DraculaJonathan Harker, a young English lawyer, travels to Castle Dracula in the Eastern European country of Transylvania to conclude a real estate transaction with a nobleman named Count Dracula. As Harker wends his way through the picturesque countryside, the local peasants warn him about his destination, giving him crucifixes and other charms against evil and uttering strange words that Harker later translates into "vampire." Frightened but no less determined, Harker meets the count's carriage as planned. The journey to the castle is harrowing, and the carriage is nearly attacked by angry wolves along the way. Upon arriving at the crumbling old castle, Harker finds that the elderly Dracula is a well educated and hospitable gentleman. After only a few days, however, Harker realizes that he is effectively a prisoner in the castle. |
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... never forget the last glimpse which I had of the inn - yard and its crowd of picturesque figures , all crossing themselves , as they stood round the wide archway , with its background of rich foliage of oleander and orange trees in ...
... never forget the last glimpse which I had of the inn - yard and its crowd of picturesque figures , all crossing themselves , as they stood round the wide archway , with its background of rich foliage of oleander and orange trees in ...
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... never come . It may be that this strange night - existence is telling on me ; but would that that were all ! If there were any one to talk to I could bear it , but there is no one . I have only the Count to speak with , and he ! -I fear ...
... never come . It may be that this strange night - existence is telling on me ; but would that that were all ! If there were any one to talk to I could bear it , but there is no one . I have only the Count to speak with , and he ! -I fear ...
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... never reach . The warlike days are over . Blood is too precious a thing in these days of dishonourable peace ; and the glories of the great races are as a tale that is told . " It was by this time close on morning , and we went to bed ...
... never reach . The warlike days are over . Blood is too precious a thing in these days of dishonourable peace ; and the glories of the great races are as a tale that is told . " It was by this time close on morning , and we went to bed ...
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... cer- tainly left me under the impression that he would have made a wonderful solicitor , for there was nothing that he did not think of or foresee . For a man who was never in the country , and who did not evidently do much 34 DRACULA.
... cer- tainly left me under the impression that he would have made a wonderful solicitor , for there was nothing that he did not think of or foresee . For a man who was never in the country , and who did not evidently do much 34 DRACULA.
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... never quite knew what Shakespeare meant when he made Hamlet say : - " My tablets ! quick , my tablets ! ' Tis meet that I put it down , " etc. , for now , feeling as though my own brain were unhinged or as if the shock had come which ...
... never quite knew what Shakespeare meant when he made Hamlet say : - " My tablets ! quick , my tablets ! ' Tis meet that I put it down , " etc. , for now , feeling as though my own brain were unhinged or as if the shock had come which ...
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