Part 12

Dr. Seward’s Diary

           18September. IdroveatoncetoHillinghamandarrivedearly. Keepingmycabatthegate,Iwentuptheavenuealone. Iknockedgentlyandrangasquietlyaspossible,forIfearedtodisturbLucyorhermother,andhopedtoonlybringaservanttothedoor. Afterawhile,findingnoresponse,Iknockedandrangagain,stillnoanswer. Icursedthelazinessoftheservantsthattheyshouldlieabedatsuchanhour,foritwasnowteno’clock,andsorangandknockedagain,butmoreimpatiently,butstillwithoutresponse. HithertoIhadblamedonlytheservants,butnowaterriblefearbegantoassailme. Wasthisdesolationbutanotherlinkinthechainofdoomwhichseemeddrawingtightroundus? WasitindeedahouseofdeathtowhichIhadcome,toolate? Iknowthatminutes,evensecondsofdelay,mightmeanhoursofdangertoLucy,ifshehadhadagainoneofthosefrightfulrelapses,andIwentroundthehousetotryifIcouldfindbychanceanentryanywhere. 

           Icouldfindnomeansofingress. Everywindowanddoorwasfastenedandlocked,andIreturnedbaffledtotheporch. AsIdidso,Iheardtherapidpit-patofaswiftlydrivenhorse’sfeet. Theystoppedatthegate,andafewsecondslaterImetVanHelsingrunninguptheavenue. Whenhesawme,hegaspedout,"Thenitwasyou,andjustarrived. Howisshe? Arewetoolate? Didyounotgetmytelegram?" 

           IansweredasquicklyandcoherentlyasIcouldthatIhadonlygothistelegramearlyinthemorning,andhadnotaminuteincominghere,andthatIcouldnotmakeanyoneinthehousehearme. Hepausedandraisedhishatashesaidsolemnly, "ThenIfearwearetoolate.God’swillbedone!" 

           Withhisusualrecuperativeenergy,hewenton, "Come.Iftherebenowayopentogetin,wemustmakeone.Timeisallinalltousnow." 

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