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all howling at once- as I went up the steps. Then I had a vague memory
of something long and dark with red eyes, just as we saw in the
sunset, and something very sweet and very bitter all around me at
once; and then I seemed sinking into deep green water, and there was a
singing in my ears, as I have heard there is to drowning men; and then
everything seemed passing away from me; my soul seemed to go out
from my body and float about the air. I seem to remember that once the
West Lighthouse was right under me, and then there was a sort of
agonising feeling, as if I were in an earthquake, and I came back
and found you shaking my body. I saw you do it before I felt you."

Then she began to laugh. It seemed a little uncanny to me, and I
listened to her breathlessly. I did not quite like it, and thought
it better not to keep her mind on the subject, so we drifted on to
other subjects, and Lucy was like her old self again. When we got home
the fresh breeze had braced her up, and her pale cheeks were really
more rosy. Her mother rejoiced when she saw her, and we all spent a
very happy evening together.

19 August.- Joy, joy, joy! although not all joy. At last, news of
Jonathan. The dear fellow has been ill; that is why he did not
write. I am not afraid to think it or say it, now that I know. Mr.
Hawkins sent me on the letter, and wrote himself, oh, so kindly. I
am to leave in the morning and go over to Jonathan, and to help to
nurse him if necessary, and to bring him home. Mr. Hawkins says it
would not be a bad thing if we were to be married out there. I have
cried over the good Sister's letter till I can feel it wet against
my bosom, where it lies. It is of Jonathan, and must be next my heart,
for he is in my heart. My journey is all mapped out, and my luggage
ready. I am only taking one change of dress; Lucy All bring my trunk
to London and keep it till I send for it, for it may be that... I must
write no more; I must keep it to say to Jonathan, my husband. The
letter that he has seen and touched must comfort me till we meet.

Letter, Sister Agatha, Hospital of SL Joseph and Ste. Mary,

Buda-Pesth, to Miss Wilhelmina Murray.

"12 August.

"Dear Madam,-

"I write by desire of Mr. Jonathan Harker, who is himself not strong
enough to write, though progressing well, thanks to God and St. Joseph
and Ste. Mary. He has been under our care for nearly six weeks,
suffering from a violent brain fever. He wishes me to convey his love,
and to say that by this post I write for him to Mr. Peter Hawkins,
Exeter, to say, with his dutiful respects, that he is sorry for his
delay, and that all of his work is completed. He will require some few
weeks' rest in our sanatorium in the hills, but will then return. He