been only three of these Undead phantoms around us in the night, I took it that there were no more of active Undead existent There was one great tomb more lordly than all the rest Huge it was, and nobly proportioned On it was but one word DRACULA This then was the Undead home of the King Vampire, to whom so many more were due Its emptiness spoke eloquent to make certain what I knew Before I began to restore these women to their dead selves through my awful work, I laid in Dracula's tomb some of the Wafer, and so banished him from it, Undead, for ever Then began my terrible task, and I dreaded it Had it been but one, it had been easy, comparative But three! To begin twice more after I had been through a deed of horror For it was terrible with the sweet Miss Lucy, what would it not be with these strange ones who had survived through centuries, and who had been strengthened by the passing of the years Who would, if they could, have fought for their foul lives… Oh, my friend John, but it was butcher work Had I not been nerved by thoughts of other dead, and of the living over whom such a pall of fear, I could not have gone on I tremble and tremble even yet, though till all was over, God be thanked, my nerve did stand Had I not seen the repose in the first place, and the gladness that stole over it just ere the final dissolution came, as realization that the soul had been won, I could not have gone further with my butchery I could not have endured the horrid screeching as the stake drove home, the plunging of writhing form, and lips of bloody foam I should have fled in terror and left my work undone But it is over! And the poor souls, I can pity them now and weep, as I think of them placid each in her full sleep of death for a short moment ere fading For, friend John, hardly had my knife severed the head of each, before the whole body began to melt away and crumble into its native dust, as though the death that should have come centuries ago had at last assert himself and say at once and loud, "I am here!" Before I left the castle I so fixed its entrances that never more can the Count enter there Undead When I stepped into the circle where Madam Mina slept, she woke from her sleep and, seeing me, cried out in pain that I had endured too much "Come!" she said, "come away from this awful place! Let us go to meet my husband who is, I know, coming towards us." She was looking thin and pale and weak But her eyes were pure and glowed with fervour I was glad to see her paleness and her illness, for my mind was full of the fresh horror of that ruddy vampire sleep And so with trust and hope, and yet full of fear, we go eastward to meet our friends, and him, whom Madam Mina tell me that she know are coming to meet us MINA HARKER'S JOURNAL November. It was late in the afternoon when the Professor and I took our way towards the east whence I knew Jonathan was coming We did not go fast, though the way was steeply downhill, for we had to take heavy rugs and wraps with us We dared not face the possibility of being left without warmth in the cold and the snow We had to take some of our provisions too, for we were in a perfect desolation, and so far as we could see through the snowfall, there was not even the sign of habitation When we had gone about a mile, I was tired with the heavy walking and sat down to rest Then we looked back and saw where the clear line of Dracula's castle cut the sky For we were so deep under the hill whereon it was set that the angle of perspective of the Carpathian mountains was far below it We saw it in all its grandeur, perched a thousand feet on the summit of a sheer precipice, and with seemingly a great gap between it and the steep of the adjacent mountain on any side There was something wild and uncanny about the place We could hear the distant howling of wolves They were far off, but the sound, even though coming muffled through the deadening snowfall, was full of terror I knew from the way Dr Van Helsing was searching about that he was trying to seek some strategic point, where we would be less exposed in case of attack The rough roadway still led downwards We could trace it through the drifted snow In a little while the Professor signalled to me, so I got up and joined him He had found a wonderful spot, a sort of natural hollow in a rock, with an entrance like a doorway between two boulders He took me by the hand and drew me in "See!" he said, "here you will be in shelter And if the wolves come I can meet them one by one." He brought in our furs, and made a snug nest for me, and got out some provisions and forced them upon me But I could not eat, to even try to so was repulsive to me, and much as I would have liked to please him, I could not bring myself to the attempt He looked very sad, but did not reproach me Taking his field glasses from the case, he stood on the top of the rock, and began to search the horizon Suddenly he called out, "Look! Madam Mina, look! Look!" I sprang up and stood beside him on the rock He handed me his glasses and pointed The snow was now falling more heavily, and swirled about fiercely, for a high wind was beginning to blow However, there were times when there were pauses between the snow flurries and I could see a long way round From the height where we were it was possible to see a great distance And far off, beyond the white waste of snow, I could see the river lying like a black ribbon in kinks and curls as it wound its way Straight in front of us and not far off, in fact so near that I wondered we had not noticed before, came a group of mounted men hurrying along In the midst of them was a cart, a long leiter wagon which swept from side to side, like a dog's tail wagging, with each stern inequality of the road Outlined against the snow as they were, I could see from the men's clothes that they were peasants or gypsies of some kind On the cart was a great square chest My heart leaped as I saw it, for I felt that the end was coming The evening was now drawing close, and well I knew that at sunset the Thing, which was till then imprisoned there, would take new freedom and could in any of many forms elude pursuit In fear I turned to the Professor To my consternation, however, he was not there An instant later, I saw him below me Round the rock he had drawn a circle, such as we had found shelter in last night When he had completed it he stood beside me again saying, "At least you shall be safe here from him!" He took the glasses from me, and at the next lull of the snow swept the whole space below us "See," he said, "they come quickly They are flogging the horses, and galloping as hard as they can." He paused and went on in a hollow voice, "They are racing for the sunset We may be too late God's will be done!" Down came another blinding rush of driving snow, and the whole landscape was blotted out It soon passed, however, and once more his glasses were fixed on the plain Then came a sudden cry, "Look! Look! Look! See, two horsemen follow fast, coming up from the south It must be Quincey and John Take the glass Look before the snow blots it all out!" I took it and looked The two men might be Dr Seward and Mr Morris I knew at all events that neither of them was Jonathan At the same time I knew that Jonathan was not far off Looking around I saw on the north side of the coming party two other men, riding at breakneck speed One of them I knew was Jonathan, and the other I took, of course, to be Lord Godalming They too, were pursuing the party with the cart When I told the Professor he shouted in glee like a schoolboy, and after looking intently till a snow fall made sight impossible, he laid his Winchester rifle ready for use against the boulder at the opening of our shelter "They are all converging," he said "When the time comes we shall have gypsies on all sides." I got out my revolver ready to hand, for whilst we were speaking the howling of wolves came louder and closer When the snow storm abated a moment we looked again It was strange to see the snow falling in such heavy flakes close to us, and beyond, the sun shining more and more brightly as it sank down towards the far mountain tops Sweeping the glass all around us I could see here and there dots moving singly and in twos and threes and larger numbers The wolves were gathering for their prey Every instant seemed an age whilst we waited The wind came now in fierce bursts, and the snow was driven with fury as it swept upon us in circling eddies At times we could not see an arm's length before us But at others, as the hollow sounding wind swept by us, it seemed to clear the air space around us so that we could see afar off We had of late been so accustomed to watch for sunrise and sunset, that we knew with fair accuracy when it would be And we knew that before long the sun would set It was hard to believe that by our watches it was less than an hour that we waited in that rocky shelter before the various bodies began to converge close upon us The wind came now with fiercer and more bitter sweeps, and more steadily from the north It seemingly had driven the snow clouds from us, for with only occasional bursts, the snow fell We could distinguish clearly the individuals of each party, the pursued and the pursuers Strangely enough those pursued did not seem to realize, or at least to care, that they were pursued They seemed, however, to hasten with redoubled speed as the sun dropped lower and lower on the mountain tops Closer and closer they drew The Professor and I crouched down behind our rock, and held our weapons ready I could see that he was determined that they should not pass One and all were quite unaware of our presence All at once two voices shouted out to "Halt!" One was my Jonathan's, raised in a high key of passion The other Mr Morris' strong resolute tone of quiet command The gypsies may not have known the language, but there was no mistaking the tone, in whatever tongue the words were spoken Instinctively they reined in, and at the instant Lord Godalming and Jonathan dashed up at one side and Dr Seward and Mr Morris on the other The leader of the gypsies, a splendid looking fellow who sat his horse like a centaur, waved them back, and in a fierce voice gave to his companions some word to proceed They lashed the horses which sprang forward But the four men raised their Winchester rifles, and in an unmistakable way commanded them to stop At the same moment Dr Van Helsing and I rose behind the rock and pointed our weapons at them Seeing that they were surrounded the men tightened their reins and drew up The leader turned to them and gave a word at which every man of the gypsy party drew what weapon he carried, knife or pistol, and held himself in readiness to attack Issue was joined in an instant The leader, with a quick movement of his rein, threw his horse out in front, and pointed first to the sun, now close down on the hill tops, and then to the castle, said something which I did not understand For answer, all four men of our party threw themselves from their horses and dashed towards the cart I should have felt terrible fear at seeing Jonathan in such danger, but that the ardor of battle must have been upon me as well as the rest of them I felt no fear, but only a wild, surging desire to something Seeing the quick movement of our parties, the leader of the gypsies gave a command His men instantly formed round the cart in a sort of undisciplined endeavour, each one shouldering and pushing the other in his eagerness to carry out the order In the midst of this I could see that Jonathan on one side of the ring of men, and Quincey on the other, were forcing a way to the cart It was evident that they were bent on finishing their task before the sun should set Nothing seemed to stop or even to hinder them Neither the levelled weapons nor the flashing knives of the gypsies in front, nor the howling of the wolves behind, appeared to even attract their attention Jonathan's impetuosity, and the manifest singleness of his purpose, seemed to overawe those in front of him Instinctively they cowered aside and let him pass In an instant he had jumped upon the cart, and with a strength which seemed incredible, raised the great box, and flung it over the wheel to the ground In the meantime, Mr Morris had had to use force to pass through his side of the ring of Szgany All the time I had been breathlessly watching Jonathan I had, with the tail of my eye, seen him pressing desperately forward, and had seen the knives of the gypsies flash as he won a way through them, and they cut at him He had parried with his great bowie knife, and at first I thought that he too had come through in safety But as he sprang beside Jonathan, who had by now jumped from the cart, I could see that with his left hand he was clutching at his side, and that the blood was spurting through his fingers He did not delay notwithstanding this, for as Jonathan, with desperate energy, attacked one end of the chest, attempting to prize off the lid with his great Kukri knife, he attacked the other frantically with his bowie Under the efforts of both men the lid began to yield The nails drew with a screeching sound, and the top of the box was thrown back By this time the gypsies, seeing themselves covered by the Winchesters, and at the mercy of Lord Godalming and Dr Seward, had given in and made no further resistance The sun was almost down on the mountain tops, and the shadows of the whole group fell upon the snow I saw the Count lying within the box upon the earth, some of which the rude falling from the cart had scattered over him He was deathly pale, just like a waxen image, and the red eyes glared with the horrible vindictive look which I knew so well As I looked, the eyes saw the sinking sun, and the look of hate in them turned to triumph But, on the instant, came the sweep and flash of Jonathan's great knife I shrieked as I saw it shear through the throat Whilst at the same moment Mr Morris's bowie knife plunged into the heart It was like a miracle, but before our very eyes, and almost in the drawing of a breath, the whole body crumbled into dust and passed from our sight I shall be glad as long as I live that even in that moment of final dissolution, there was in the face a look of peace, such as I never could have imagined might have rested there The Castle of Dracula now stood out against the red sky, and every stone of its broken battlements was articulated against the light of the setting sun The gypsies, taking us as in some way the cause of the extraordinary disappearance of the dead man, turned, without a word, and rode away as if for their lives Those who were unmounted jumped upon the leiter wagon and shouted to the horsemen not to desert them The wolves, which had withdrawn to a safe distance, followed in their wake, leaving us alone Mr Morris, who had sunk to the ground, leaned on his elbow, holding his hand pressed to his side The blood still gushed through his fingers I flew to him, for the Holy circle did not now keep me back; so did the two doctors Jonathan knelt behind him and the wounded man laid back his head on his shoulder With a sigh he took, with a feeble effort, my hand in that of his own which was unstained He must have seen the anguish of my heart in my face, for he smiled at me and said, "I am only too happy to have been of service! Oh, God!" he cried suddenly, struggling to a sitting posture and pointing to me "It was worth for this to die! Look! Look!" The sun was now right down upon the mountain top, and the red gleams fell upon my face, so that it was bathed in rosy light With one impulse the men sank on their knees and a deep and earnest "Amen" broke from all as their eyes followed the pointing of his finger The dying man spoke, "Now God be thanked that all has not been in vain! See! The snow is not more stainless than her forehead! The curse has passed away!" And, to our bitter grief, with a smile and in silence, he died, a gallant gentleman NOTE Seven years ago we all went through the flames And the happiness of some of us since then is, we think, well worth the pain we endured It is an added joy to Mina and to me that our boy's birthday is the same day as that on which Quincey Morris died His mother holds, I know, the secret belief that some of our brave friend's spirit has passed into him His bundle of names links all our little band of men together But we call him Quincey In the summer of this year we made a journey to Transylvania, and went over the old ground which was, and is, to us so full of vivid and terrible memories It was almost impossible to believe that the things which we had seen with our own eyes and heard with our own ears were living truths Every trace of all that had been was blotted out The castle stood as before, reared high above a waste of desolation When we got home we were talking of the old time, which we could all look back on without despair, for Godalming and Seward are both happily married I took the papers from the safe where they had been ever since our return so long ago We were struck with the fact, that in all the mass of material of which the record is composed, there is hardly one authentic document Nothing but a mass of typewriting, except the later notebooks of Mina and Seward and myself, and Van Helsing's memorandum We could hardly ask any one, even did we wish to, to accept these as proofs of so wild a story Van Helsing summed it all up as he said, with our boy on his knee "We want no proofs We ask none to believe us! This boy will some day know what a brave and gallant woman his mother is Already he knows her sweetness and loving care Later on he will understand how some men so loved her, that they did dare much for her sake." 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Title: Dracula Author: Bram Stoker Release Date: May 9, 2008 [EBook #345] [This file last updated April 30, 2011] Language: English *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK DRACULA *** DRACULA. ..The Project Gutenberg EBook of Dracula, by Bram Stoker This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions... questions as to my journey, and I told him by degrees all I had experienced By this time I had finished my supper, and by my host's desire had drawn up a chair by the fire and begun to smoke a cigar