Original Gothic Novel
I got home at five o'clock, and found that Godalming and Morris had not only
arrived, but had already studied the transcript of the various diaries and
letters which Harker and his wonderful wife had made and arranged. Harker
had not yet returned from his visit to the carriers' men, of whom Dr. Hennessey
had written to me. Mrs. Harker gave us a cup of tea, and I can honestly say
that, for the first time since I have lived in it, this old house seemed like
home. When we had finished, Mrs. Harker said:-
may I ask a favour? I want to see your patient, Mr. Renfield. Do let me see
him. What you have said of him in your diary interests me so much!" She
looked so appealing and so pretty that I could not refuse her, and there was
no possible reason why I should; so I took her with me. When I went into the
room, I told the man that a lady would like to see him; to which he simply
"She is going
through the house, and wants to see every one in it," I answered. "Oh,
very well," he said; "let her come in, by all means; but just wait
a minute till I tidy up the place." His method of tidying was peculiar:
he simply swallowed all the flies and spiders in the boxes before I could
stop him. It was quite evident that he feared, or was jealous of, some interference.
When he had got through his disgusting task, he said cheerfully: "Let
the lady come in," and sat down on the edge of his bed with his head
down, but with his eyelids raised so that he could see her as she entered.
For a moment I thought that he might have some homicidal intent; I remembered
how quiet he had been just before he attacked me in my own study, and I took
care to stand where I could seize him at once if he attempted to make a spring
at her. She came into the room with an easy gracefulness which would at once
command the respect of any lunatic- for easiness is one of the qualities mad
people most respect. She walked over to him, smiling pleasantly, and held
out her hand.
Mr. Renfield," said she. "You see, I know you, for Dr. Seward has
told me of you." He made no immediate reply, but eyed her all over intently
with a set frown on his face. This look gave way to one of wonder, which merged
in doubt; then, to my intense astonishment, he said:-
the girl the doctor wanted to marry, are you? You can't be, you know, for
she's dead." Mrs. Harker smiled sweetly as she replied:-
"Oh no! I
have a husband of my own, to whom I was married before I ever saw Dr. Seward,
or he me. I am Mrs. Harker."
are you doing here?"
and I are staying on a visit with Dr. Seward."
why not?" I thought that this style of conversation might not be pleasant
to Mrs. Harker, any more than it was to me, so I joined in:-
you know I wanted to marry any one?" His reply was simply contemptuous,
given in a pause in which he turned his eyes from Mrs. Harker to me, instantly
turning them back again:-
see that at all, Mr. Renfield," said Mrs. Harker, at once championing
me. He replied to her with as much courtesy and respect as he had shown contempt
of course, understand, Mrs. Harker, that when a man is so loved and honoured
as our host is, everything regarding him is of interest in our little community.
Dr. Seward is loved not only by his household and his friends, but even by
his patients, who, being some of them hardly in mental equilibrium, are apt
to distort causes and effects. Since I myself have been an inmate of a lunatic
asylum, I cannot but notice that the sophistic tendencies of some of its inmates
lean towards the errors of non causa and ignoratio elenchi." I positively
opened my eyes at this new development. Here was my own pet lunatic- the most
pronounced of his type that I had ever met with- talking elemental philosophy,
and with the manner of a polished gentleman. I wonder if it was Mrs. Harker's
presence which had touched some chord in his memory. If this new phase was
spontaneous, or in any way due to her unconscious influence, she must have
some rare gift or power.
We continued to
talk for some time; and, seeing that he was seemingly quite reasonable, she
ventured, looking at me questioningly as she began, to lead him to his favourite
topic. I was again astonished, for he addressed himself to the question with
the impartiality of the completest sanity: he even took himself as an example
when he mentioned certain things.
"Why, I myself
am an instance of a man who had a strange belief. Indeed, it was no wonder
that my friends were alarmed, and insisted on my being put under control.
I used to fancy that life was a positive and perpetual entity and that by
consuming a multitude of live things, no matter how low in the scale of creation,
one might indefinitely prolong life. At times I held the belief so strongly
that I actually tried to take human life. The doctor here will bear me out
that on one occasion I tried to kill him for the purpose of strengthening
my vital powers by the assimilation with my own body of his life through the
medium of his blood-relying, of course, upon the Scriptual phrase. 'For the
blood is the life.' Though, indeed, the vendor of a certain nostrum has vulgarised
the truism to the very point of contempt. Isn't that true, doctor?" I
nodded assent, for I was so amazed that I hardly knew what to either think
or say; it was hard to imagine that I had seen him eat up his spiders and
flies not five minutes before. Looking at my watch, I saw that I should go
to the station to meet Van Helsing, so I told Mrs. Harker that it was time
to leave. She came at once, after saying pleasantly to Mr. Renfield: "Good-bye,
and I hope I may see you often, under auspices pleasanter to yourself,"
to which, to my astonishment, he replied:-
my dear. I pray God I may never see your sweet face again. May He bless and
When I went to
the station to meet Van Helsing I left the boys behind me. Poor Art seemed
more cheerful than he has been since Lucy first took ill, and Quincey is more
like his own bright self than he has been for many a long day.
Van Helsing stepped
from the carriage with the eager nimbleness of a boy. He saw me at once, and
rushed up to me, saying:-
John, how goes all? Well? So! I have been busy, for I come here to stay if
need be. All affairs are settled with me, and I have much to tell. Madame
Mina is with you? Yes. And her so fine husband? And Arthur and my friend Quincey,
they are with you, too? Good!"
As I drove to
the house I told him of what had passed, and of how my own diary had come
to be of some use through Mrs. Harker's suggestion; at which the Professor
wonderful Madam Mina! She has man's brain- a brain that a man should have
were he much gifted- and woman's heart. The good God fashioned her for a purpose,
believe me, when He made that so good combination. Friend John, up to now
fortune has made that woman of help to us; after to-night she must not have
to do with this terrible affair. It is not good that she run a risk so great.
We men are determined- nay, are we not pledged?- to destroy this monster;
but it is no part for a woman. Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail
her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer- both in
waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams. And, besides, she
is young woman and not so long married; there may be other things to think
of some time, if not now. You tell me she has wrote all, then she must consult
with us; but to-morrow she say good-bye to this work, and we go alone."
I agreed heartily with him, and then I told him what we had found in his absence:
that the house which Dracula had bought was the very next one to my own. He
was amazed, and a great concern seemed to come on him. "Oh that we had
known it before!" he said, "for then we might have reached him in
time to save poor Lucy. However, 'the milk that is spilt cries not out afterwards,'
as you say. We shall not think of that, but go on our way to the end."
Then he fell into a silence that lasted till we entered my own gateway. Before
we went to prepare for dinner he said to Mrs. Harker:-
"I am told,
Madam Mina, by my friend John that you and your husband have put up in exact
order all things that have been, up to this moment."
"Not up to
this moment, Professor," she said impulsively, "but up to this morning."
not up to now? We have seen hitherto how good light all the little things
have made. We have told our secrets, and yet no one who has told is the worse
Mrs. Harker began
to blush, and taking a paper from her pockets, she said:-
Helsing, will you read this, and tell me if it must go in. It is my record
of to-day. I too have seen the need of putting down at present everything,
however trivial; but there is little in this except what is personal. Must
it go in?" The Professor read it over gravely, and handed it back, saying:-
not go in if you do not wish it; but I pray that it may. It can but make your
husband love you the more, and all us, your friends, more honour you- as well
as more esteem and love." She took it back with another blush and a bright
And so now, up
to this very hour, all the records we have are complete and in order. The
Professor took away one copy to study after dinner, and before our meeting,
which is fixed for nine o'clock. The rest of us have already read everything;
so when we meet in the study we shall all be informed as to facts, and can
arrange our plan of battle with this terrible and mysterious enemy.
When we met in Dr. Seward's study two hours after dinner, which had been at
six o'clock, we unconsciously formed a sort of board or committee. Professor
Van Helsing took the head of the table, to which Dr. Seward motioned him as
he came into the room. He made me sit next to him on his right, and asked
me to act as secretary; Jonathan sat next to me. Opposite us were Lord Godalming,
Dr. Seward, and Mr. Morris- Lord Godalming being next the Professor, and Dr.
Seward in the centre. The Professor said:-
"I may, I
suppose, take it that we are all acquainted with the facts that are in these
papers." We all expressed assent, and he went on:-
were, I think good that I tell you something of the kind of enemy with which
we have to deal. I shall then make it known to you something of the history
of this man, which has been ascertained for me. So we then can discuss how
we shall act, and can take our measure according.
such beings as vampires; some of us have evidence that they exist. Even had
we not the proof of our own unhappy experience, the teachings and the records
of the past give proof enough for sane peoples. I admit that at the first
I was sceptic. Were it not that through long years I have train myself to
keep an open mind, I could not have believe until such time as that fact thunder
on my ear. 'See! see! I prove; I prove,' Alas! Had I known at the first what
now I know- nay, had I even guess at him- one so precious life had been spared
to many of us who did love her. But that is gone; and we must so work, that
other poor souls perish not, whilst we can save. The nosferatu do not die
like the bee when he sting once. He is only stronger; and being stronger,
have yet more power to work evil. This vampire which is amongst us is of himself
so strong in person as twenty men; he is of cunning more than mortal, for
his cunning be the growth of ages; he have still the aids of necromancy, which
is, as his etymology imply, the divination by the dead, and all the dead that
he can come nigh to are for him at command; he is brute, and more than brute;
he is devil in callous, and the heart of him is not; he can, within limitations,
appear at will when, and where, and ill any of the forms that are to him;
he can, within his range, direct the elements; the storm, the fog, the thunder;
he can command all the meaner things: the rat, and the owl, and the bat- the
moth, and the fox, and the wolf, he can grow and become small; and he can
at times vanish and come unknown. How then are we to begin our strife to destroy
him? How shall we find his where, and having found it, how can we destroy?
My friends, this is much; it is a terrible task that we undertake, and there
may be consequence to make the brave shudder. For if we fail in this our fight
he must surely win; and then where end we? Life is nothings; I heed him not.
But to fail here, is not mere life or death. It is that we become as him;
that we henceforward become foul things of the night like him- without heart
or conscience, preying on the bodies and the souls of those we love best.
To us for ever are the gates of heaven shut: for who shall open them to us
again? We go on for all time abhorred by all; a blot on the face of God's
sunshine; an arrow in the side of Him who died for man. But we are face to
face with duty; and in such case must we shrink? For me, I say, no; but then
I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds,
his music and his love, lie far behind. You others are young. Some have seen
sorrow; but there are fair days yet in store. What say you?"
Whilst he was
speaking Jonathan had taken my hand. I feared, oh so much, that the appalling
nature of our danger was overcoming him when I saw his hand stretch out; but
it was life to me to feel its touch- so strong, so self-reliant, so resolute.
A brave man's hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman's love
to hear its music.
When the Professor
had done speaking my husband looked in my eyes, and I in his; there was no
need for speaking between us.
for Mina and myself," he said.
in, Professor," said Mr. Quincey Morris, laconically as usual.
"I am with
you," said Lord Godalming, "for Lucy's sake, if for no other reason."
Dr. Dr. Seward
simply nodded. The Professor stood up and, after laying his golden crucifix
on the table, held out his hand on either side. I took his right hand, and
Lord Godalming his left; Jonathan held my right with his left and stretched
across to Mr. Morris. So as we all took hands our solemn compact was made.
I felt my heart icy cold, but it did not even occur to me to draw back. We
resumed our places, and Dr. Van Helsing went on with a sort of cheerfulness
which showed that the serious work had begun. It was to be taken as gravely,
and in as businesslike a way, as any other transaction of life:-
know what we have to contend against; but we, too, are not without strength.
We have on our side power of combination- a power denied to the vampire kind;
we have sources of science; we are free to act and think; and the hours of
the day and the night are ours equally. In fact, so far as our powers extend,
they are unfettered, and we are free to use them. We have self-devotion in
a cause, and an end to achieve which is not a selfish one. These things are
us see how far the general powers arrayed against us are restrict, and how
the individual cannot. In fine, let us consider the limitations of the vampire
in general, and of this one in particular.
"All we have
to go upon are traditions and superstitions. These do not at the first appear
much, when the matter is one of life and death- nay of more than either life
or death. Yet must we be satisfied; in the first place because we have to
be- no other means is at our control- and secondly, because, after all, these
things- tradition and superstition- are everything. Does not the belief in
vampires rest for others- though not, alas! for us- on them? A year ago which
of us would have received such a possibility, in the midst of our scientific,
sceptical, matter-of-fact nineteenth century? We even scouted a belief that
we saw justified under our very eyes. Take it, then, that the vampire, and
the belief in his limitations and his cure, rest for the moment on the same
base. For, let me tell you, he is known everywhere that men have been. In
old Greece, in old Rome; he nourish in Germany all over, in France, in India,
even in the Chersonese; and in China, so far from us in all ways, there even
is he, and the peoples fear him at this day. He have follow the wake of the
berserker Icelander, the devil-begotten Hun, the Slav, the Saxon, the Magyar.
So far, then, we have all we may act upon; and let me tell you that very much
of the beliefs are justified by what we have seen in our own so unhappy experience.
The vampire live on, and cannot die by mere passing of the time; he can flourish
when that he can fatten on the blood of the living. Even more, we have seen
amongst us that he can even grow younger; that his vital faculties grow strenuous,
and seem as though they refresh themselves when his special pabulum is plenty.
But he cannot flourish without this diet; he eat not as others. Even friend
Jonathan, who lived with him for weeks, did never see him to eat, never! He
throws no shadow; he make in the mirror no reflect, as again Jonathan observe.
He has the strength of many of his hand- witness again Jonathan when he shut
the door against the wolfs, and when he help him from the diligence too. He
can transform himself to wolf, as we gather from the ship arrival in Whitby,
when he tear open the dog; he can be as bat, as Madam Mina saw him on the
window at Whitby, and as friend John saw him fly from this so near house,
and as my friend Quincey saw him at the window of Miss Lucy. He can come in
mist which he create- that noble ship's captain proved him of this; but, from
what we know, the distance he can make this mist is limited, and it can only
be round himself. He come on moonlight rays as elemental dust- as again Jonathan
saw those sisters in the castle of Dracula. He become so small- we ourselves
saw Miss Lucy, ere she was at peace, slip through a hairbreadth space at the
tomb door. He can, when once he find his way, come out from anything or into
anything, no matter how close it be bound or even fused up with fire-solder
you call it. He can see in the dark- no small power this, in a world which
is one half shut from the light. Ah, but hear me through. He can do all these
things, yet he is not free. Nay; he is even more prisoner than the slave of
the galley, than the madman in his cell. He cannot go where he lists; he who
is not of nature has yet to obey some of nature's laws- why we know not. He
may not enter anywhere at the first, unless there be some one of the household
who bid him to come; though afterwards he can come as he please. His power
ceases, as does that of all evil things, at the coming of the day. Only at
certain times can he have limited freedom. If Ire be not at the place whither
he is bound, he can only change himself at noon or at exact sunrise or sunset.
These things are we told, and in this record of ours we have proof by inference.
Thus, whereas he can do as he will within his limit, when he have his earth-home,
his coffin-home, his hell-home, the place unhallowed, as we saw when he went
to the grave of the suicide at Whitby; still at other time he can only change
when the time come. It is said, too, that he can only pass running water at
the slack or the flood of the tide. Then there are things which so afflict
him that he has no power, as the garlic that we know of, and as for things
scared, as this symbol, my crucifix, that was amongst us even now when we
resolve, to them he is nothing, but in their presence he take his place far
off and silent with respect. There are others, too, which I shall tell you
of, lest in our seeking we may need them. The branch of wild rose on his coffin
keep him that he move not from it; a sacred bullet fired into the coffin kill
him so that he be true dead; and as for the stake through him, we know already
of its peace; or the cut-off head that giveth rest. We have seen it with our
we find the habitation of this man-that-was, we can confine him to his coffin
and destroy him, if we obey what we know. But he is clever. I have asked my
friend Arminius, of Buda-Pesth University, to make his record; and, from all
the means that are, he tell me of what he has seen. He must, indeed, have
been that Voivode Dracula who won his name against the Turk, over the great
river on the very frontier of Turkey-land. If it be so, then was he no common
man; for in that time, and for centuries after, he was spoken of as the cleverest
and the most cunning, as well as the bravest of the sons of the 'land beyond
the forest.' That mighty brain and that iron resolution went with him to his
grave, and are even now arrayed against us. The Draculas were, says Arminius,
a great and noble race, though now and again were scions who were held by
their coevals to have had dealings with the Evil One. They learned his secrets
in the Scholomance, amongst the mountains over Lake Hermanstadt, where the
devil claims the tenth scholar as his due. In the records are such words as
'stregoica'- witch, 'ordog,' and 'pokol'- Satan and hell; and in one manuscript
this very Dracula is spoken of as 'wampyr,' which we all understand too well.
There have been from the loins of this very one great men and good women,
and their graves make sacred the earth where alone this foulness can dwell.
For it is not the least of its terrors that this evil thing is rooted deep
in all good; in soil barren of holy memories it cannot rest."
Whilst they were
talking Mr. Morris was looking steadily at the window, and he now got up quietly,
and went out of the room. There was a little pause, and then the Professor
we must settle what we do. We have here much data, and we must proceed to
lay out our campaign. We know from the inquiry of Jonathan that from the castle
to Whitby came fifty boxes of earth, all of which were delivered at Carfax;
we also know that at least some of these boxes have been removed. It seems
to the, that our first step should be to ascertain whether all the rest remain
in the house beyond that wall where we look to-day; or whether any more have
been removed. If the latter, we must trace-"
Here we were interrupted
in a very startling way. Outside the house came the sound of a pistol shot;
the glass of the window was shattered with a bullet, which, ricochetting from
the top of the embrasure, struck the far wall of the room. I am afraid I am
at heart a coward, for I shrieked out. The men all jumped to their feet; Lord
Godalming flew over to the window and threw up the sash. As he did so we heard
Mr. Morris's voice without.-
fear I have alarmed you. I shall come in and tell you about it." A minute
later he came in and said:-
"It was an
idiotic thing of me to do, and I ask your pardon, Mrs. Harker, most sincerely;
I fear I must have frightened you terribly. But the fact is that whilst the
Professor was talking there came a big bat and sat on the window-sill. I have
got such a horror of the damned brutes from recent events that I cannot stand
then, and I went out to have a shot, as I have been doing of late of evenings
whenever I have seen one. You used to laugh at me for it then, Art."
hit it?" asked Dr. Van Helsing.
know; I fancy not, for it flew away into the wood." Without saying any
more he took his seat, and the Professor began to resume his statement:-
trace each of these boxes; and when we are ready, we must either capture or
kill this monster in his lair; or we must, so to speak, sterilise the earth,
so that no more he can seek safety in it. Thus in the end we may find him
in his form of man between the hours of noon and sunset, and so engage with
him when he is at his most weak.
for you, Madam Mina, this night is the end until all be well. You are too
precious to us to have such risk. When we part to-night, you no more must
question. We shall tell you all in good time. We are men and are able to bear;
but you must be our star and our hope, and we shall act all the more free
that you are not in the danger, such as we are."
All the men, even
Jonathan, seemed relieved; but it did not seem to me good that they should
brave danger and, perhaps, lessen their safety- strength being the best safety-
through care of me; but their minds were made up, and, though it was a bitter
pill for me to swallow, I could say nothing, save to accept their chivalrous
care of me.
Mr. Morris resumed
is no time to lose, I vote we have a look at his house right now. Time is
everything with him; and swift action on our part may save another victim."
I own that my
heart began to fail me when the time for action came so close, but I did not
say anything, for I had a greater fear that if I appeared as a drag or a hindrance
to their work, they might even leave me out of their counsels altogether.
They have now gone off to Carfax, with means to get into the house.
had told me to go to bed and sleep; as if a woman can sleep when those she
loves are in danger! I shall lie down and pretend to sleep, lest Jonathan
have added anxiety about me when he returns.
October, 4 a.m.- Just as we were about to leave the house, an urgent message
was brought to me from Renfield to know if I would see him at once, as he
had something of the utmost importance to say to me. I told the messenger
to say that I would attend to his wishes in the morning; I was busy just at
the moment. The attendant added:-
seems very importunate, sir. I have never seen him so eager. I don't know
but what, if you don't see him soon, he will have one of his violent fits."
I knew the man would not have said this without some cause, so I said: "All
right; I'll go now;" and I asked the others to wait a few minutes for
me, as I had to go and see my "patient."
me with you, friend John," said the Professor. "His case in your
diary interest me much, and it had bearing, too, now and again on our case.
I should much like to see him, and especial when his mind is disturbed."
I come also?" asked Lord Godalming.
too?" said Quincey Morris. "May I come?" said Harker. I nodded,
and we all went down the passage together.
found him in a state of considerable excitement, but far more rational in
his speech and manner than I had ever seen him. There was an unusual understanding
of himself, which was unlike anything I had ever met with in a lunatic; and
he took it for granted that his reasons would prevail with others entirely
sane, We all four went into the room, but none of the others at first said
anything. His request was that I would at once release him from the asylum
and send him home. This he backed up with arguments regarding his complete
recovery, and adduced his own existing sanity. "I appeal to your friends,"
he said, "they will, perhaps, not mind sitting in judgment on my case.
By the way, you have not introduced me." I was so much astonished, that
the oddness of introducing a madman in an asylum did not strike me at the
moment; and, besides, there was a certain dignity in the man's manner, so
much of the habit of equality, that I at once made the introduction: "Lord
Godalming; Professor Van Helsing; Mr. Quincey Morris, of Texas; Mr. Renfield."
He shook hands with each of them, saying in turn:-
Godalming, I had the honour of seconding your father at the Windham; I grieve
to know, by your holding the title, that he is no more. He was a man loved
and honoured by all who knew him; and in his youth was, I have heard, the
inventor of a burnt rum punch, much patronised on Derby night. Mr. Morris,
you should be proud of your great state. Its reception into the Union was
a precedent which may have far-reaching effects hereafter, when the Pole and
the Tropics may hold alliance to the Stars and Stripes. The power of Treaty
may yet prove a vast engine of enlargement, when the Monroe doctrine takes
its true place as a political fable. What shall any man say of his pleasure
at meeting Van Helsing? Sir, I make no apology for dropping all forms of conventional
prefix. When an individual has revolutionised therapeutics by his discovery
of the continuous evolution of brain-matter, conventional forms are unfitting,
since they would seem to limit him to one of a class. You, gentlemen, who
by nationality, by heredity, or by the possession of natural gifts, are fitted
to hold your respective places in the moving world, I take to witness that
I am as sane as at least the majority of men who are in full possession of
their liberties. And I am sure that you, Dr. Seward, humanitarian and medico-jurist
as well as scientist, will deem it a moral duty to deal with me as one to
be considered as under exceptional circumstances." He made this last
appeal with a courtly air of conviction which was not without its own charm.
think we were all staggered. For my own part, I was under the conviction,
despite my knowledge of the man's character and history, that his reason had
been restored; and I felt under a strong impulse to tell him that I was satisfied
as to his sanity, and would see about the necessary formalities for his release
in the morning. I thought it better to wait, however, before making so grave
a statement, for of old I knew the sudden changes to which this particular
patient was liable. So I contented myself with making a general statement
that he appeared to be improving very rapidly; that I would have a longer
chat with him in the morning, and would then see what I could do in the direction
of meeting his wishes. This did not at all satisfy him, for he said quickly:-
I fear, Dr. Seward, that you hardly apprehend my wish. I desire to go at once-
here- now- this very hour- this very moment, if I may. Time presses, and in
our implied agreement with the old scytheman it is of the essence of the contract.
I am sure it is only necessary to put before so admirable a practitioner as
Dr. Seward so simple, yet so momentous a wish, to ensure its fulfilment."
He looked at me keenly, and seeing the negative in my face, turned to the
others, and scrutinised them closely. Not meeting any sufficient response,
he went on:-
it possible that I have erred in my supposition?"
have," I said frankly, but at the same time, as I felt, brutally. There
was a considerable pause, and then he said slowly:-
I Suppose I must only shift my ground of request. Let me ask for this concession-
boon, privilege, what you will. I am content to implore in such a case, not
on personal grounds, but for the sake of others. I am not at liberty to give
you the whole of my reasons; but you may, I assure you, take it from me that
they are good ones, sound and unselfish, and springing from the highest sense
of duty. Could you look, sir, into my heart, you would approve to the full
the sentiments which animate me. Nay, more, you would count me amongst the
best and truest of your friends." Again he looked at us all keenly. I
had a growing conviction that this sudden change of his entire intellectual
method was but yet another form or phase of his madness, and so determined
to let him go on a little longer, knowing from experience that he would, like
all lunatics, give himself away in the end. Van Helsing was gazing at him
with a look of the utmost intensity, his bushy eyebrows almost meeting with
the fixed concentration of his look. He said to Renfield in a tone which did
not surprise me at the time, but only when I thought of it afterwards- for
it was as of one addressing an equal:-
you not tell frankly your real reason for wishing to be free to-night? I will
undertake that if you will satisfy even me- a
stranger, without prejudice, and with the habit of keeping an open mind- Dr.
Seward will give you, at his own risk and on his own responsibility, the privilege
you seek." He shook his head sadly, and with a look of poignant regret
on his face. The Professor went on:-
sir, bethink yourself. You claim the privilege of reason in the highest degree,
since you seek to impress us with your complete reasonableness. You do this,
whose sanity we have reason to doubt, since you are not yet released from
medical treatment for this very defect. If you will not help us in our effort
to choose the wisest course, how can we perform the duty which you yourself
put upon us? Be wise, and help us; and if we can we shall aid you to achieve
your wish." He still shook his head as he said:-
Van Helsing, I have nothing to say. Your argument is complete, and if I were
free to speak I should not hesitate a moment; but I am not my own master in
the matter. I can only ask you to trust me. If I am refused, the responsibility
does not rest with me." I thought it was now time to end the scene, which
was becoming too comically grave, so I went towards the door, simply saying:-
my friends, we have work to do. Good-night."
however, I got near the door, a new change came over the patient. He moved
towards me so quickly that for the moment I feared that he was about to make
another homicidal attack. My fears, however, were groundless, for he held
up his two hands imploringly, and made his petition in a moving manner. As
he saw that the very excess of his emotion was militating against him, by
restoring us more to our old relations, he became still more demonstrative.
I glanced at Van Helsing, and saw my conviction reflected in his eyes; so
I became a little more fixed in my manner, if not more stern, and motioned
to him that his efforts were unavailing. I had previously seen something of
the same constantly growing excitement in him when he had to make some request
of which at the time he had thought much, such, for instance, as when he wanted
a cat; and I was prepared to see the collapse into the same sullen acquiescence
on this occasion. My expectation was not realised, for, when he found that
his appeal would not be successful, he got into quite a frantic condition.
He threw himself on his knees, and held up his hands, wringing them in plaintive
supplication, and poured forth a torrent of entreaty, with the tear's rolling
down his cheeks and his whole face and form expressive of the deepest emotion:-
me entreat you. Dr. Seward, oh, let me implore you to let me out of this house
at once. Send me away how you will and where you will; send keepers with me
with whips and chains; let them take me in a strait-waistcoat, manacled and
leg-ironed, even to a goal; but let me go out of this. You don't know what
you do by keeping me here. I am speaking from the depths of my heart- of my
very soul. You don't know whom you wrong, or how; and I may not tell. Woe
is me! I may not tell. By all you hold sacred- by all you hold dear- by your
love that is lost- by your hope that lives- for the sake of the Almighty,
take me out of this and save my soul from guilt! Can't you hear me, man? Can't
you understand? Will you never learn? Don't you know that I am sane and earnest
now; that I am no lunatic in a mad fit, but a sane man fighting for his soul?
Oh, hear me! hear me! Let me go! let me go! let me go!"
thought that the longer this went on the wilder he would get, and so would
bring on a fit; so I took him by the hand and raised him up.
I said sternly, "no more of this; we have had quite enough already. Get
to your bed and try to behave more discreetly."
suddenly stopped and looked at me intently for several moments. Then, without
a word, he rose and moving over, sat down on the side of the bed. The collapse
had come, as on former occasion, just as I had expected.
I was leaving the room, last of our party, he said to me in a quiet, well-bred
will, I trust, Dr. Seward, do me the justice to bear in mind, later on, that
I did what I could to convince you to-night."
Original Gothic Novel
to you by