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1DR. SEWARD'S DIARY--continued When we arrived at the Berkeley Hotel, Van Helsing found a telegram waiting for him:-- "Am
2coming up by train. Jonathan at Whitby. Important news.--MINA HARKER." The Professor was delighted. "Ah, that wonderful
3Madam Mina," he said, "pearl among women! She arrive, but I cannot stay. She must go to your house, friend John. You
4must meet her at the station. Telegraph her en route, so that she may be prepared." When the wire was despatched he had
5a cup of tea; over it he told me of a diary kept by Jonathan Harker when abroad, and gave me a typewritten copy of it,
6as also of Mrs. Harker's diary at Whitby. "Take these," he said, "and study them well. When I have returned you will be
7master of all the facts, and we can then better enter on our inquisition. Keep them safe, for there is in them much of
8treasure. You will need all your faith, even you who have had such an experience as that of to-day. What is here told,"
9he laid his hand heavily and gravely on the packet of papers as he spoke, "may be the beginning of the end to you and me
10and many another; or it may sound the knell of the Un-Dead who walk the earth. Read all, I pray you, with the open mind;
11and if you can add in any way to the story here told do so, for it is all-important. You have kept diary of all these so
12strange things; is it not so? Yes! Then we shall go through all these together when we meet." He then made ready for his
13departure, and shortly after drove off to Liverpool Street. I took my way to Paddington, where I arrived about fifteen
14minutes before the train came in. The crowd melted away, after the bustling fashion common to arrival platforms; and I
15was beginning to feel uneasy, lest I might miss my guest, when a sweet-faced, dainty-looking girl stepped up to me, and,
16after a quick glance, said: "Dr. Seward, is it not?" "And you are Mrs. Harker!" I answered at once; whereupon she held
17out her hand. "I knew you from the description of poor dear Lucy; but----" She stopped suddenly, and a quick blush
18overspread her face. The blush that rose to my own cheeks somehow set us both at ease, for it was a tacit answer to her
19own. I got her luggage, which included a typewriter, and we took the Underground to Fenchurch Street, after I had sent a
20wire to my housekeeper to have a sitting-room and bedroom prepared at once for Mrs. Harker. In due time we arrived. She
21knew, of course, that the place was a lunatic asylum, but I could see that she was unable to repress a shudder when we
22entered. She told me that, if she might, she would come presently to my study, as she had much to say. So here I am
23finishing my entry in my phonograph diary whilst I await her. As yet I have not had the chance of looking at the papers
24which Van Helsing left with me, though they lie open before me. I must get her interested in something, so that I may
25have an opportunity of reading them. She does not know how precious time is, or what a task we have in hand. I must be
26careful not to frighten her. Here she is! Mina Harker's Journal. 29 September.--After I had tidied myself, I went down
27to Dr. Seward's study. At the door I paused a moment, for I thought I heard him talking with some one. As, however, he
28had pressed me to be quick, I knocked at the door, and on his calling out, "Come in," I entered. To my intense surprise,
29there was no one with him. He was quite alone, and on the table opposite him was what I knew at once from the
30description to be a phonograph. I had never seen one, and was much interested. "I hope I did not keep you waiting," I
31said; "but I stayed at the door as I heard you talking, and thought there was some one with you." "Oh," he replied with
32a smile, "I was only entering my diary." "Your diary?" I asked him in surprise. "Yes," he answered. "I keep it in this."
33As he spoke he laid his hand on the phonograph. I felt quite excited over it, and blurted out:-- "Why, this beats even
34shorthand! May I hear it say something?" "Certainly," he replied with alacrity, and stood up to put it in train for
35speaking. Then he paused, and a troubled look overspread his face. "The fact is," he began awkwardly, "I only keep my
36diary in it; and as it is entirely--almost entirely--about my cases, it may be awkward--that is, I mean----" He stopped,
37and I tried to help him out of his embarrassment:-- "You helped to attend dear Lucy at the end. Let me hear how she
38died; for all that I know of her, I shall be very grateful. She was very, very dear to me." To my surprise, he answered,
39with a horrorstruck look in his face:-- "Tell you of her death? Not for the wide world!" "Why not?" I asked, for some
40grave, terrible feeling was coming over me. Again he paused, and I could see that he was trying to invent an excuse. At
41length he stammered out:-- "You see, I do not know how to pick out any particular part of the diary." Even while he was
42speaking an idea dawned upon him, and he said with unconscious simplicity, in a different voice, and with the naïveté of
43a child: "That's quite true, upon my honour. Honest Indian!" I could not but smile, at which he grimaced. "I gave myself
44away that time!" he said. "But do you know that, although I have kept the diary for months past, it never once struck me
45how I was going to find any particular part of it in case I wanted to look it up?" By this time my mind was made up that
46the diary of a doctor who attended Lucy might have something to add to the sum of our knowledge of that terrible Being,
47and I said boldly:-- "Then, Dr. Seward, you had better let me copy it out for you on my typewriter." He grew to a
48positively deathly pallor as he said:-- "No! no! no! For all the world, I wouldn't let you know that terrible story!"
49Then it was terrible; my intuition was right! For a moment I thought, and as my eyes ranged the room, unconsciously
50looking for something or some opportunity to aid me, they lit on a great batch of typewriting on the table. His eyes
51caught the look in mine, and, without his thinking, followed their direction. As they saw the parcel he realised my
52meaning. "You do not know me," I said. "When you have read those papers--my own diary and my husband's also, which I
53have typed--you will know me better. I have not faltered in giving every thought of my own heart in this cause; but, of
54course, you do not know me--yet; and I must not expect you to trust me so far." He is certainly a man of noble nature;
55poor dear Lucy was right about him. He stood up and opened a large drawer, in which were arranged in order a number of
56hollow cylinders of metal covered with dark wax, and said:-- "You are quite right. I did not trust you because I did not
57know you. But I know you now; and let me say that I should have known you long ago. I know that Lucy told you of me; she
58told me of you too. May I make the only atonement in my power? Take the cylinders and hear them--the first half-dozen of
59them are personal to me, and they will not horrify you; then you will know me better. Dinner will by then be ready. In
60the meantime I shall read over some of these documents, and shall be better able to understand certain things." He
61carried the phonograph himself up to my sitting-room and adjusted it for me. Now I shall learn something pleasant, I am
62sure; for it will tell me the other side of a true love episode of which I know one side already.... Dr. Seward's Diary.
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