1 October, 5 A.M.
I went with the party to the search
with an easy mind, for I think I never saw Mina so absolutely strong and well.
I am so glad that she consented to hold back and let us men do the work. Somehow,
it was a dread to me that she was in this fearful business at all, but now that
her work is done, and that it is due to her energy and brains and foresight that
the whole story is put together in such a way that every point tells, she may
well feel that her part is finished, and that she can henceforth leave the rest
to us. We were, I think, all a little upset by the scene with Mr. Renfield. When
we came away from his room we were silent till we got back to the study.
Mr. Morris said to Dr. Seward, "Say, Jack, if that man wasn't attempting
a bluff, he is about the sanest lunatic I ever saw. I'm not sure, but I believe
that he had some serious purpose, and if he had, it was pretty rough on him not
to get a chance."
Lord Godalming and I were silent, but Dr. Van Helsing
added, "Friend John, you know more lunatics than I do, and I'm glad of it,
for I fear that if it had been to me to decide I would before that last hysterical
outburst have given him free. But we live and learn, and in our present task we
must take no chance, as my friend Quincey would say. All is best as they are."
Seward seemed to answer them both in a dreamy kind of way, "I don't know
but that I agree with you. If that man had been an ordinary lunatic I would have
taken my chance of trusting him, but he seems so mixed up with the Count in an
indexy kind of way that I am afraid of doing anything wrong by helping his fads.
I can't forget how he prayed with almost equal fervor for a cat, and then tried
to tear my throat out with his teeth. Besides, he called the Count 'lord and master',
and he may want to get out to help him in some diabolical way. That horrid thing
has the wolves and the rats and his own kind to help him, so I suppose he isn't
above trying to use a respectable lunatic. He certainly did seem earnest, though.
I only hope we have done what is best. These things, in conjunction with the wild
work we have in hand, help to unnerve a man."
The Professor stepped
over, and laying his hand on his shoulder, said in his grave, kindly way, "Friend
John, have no fear. We are trying to do our duty in a very sad and terrible case,
we can only do as we deem best. What else have we to hope for, except the pity
of the good God?"
Lord Godalming had slipped away for a few minutes,
but now he returned. He held up a little silver whistle as he remarked, "That
old place may be full of rats, and if so, I've got an antidote on call."
passed the wall, we took our way to the house, taking care to keep in the shadows
of the trees on the lawn when the moonlight shone out. When we got to the porch
the Professor opened his bag and took out a lot of things, which he laid on the
step, sorting them into four little groups, evidently one for each. Then he spoke.
friends, we are going into a terrible danger, and we need arms of many kinds.
Our enemy is not merely spiritual. Remember that he has the strength of twenty
men, and that, though our necks or our windpipes are of the common kind, and therefore
breakable or crushable, his are not amenable to mere strength. A stronger man,
or a body of men more strong in all than him, can at certain times hold him, but
they cannot hurt him as we can be hurt by him. We must, therefore, guard ourselves
from his touch. Keep this near your heart." As he spoke he lifted a little
silver crucifix and held it out to me, I being nearest to him, "put these
flowers round your neck," here he handed to me a wreath of withered garlic
blossoms, "for other enemies more mundane, this revolver and this knife,
and for aid in all, these so small electric lamps, which you can fasten to your
breast, and for all, and above all at the last, this, which we must not desecrate
This was a portion of Sacred Wafer, which he put in an envelope
and handed to me. Each of the others was similarly equipped.
he said, "friend John, where are the skeleton keys? If so that we can open
the door, we need not break house by the window, as before at Miss Lucy's."
Seward tried one or two skeleton keys, his mechanical dexterity as a surgeon standing
him in good stead. Presently he got one to suit, after a little play back and
forward the bolt yielded, and with a rusty clang, shot back. We pressed on the
door, the rusty hinges creaked, and it slowly opened. It was startlingly like
the image conveyed to me in Dr. Seward's diary of the opening of Miss Westenra's
tomb, I fancy that the same idea seemed to strike the others, for with one accord
they shrank back. The Professor was the first to move forward, and stepped into
the open door.
"In manus tuas, Domine!" he said, crossing himself
as he passed over the threshold. We closed the door behind us, lest when we should
have lit our lamps we should possibly attract attention from the road. The Professor
carefully tried the lock, lest we might not be able to open it from within should
we be in a hurry making our exit. Then we all lit our lamps and proceeded on our
The light from the tiny lamps fell in all sorts of odd forms, as
the rays crossed each other, or the opacity of our bodies threw great shadows.
I could not for my life get away from the feeling that there was someone else
amongst us. I suppose it was the recollection, so powerfully brought home to me
by the grim surroundings, of that terrible experience in Transylvania. I think
the feeling was common to us all, for I noticed that the others kept looking over
their shoulders at every sound and every new shadow, just as I felt myself doing.
whole place was thick with dust. The floor was seemingly inches deep, except where
there were recent footsteps, in which on holding down my lamp I could see marks
of hobnails where the dust was cracked. The walls were fluffy and heavy with dust,
and in the corners were masses of spider's webs, whereon the dust had gathered
till they looked like old tattered rags as the weight had torn them partly down.
On a table in the hall was a great bunch of keys, with a time-yellowed label on
each. They had been used several times, for on the table were several similar
rents in the blanket of dust, similar to that exposed when the Professor lifted
He turned to me and said, "You know this place, Jonathan. You
have copied maps of it, and you know it at least more than we do. Which is the
way to the chapel?"
I had an idea of its direction, though on my former
visit I had not been able to get admission to it, so I led the way, and after
a few wrong turnings found myself opposite a low, arched oaken door, ribbed with
"This is the spot," said the Professor as he turned
his lamp on a small map of the house, copied from the file of my original correspondence
regarding the purchase. With a little trouble we found the key on the bunch and
opened the door. We were prepared for some unpleasantness, for as we were opening
the door a faint, malodorous air seemed to exhale through the gaps, but none of
us ever expected such an odour as we encountered. None of the others had met the
Count at all at close quarters, and when I had seen him he was either in the fasting
stage of his existence in his rooms or, when he was bloated with fresh blood,
in a ruined building open to the air, but here the place was small and close,
and the long disuse had made the air stagnant and foul. There was an earthy smell,
as of some dry miasma, which came through the fouler air. But as to the odour
itself, how shall I describe it? It was not alone that it was composed of all
the ills of mortality and with the pungent, acrid smell of blood, but it seemed
as though corruption had become itself corrupt. Faugh! It sickens me to think
of it. Every breath exhaled by that monster seemed to have clung to the place
and intensified its loathsomeness.
Under ordinary circumstances such a stench
would have brought our enterprise to an end, but this was no ordinary case, and
the high and terrible purpose in which we were involved gave us a strength which
rose above merely physical considerations. After the involuntary shrinking consequent
on the first nauseous whiff, we one and all set about our work as though that
loathsome place were a garden of roses.
We made an accurate examination
of the place, the Professor saying as we began, "The first thing is to see
how many of the boxes are left, we must then examine every hole and corner and
cranny and see if we cannot get some clue as to what has become of the rest."
glance was sufficient to show how many remained, for the great earth chests were
bulky, and there was no mistaking them.
There were only twenty-nine left
out of the fifty! Once I got a fright, for, seeing Lord Godalming suddenly turn
and look out of the vaulted door into the dark passage beyond, I looked too, and
for an instant my heart stood still. Somewhere, looking out from the shadow, I
seemed to see the high lights of the Count's evil face, the ridge of the nose,
the red eyes, the red lips, the awful pallor. It was only for a moment, for, as
Lord Godalming said, "I thought I saw a face, but it was only the shadows,"
and resumed his inquiry, I turned my lamp in the direction, and stepped into the
passage. There was no sign of anyone, and as there were no corners, no doors,
no aperture of any kind, but only the solid walls of the passage, there could
be no hiding place even for him. I took it that fear had helped imagination, and
A few minutes later I saw Morris step suddenly back from a
corner, which he was examining. We all followed his movements with our eyes, for
undoubtedly some nervousness was growing on us, and we saw a whole mass of phosphorescence,
which twinkled like stars. We all instinctively drew back. The whole place was
becoming alive with rats.
For a moment or two we stood appalled, all save
Lord Godalming, who was seemingly prepared for such an emergency. Rushing over
to the great iron-bound oaken door, which Dr. Seward had described from the outside,
and which I had seen myself, he turned the key in the lock, drew the huge bolts,
and swung the door open. Then, taking his little silver whistle from his pocket,
he blew a low, shrill call. It was answered from behind Dr. Seward's house by
the yelping of dogs, and after about a minute three terriers came dashing round
the corner of the house. Unconsciously we had all moved towards the door, and
as we moved I noticed that the dust had been much disturbed. The boxes which had
been taken out had been brought this way. But even in the minute that had elapsed
the number of the rats had vastly increased. They seemed to swarm over the place
all at once, till the lamplight, shining on their moving dark bodies and glittering,
baleful eyes, made the place look like a bank of earth set with fireflies. The
dogs dashed on, but at the threshold suddenly stopped and snarled, and then, simultaneously
lifting their noses, began to howl in most lugubrious fashion. The rats were multiplying
in thousands, and we moved out.
Lord Godalming lifted one of the dogs, and
carrying him in, placed him on the floor. The instant his feet touched the ground
he seemed to recover his courage, and rushed at his natural enemies. They fled
before him so fast that before he had shaken the life out of a score, the other
dogs, who had by now been lifted in the same manner, had but small prey ere the
whole mass had vanished.
With their going it seemed as if some evil presence
had departed, for the dogs frisked about and barked merrily as they made sudden
darts at their prostrate foes, and turned them over and over and tossed them in
the air with vicious shakes. We all seemed to find our spirits rise. Whether it
was the purifying of the deadly atmosphere by the opening of the chapel door,
or the relief which we experienced by finding ourselves in the open I know not,
but most certainly the shadow of dread seemed to slip from us like a robe, and
the occasion of our coming lost something of its grim significance, though we
did not slacken a whit in our resolution. We closed the outer door and barred
and locked it, and bringing the dogs with us, began our search of the house. We
found nothing throughout except dust in extraordinary proportions, and all untouched
save for my own footsteps when I had made my first visit. Never once did the dogs
exhibit any symptom of uneasiness, and even when we returned to the chapel they
frisked about as though they had been rabbit hunting in a summer wood.
morning was quickening in the east when we emerged from the front. Dr. Van Helsing
had taken the key of the hall door from the bunch, and locked the door in orthodox
fashion, putting the key into his pocket when he had done.
he said, "our night has been eminently successful. No harm has come to us
such as I feared might be and yet we have ascertained how many boxes are missing.
More than all do I rejoice that this, our first, and perhaps our most difficult
and dangerous, step has been accomplished without the bringing thereinto our most
sweet Madam Mina or troubling her waking or sleeping thoughts with sights and
sounds and smells of horror which she might never forget. One lesson, too, we
have learned, if it be allowable to argue a particulari, that the brute beasts
which are to the Count's command are yet themselves not amenable to his spiritual
power, for look, these rats that would come to his call, just as from his castle
top he summon the wolves to your going and to that poor mother's cry, though they
come to him, they run pell-mell from the so little dogs of my friend Arthur. We
have other matters before us, other dangers, other fears, and that monster . .
. He has not used his power over the brute world for the only or the last time
tonight. So be it that he has gone elsewhere. Good! It has given us opportunity
to cry 'check' in some ways in this chess game, which we play for the stake of
human souls. And now let us go home. The dawn is close at hand, and we have reason
to be content with our first night's work. It may be ordained that we have many
nights and days to follow, if full of peril, but we must go on, and from no danger
shall we shrink."
The house was silent when we got back, save for some
poor creature who was screaming away in one of the distant wards, and a low, moaning
sound from Renfield's room. The poor wretch was doubtless torturing himself, after
the manner of the insane, with needless thoughts of pain.
I came tiptoe
into our own room, and found Mina asleep, breathing so softly that I had to put
my ear down to hear it. She looks paler than usual. I hope the meeting tonight
has not upset her. I am truly thankful that she is to be left out of our future
work, and even of our deliberations. It is too great a strain for a woman to bear.
I did not think so at first, but I know better now. Therefore I am glad that it
is settled. There may be things which would frighten her to hear, and yet to conceal
them from her might be worse than to tell her if once she suspected that there
was any concealment. Henceforth our work is to be a sealed book to her, till at
least such time as we can tell her that all is finished, and the earth free from
a monster of the nether world. I daresay it will be difficult to begin to keep
silence after such confidence as ours, but I must be resolute, and tomorrow I
shall keep dark over tonight's doings, and shall refuse to speak of anything that
has happened. I rest on the sofa, so as not to disturb her.