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Dracula

made an instant change in him, for the fury passed so quickly that I could hardly
believe that it was ever there.
"Take care," he said, "take care how you cut yourself. It is more dangerous that
you think in this country." Then seizing the shaving glass, he went on, "And this
is the wretched thing that has done the mischief. It is a foul bauble of man's
vanity. Away with it!" And opening the window with one wrench of his terrible
hand, he flung out the glass, which was shattered into a thousand pieces on the
stones of the courtyard far below. Then he withdrew without a word. It is very
annoying, for I do not see how I am to shave, unless in my watch-case or the
bottom of the shaving pot, which is fortunately of metal.
When I went into the dining room, breakfast was prepared, but I could not find
the Count anywhere. So I breakfasted alone. It is strange that as yet I have not
seen the Count eat or drink. He must be a very peculiar man! After breakfast I did
a little exploring in the castle. I went out on the stairs, and found a room looking
towards the South.
The view was magnificent, and from where I stood there was every opportunity of
seeing it. The castle is on the very edge of a terrific precipice. A stone falling from
the window would fall a thousand feet without touching anything! As far as the
eye can reach is a sea of green tree tops, with occasionally a deep rift where
there is a chasm. Here and there are silver threads where the rivers wind in deep
gorges through the forests.
But I am not in heart to describe beauty, for when I had seen the view I explored
further. Doors, doors, doors everywhere, and all locked and bolted. In no place
save from the windows in the castle walls is there an available exit. The castle is
a veritable prison, and I am a prisoner!
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