when I went to search I saw the dead eyes and in them dead though they were such a look of hate though unconscious of me or my presence that I fled from the place and leaving the Counts room by the window crawled again up the castle wall Regaining my room I threw myself panting upon the bed and tried to think 29 JuneToday is the date of my last letter and the Count has taken steps to prove that it was genuine for again I saw him leave the castle by the same window and in my clothes As he went down the wall lizard fashion I wished I had a gun or some lethal weapon that I might destroy him but I fear that no weapon wrought alone by mans hand would have any effect on him I dared not wait to see him return for I feared to see those weird sisters I came back to the library and read there till I fell asleep I was awakened by the Count who looked at me as grimly as a man can look as he said Tomorrow my friend we must part You return to your beautiful England I to some work which may have such an end that we may never meet Your letter home has been despatched tomorrow I shall not be here but all shall be ready for your journey In the morning come the Szgany who have some labours of their own here and also come some Slovaks When they have gone my carriage shall come for you and shall bear you to the Borgo Pass to meet the diligence from Bukovina to Bistritz But I am in hopes that I shall see more of you at Castle Dracula I suspected him and determined to test his sincerity Sincerity It seems like a profanation of the word to write it in connection with such a monster
last chance I cried out Shut the door I shall wait till morning and covered my face with my hands to hide my tears of bitter disappointment With one sweep of his powerful arm the Count threw the door shut and the great bolts clanged and echoed through the hall as they shot back into their places In silence we returned t en the chaplain and the sisters had left me alone with my husbandoh Lucy it is the first time I have written the words ‘my husbandlef