| For I know that she have suffer much, and sleep... 2 |
[Jan. 28th, 2010|02:12 am] |
For I know that she have suffer much, and sleep at times be all-in-all to herI think I drowse myself, for all of sudden I feel guilt, as though I have done somethingI find myself bolt up, with the reins in my hand, and the good horses go along jog, jog, just as everI look down and find Madam Mina still asleepIt is now not far off sunset time, and over the snow the light of the sun flow in big yellow flood, so that we throw great long shadow on where the mountain rise so steepFor we are going up, and up, and all is oh so wild and rocky, as though it were the end of the world
Then I arouse Madam MinaThis time she wake with not much trouble, and then I try to put her to hypnotic sleepBut she sleep not, being as though I were notStill I try and try, till all at once I find her and myself in dark, so I look round, and find that the sun have gone downMadam Mina laugh, and I turn and look at herShe is now quite awake, and look so well as I never saw her since that night at Carfax when we first enter the Count's houseI am amaze, and not at ease thenBut she is so bright and tender and thoughtful for me that I forget all fearI light a fire, for we have brought supply of wood with us, and she prepare food while I undo the horses and set them, tethered in shelter, to feedThen when I return to the fire she have my supper readyI go to help her, but she smile, and tell me that she have eat alreadyThat she was so hungry that she would not waitI like it not, and I have grave doubtsBut I fear to affright her, and so I am silent of itShe help me and I eat alone, and then we wrap in fur and lie beside the fire, and I tell her to sleep while I watchBut presently I forget all of watchingAnd when I sudden remember that I watch, I find her lying quiet, but awake, and looking at me with so bright eyesOnce, twice more the same occur, and I get much sleep till before morningWhen I wake I try to hypnotize her, but alas! though she shut her eyes obedient, she may not sleepThe sun rise up, and up, and up, and then sleep come to her too late, but so heavy that she will not wakeI have to lift her up, and place her sleeping in the carriage when I have harnessed the horses and made all readyMadam still sleep, and she look in her sleep more healthy and more redder than beforeAnd I am afraid, afraid, afraid! I am afraid of all things, even to think but I must go on my wayThe stake we play for is life and death, or more than these, and we must not flinch
5 November, morning-Let me be accurate in everything, for though you and I have seen some strange things together, you may at the first think that I, Van Helsing, am madThat the many horrors and the so long strain on nerves has at the last turn my brain
All yesterday we travel, always getting closer to the mountains, and moving into a more and more wild and desert landThere are great, frowning precipices and much falling water, and Nature seem to have held sometime her carnivalMadam Mina still sleep and sleepAnd though I did have hunger and appeased it, I could not waken her, even for foodI began to fear that the fatal spell of the place was upon her, tainted as she is with that Vampire baptism"Well," said I to myself, "if it be that she sleep all the day, it shall also be that I do not sleep at night As we travel on the rough road, for a road of an ancient and imperfect kind there was, I held down my head and |
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