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"Aaah, go write your letter," Red bellowedHe was... 46 [Feb. 10th, 2010|03:19 am] "Aaah, go write your letter," Red bellowedHe was in an ugly mood, and Goldstein's expression of humiliation and bewilderment offended himHe felt contempt that Goldstein could not hide his feelings link post comment

If he refused to jump, Croft would have to come... 15 [Feb. 6th, 2010|03:16 am] If he refused to jump, Croft would have to come backThe patrol would be overAnd Roth knew himself at this instant, knew suddenly that he could face Croft But the platoon wouldn't understandThey would jeer him, take relief from their own weakness in abusing himHis heart was filled with bitterness"I'm coming," he shouted suddenlyThis was the way they wanted it He felt his left leg pushing him out, and he lurched forward awkwardly, his exhausted body propelling him too feeblyFor an instant he saw Gallagher's face staring in surprise at him, and then he slipped past Gallagher's hand, scrabbled at the rock, and then at nothing In his fall Roth heard himself bellow with anger, and was amazed that he could make so great a noiseThrough his numbness, through his disbelief, he had a thought before he crashed into the rocks far belowA link post comment

why'd you do that to the bird? What do ya mean"... 515 [Feb. 3rd, 2010|03:22 am] why'd you do that to the bird? What do ya mean" In his excitement, he stammered Goldstein, shocked, genuinely horrified, was glaring at him"How can you do such a thing? What harm was that bird doing you? Why did you do it? It's like He searched for the most heinous crime"It's like killing a baby Croft, unconsciously, retreated a step or twoHe was startled momentarily into passiveness by the force of their response"Git back, Ridges," he mumbled The vibration of his voice in his throat stirred him, revived his anger"I'm tellin' you men to shut upThat's an order!" he shouted The revolt halted, hovered link post comment

With white faces and trembling hands, we opened... 0 [Jan. 31st, 2010|02:44 am] With white faces and trembling hands, we opened the door gently, and entered the room How shall I describe what we saw? On the bed lay two women, Lucy and her motherThe latter lay farthest in, and she was covered with a white sheet, the edge of which had been blown back by the drought through the broken window, showing the drawn, white, face, with a look of terror fixed upon itBy her side lay Lucy, with face white and still more drawnThe flowers which had been round her neck we found upon her mother's bosom, and her throat was bare, showing the two little wounds which we had noticed before, but looking horribly white and mangledWithout a word the Professor bent over the bed, his head almost touching poor Lucy's breastThen he gave a quick turn of his head, as of one who listens, and leaping to his feet, he cried out to me, "It is not yet too late! Quick! Quick! Bring the brandy!" I flew downstairs and returned with it, taking care to smell and taste it, lest it, too, were drugged like the decanter of sherry which I found on the tableThe maids were still breathing, but more restlessly, and I fancied that the narcotic was wearing offI did not stay to make sure, but returned to Van HelsingHe rubbed the brandy, as on another occasion, on her lips and gums and on her wrists and the palms of her handsHe said to me, "I can do this, all that can be at the presentYou go wake those maidsFlick them in the face with a wet towel, and flick them hardMake them get heat and fire and a warm bathThis poor soul is nearly as cold as that beside herShe will need be heated before we can do anything more I went at once, and found little difficulty in waking three of the womenThe fourth was only a young girl, and the drug had evidently affected her more strongly so I lifted her on the sofa and let her sleep The others were dazed at first, but as remembrance came back to them they cried and sobbed in a hysterical mannerI was stern with them, however, and would not let them talkI told them that one life was bad enough to lose, and if they delayed they would sacrifice Miss LucySo, sobbing and crying they went about their way, half clad as they were, and prepared fire and waterFortunately, the kitchen and boiler fires were still alive, and there was no lack of hot waterWe got a bath and carried Lucy out as she was and placed her in itWhilst we were busy chafing her limbs there was a knock at the hall doorOne of the maids ran off, hurried on some more clothes, and opened itThen she returned and whispered to us that there was a gentleman who had come with a message from MrI bade her simply tell him that he must wait, for we could see no one nowShe went away with the message, and, engrossed with our work, I clean forgot all about him I never saw in all my experience the Professor work in such deadly earnestI knew, as he knew, that it was a stand-up fight with death, and in a pause told him soHe answered me in a way that I did not understand, but with the sternest look that his face could wear "If that were all, I would stop here where we are now, and let her fade away into peace, for I see no light in life over her horizon He went on with his work with, if possible, renewed and more frenzied vigour Presently we both began to be conscious that the heat was beginning to be of some effectLucy's heart beat a trifle more audibly to the stethoscope, and her lungs had a perceptible movementVan Helsing's face almost beamed, and as we lifted her from the bath and rolled her in a hot sheet to dry her he said to me, "The first gain is ours! Check to the King!" We took Lucy into another room, which had by now been prepared, and laid her in bed and forced a few drops of brandy down her throatI noticed that Van Helsing tied a soft silk handkerchief round her throatShe was still unconscious, and was quite as bad as, if not worse than, we had ever seen her Van Helsing called in one of the women, and told her to stay with her and not to take her eyes off her till we returned, and then beckoned me out of the link post comment

It will be a pleasure if we can so far deviate... 328 [Jan. 30th, 2010|02:32 am] It will be a pleasure if we can so far deviate from our rules as to give the required information to his lordship I wanted to secure a friend, and not to make an enemy, so I thanked him, gave the address at DrSeward's and came awayIt was now dark, and I was tired and hungryI got a cup of tea at the Aerated Bread Company and came down to Purfleet by the next train I found all the others at homeMina was looking tired and pale, but she made a gallant effort to be bright and cheerfulIt wrung my heart to think that I had had to keep anything from her and so caused her inquietudeThank God, this will be the last night of her looking on at our conferences, and feeling the sting of our not showing our confidenceIt took all my courage to hold to the wise resolution of keeping her out of our grim taskShe seems somehow more reconciled, or else the very subject seems to have become repugnant to her, for when any accidental allusion is made she actually shuddersI am glad we made our resolution in time, as with such a feeling as this, our growing knowledge would be torture to her I could not tell the others of the day's discovery till we were alone, so after dinner, followed by a little music to save appearances even amongst ourselves, I took Mina to her room and left her to go to bedThe dear girl was more affectionate with me than ever, and clung to me as though she would detain me, but there was much to be talked of and I came awayThank God, the ceasing of telling things has made no difference between us When I came down again I found the others all gathered round the fire in the studyIn the train I had written my diary so far, and simply read it off to them as the best means of letting them get abreast of my own information When I had finished Van Helsing said, "This has been a great day's work, friend JonathanDoubtless we are on the track of the missing boxesIf we find them all in that house, then our work is near the endBut if there be some missing, we must search until we find themThen shall we make our final coup, and hunt the wretch to his real death We all sat silent awhile and all at once MrMorris spoke, "Say! How are we going to get into that house?" "We got into the other," answered Lord Godalming quickly "But, Art, this is differentWe broke house at Carfax, but we had night and a walled park to protect usIt will be a mighty different thing to commit burglary in Piccadilly, either by day or nightI confess I don't see how we are going to get in unless that agency duck can find us a key of some sort Lord Godalming's brows contracted, and he stood up and walked about the roomBy-and-by he stopped and said, turning from one to another of us, "Quincey's head is levelThis burglary business is getting seriousWe got off once all right, but we have now a rare job on handUnless we can find the Count's key basket As nothing could well be done before morning, and as it would be at least advisable to wait till Lord Godalming should hear from Mitchell's, we decided not to take any active step before breakfast timeFor a good while we sat and smoked, discussing the matter in its various lights and bearingsI took the opportunity of bringing this diary right up to the momentI am very sleepy and shall go to bed? Just a lineMina sleeps soundly and her breathing is regularHer forehead is puckered up into little wrinkles, as though she thinks even in her sleepShe is still too pale, but does not look so haggard as she did this link post comment

It's quite a privilege to attend on herIt's not... 345 [Jan. 28th, 2010|02:18 am] It's quite a privilege to attend on herIt's not too much to say that she will do credit to our establishment!" I noticed that Van Helsing never kept far awayThis was possible from the disordered state of things in the householdThere were no relatives at hand, and as Arthur had to be back the next day to attend at his father's funeral, we were unable to notify any one who should have been biddenUnder the circumstances, Van Helsing and I took it upon ourselves to examine papers, etcHe insisted upon looking over Lucy's papers himselfI asked him why, for I feared that he, being a foreigner, might not be quite aware of English legal requirements, and so might in ignorance make some unnecessary trouble He answered me, "I know, I knowYou forget that I am a lawyer as well as a doctorBut this is not altogether for the lawYou knew that, when you avoided the coronerI have more than him to avoidThere may be papers more, such as this As he spoke he took from his pocket book the memorandum which had been in Lucy's breast, and which she had torn in her sleep "When you find anything of the solicitor who is for the late MrsWestenra, seal all her papers, and write him tonightFor me, I watch here in the room and in Miss Lucy's old room all night, and I myself search for what may beIt is not well that her very thoughts go into the hands of strangers I went on with my part of the work, and in another half hour had found the name and address of MrsWestenra's solicitor and had written to himAll the poor lady's papers were in orderExplicit directions regarding the place of burial were givenI had hardly sealed the letter, when, to my surprise, Van Helsing walked into the room, saying, "Can I help you friend John? I am free, and if I may, my service is to you "Have you got what you looked for?" I asked To which he replied, "I did not look for any specific thingI only hoped to find, and find I have, all that there was, only some letters and a few memoranda, and a diary new begunBut I have them here, and we shall for the present say nothing of themI shall see that poor lad tomorrow evening, and, with his sanction, I shall use some When we had finished the work in hand, he said to me, "And now, friend John, I think we may to bedWe want sleep, both you and I, and rest to recuperateTomorrow we shall have much to do, but for the tonight there is no need of usAlas!" Before turning in we went to look at poor LucyThe undertaker had certainly done his work well, for the room was turned into a small chapelle ardenteThere was a wilderness of beautiful white flowers, and death was made as little repulsive as might beThe end of the winding sheet was laid over the faceWhen the Professor bent over and turned it gently back, we both started at the beauty before usThe tall wax candles showing a sufficient light to note it wellAll Lucy's loveliness had come back to her in death, and the hours that had passed, instead of leaving traces of 'decay's effacing fingers', had but restored the beauty of life, till positively I could not believe my eyes that I was looking at a corpse The Professor looked sternly graveHe had not loved her as I had, and there was no need for tears in his link post comment

Hello, my account friends 330 [Jan. 26th, 2010|11:51 am] Welcome to my first blog link post comment

I do not care for myself, but for him!' So I am... 830 [Jan. 26th, 2010|11:51 am] I do not care for myself, but for him!' So I am quite free "I could easily see that she was somewhat bloodless, but I could not see the usual anemic signs, and by the chance, I was able to test the actual quality of her blood, for in opening a window which was stiff a cord gave way, and she cut her hand slightly with broken glassIt was a slight matter in itself, but it gave me an evident chance, and I secured a few drops of the blood and have analysed them "The qualitative analysis give a quite normal condition, and shows, I should infer, in itself a vigorous state of healthIn other physical matters I was quite satisfied that there is no need for anxiety, but as there must be a cause somewhere, I have come to the conclusion that it must be something mental "She complains of difficulty breathing satisfactorily at times, and of heavy, lethargic sleep, with dreams that frighten her, but regarding which she can remember nothingShe says that as a child, she used to walk in her sleep, and that when in Whitby the habit came back, and that once she walked out in the night and went to East Cliff, where Miss Murray found herBut she assures me that of late the habit has not returned "I am in doubt, and so have done the best thing I know ofI have written to my old friend and master, Professor Van Helsing, of Amsterdam, who knows as much about obscure diseases as any one in the worldI have asked him to come over, and as you told me that all things were to be at your charge, I have mentioned to him who you are and your relations to Miss WestenraThis, my dear fellow, is in obedience to your wishes, for I am only too proud and happy to do anything I can for her "Van Helsing would, I know, do anything for me for a personal reason, so no matter on what ground he comes, we must accept his wishesHe is a seemingly arbitrary man, this is because he knows what he is talking about better than any one elseHe is a philosopher and a metaphysician, and one of the most advanced scientists of his day, and he has, I believe, an absolutely open mindThis, with an iron nerve, a temper of the ice-brook, and indomitable resolution, self-command, and toleration exalted from virtues to blessings, and the kindliest and truest heart that beats, these form his equipment for the noble work that he is doing for mankind, work both in theory and practice, for his views are as wide as his all-embracing sympathyI tell you these facts that you may know why I have such confidence in himI have asked him to come at onceI shall see Miss Westenra tomorrow againShe is to meet me at the Stores, so that I may not alarm her mother by too early a repetition of my call John Seward LETTER, ABRAHAM VAN HELSING, MD, DPh, DSEWARD 2 September "My good Friend, "When I received your letter I am already coming to youBy good fortune I can leave just at once, without wrong to any of those who have trusted meWere fortune other, then it were bad for those who have trusted, for I come to my friend when he call me to aid those he holds dearTell your friend that when that time you suck from my wound so swiftly the poison of the gangrene from that knife that our other friend, too nervous, let slip, you did more for him when he wants my aids and you call for them than all his great fortune could doBut it is pleasure added to do for him, your friend, it is to you that I comeHave near at hand, and please it so arrange that we may see the young lady not too late on tomorrow, for it is likely that I may have to return here that nightBut if need be I shall come again in three days, and stay longer if it mustTill then goodbye, my friend John LETTER, DRARTHUR HOLMWOOD 3 September "My dear Art, "Van Helsing has come and goneHe came on with me to Hillingham, and found that, by Lucy's discretion, her mother was lunching out, so that we were alone with her "Van Helsing made a very careful examination of the patientHe is to report to me, and I shall advise you, for of course I was not present all the timeHe is, I fear, much concerned, but says he must thinkWhen I told him of our friendship and how you trust to me in the matter, he said, 'You must tell him all you thinkTell him what I think, if you can guess it, if you willNay, I am not jestingThis is no jest, but life and death, perhaps link post comment

Entertainment Guide [Jan. 25th, 2010|04:41 pm] There are a lot of shows and performances going on during the three-day New Year holiday in Beijing link post comment

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