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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Page 20
... .. I am all in a sea of wonders . I doubt ; I fear ; I think strange things , which I dare not confess to my own soul . God keep me , if only for the sake of those dear to me ! 7 May . It is again early morning , but 20 DRACULA.
... .. I am all in a sea of wonders . I doubt ; I fear ; I think strange things , which I dare not confess to my own soul . God keep me , if only for the sake of those dear to me ! 7 May . It is again early morning , but 20 DRACULA.
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... have only the Count to speak with , and he ! -I fear I am myself the only living soul within the place . Let me be prosaic so far as facts can be ; it will help me to bear up , and imagination JONATHAN HARKER'S JOURNAL 27.
... have only the Count to speak with , and he ! -I fear I am myself the only living soul within the place . Let me be prosaic so far as facts can be ; it will help me to bear up , and imagination JONATHAN HARKER'S JOURNAL 27.
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... soul- less laughter rang through the room that it almost made me faint to hear ; it seemed like the pleasure of fiends . Then the Count turned , after looking at my face atten- tively and said in a soft whisper : - " Yes , I too can ...
... soul- less laughter rang through the room that it almost made me faint to hear ; it seemed like the pleasure of fiends . Then the Count turned , after looking at my face atten- tively and said in a soft whisper : - " Yes , I too can ...
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... soul was struggling , and my half - remembered sensibilities were striving to answer the call . I was becoming hypnotised ! Quicker and quicker danced the dust ; the moonbeams seemed to quiver as they went by me into the mass of gloom ...
... soul was struggling , and my half - remembered sensibilities were striving to answer the call . I was becoming hypnotised ! Quicker and quicker danced the dust ; the moonbeams seemed to quiver as they went by me into the mass of gloom ...
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... went down even into the vaults , where the dim light strug- gled , although to do so was a dread to my very soul . Into two of these I went , but saw nothing except fragments of old coffins and piles of dust ; in the 52 DRACULA.
... went down even into the vaults , where the dim light strug- gled , although to do so was a dread to my very soul . Into two of these I went , but saw nothing except fragments of old coffins and piles of dust ; in the 52 DRACULA.
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