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Dracula

Chapter 4
JONATHAN HARKER'S JOURNAL CONTINUED
I awoke in my own bed. If it be that I had not dreamt, the Count must have
carried me here. I tried to satisfy myself on the subject, but could not arrive at
any unquestionable result. To be sure, there were certain small evidences, such
as that my clothes were folded and laid by in a manner which was not my habit.
My watch was still unwound, and I am rigorously accustomed to wind it the last
thing before going to bed, and many such details. But these things are no proof,
for they may have been evidences that my mind was not as usual, and, for some
cause or another, I had certainly been much upset. I must watch for proof. Of one
thing I am glad. If it was that the Count carried me here and undressed me, he
must have been hurried in his task, for my pockets are intact. I am sure this diary
would have been a mystery to him which he would not have brooked. He would
have taken or destroyed it. As I look round this room, although it has been to me
so full of fear, it is now a sort of sanctuary, for nothing can be more dreadful than
those awful women, who were, who are, waiting to suck my blood.
18 May.--I have been down to look at that room again in daylight, for I must know
the truth. When I got to the doorway at the top of the stairs I found it closed. It
had been so forcibly driven against the jamb that part of the woodwork was
splintered. I could see that the bolt of the lock had not been shot, but the door is
fastened from the inside. I fear it was no dream, and must act on this surmise.
19 May.--I am surely in the toils. Last night the Count asked me in the sauvest
tones to write three letters, one saying that my work here was nearly done, and
that I should start for home within a few days,another that I was starting on the
next morning from the time of the letter, and the third that I had left the castle and
arrived at Bistritz. I would fain have rebelled, but felt that in the present state of
things it would be madness to quarrel openly with the Count whilst I am so
absolutely in his power. And to refuse would be to excite his suspicion and to
arouse his anger. He knows that I know too much, and that I must not live, lest I
be dangerous to him. My only chance is to prolong my opportunities. Something
may occur which will give ma a chance to escape. I saw in his eyes something of
that gathering wrath which was manifest when he hurled that fair woman from
him. He explained to me that posts were few and uncertain, and that my writing
now would ensure ease of mind to my friends. And he assured me with so much
impressiveness that he would countermand the later letters, which would be held
over at Bistritz until due time in case chance would admit of my prolonging my
stay, that to oppose him would have been to create new suspicion. I therefore
pretended to fall in with his views, and asked him what dates I should put on the
letters.
He calculated a minute, and then said, "The first should be June 12, the second
June 19,and the third June 29."
I know now the span of my life. God help me!
28 May.--There is a chance of escape, or at any rate of being able to send word
home. A band of Szgany have come to the castle, and are encamped in the
 
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