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Chapter 24
DR. SEWARD'S PHONOGRAPH DIARY
SPOKEN BY VAN HELSING
This to Jonathan Harker.
You are to stay with your dear Madam Mina. We shall go to make our search, if I can
call it so, for it is not search but knowing, and we seek confirmation only. But do you
stay and take care of her today. This is your best and most holiest office. This day
nothing can find him here.
Let me tell you that so you will know what we four know already, for I have tell them.
He, our enemy, have gone away. He have gone back to his Castle in Transylvania. I
know it so well, as if a great hand of fire wrote it on the wall. He have prepare for this in
some way, and that last earth box was ready to ship somewheres. For this he took the
money. For this he hurry at the last, lest we catch him before the sun go down. It was
his last hope, save that he might hide in the tomb that he think poor Miss Lucy, being as
he thought like him, keep open to him. But there was not of time. When that fail he
make straight for his last resource, his last earth-work I might say did I wish double
entente. He is clever, oh so clever! He know that his game here was finish. And so he
decide he go back home. He find ship going by the route he came, and he go in it. We
go off now to find what ship, and whither bound. When we have discover that, we come
back and tell you all. Then we will comfort you and poor Madam Mina with new hope.
For it will be hope when you think it over, that all is not lost. This very creature that we
pursue, he take hundreds of years to get so far as London. And yet in one day, when
we know of the disposal of him we drive him out. He is finite, though he is powerful to do
much harm and suffers not as we do. But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we
are all more strong together. Take heart afresh, dear husband of Madam Mina. This
battle is but begun and in the end we shall win. So sure as that God sits on high to
watch over His children. Therefore be of much comfort till we return.
VAN HELSING.
JONATHAN HARKER'S JOURNAL
4 October.--When I read to Mina, Van Helsing's message in the phonograph, the poor
girl brightened up considerably. Already the certainty that the Count is out of the country
has given her comfort. And comfort is strength to her. For my own part, now that his
horrible danger is not face to face with us, it seems almost impossible to believe in it.
Even my own terrible experiences in Castle Dracula seem like a long forgotten dream.
Here in the crisp autumn air in the bright sunlight.
Alas! How can I disbelieve! In the midst of my thought my eye fell on the red scar on
my poor darling's white forehead. Whilst that lasts, there can be no disbelief. Mina and I
fear to be idle, so we have been over all the diaries again and again. Somehow,
although the reality seem greater each time, the pain and the fear seem less. There is