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1"Van Helsing has come and gone. He came on with me to Hillingham, and found that, by Lucy's discretion, her mother was
2lunching out, so that we were alone with her. Van Helsing made a very careful examination of the patient. He is to
3report to me, and I shall advise you, for of course I was not present all the time. He is, I fear, much concerned, but
4says he must think. When I told him of our friendship and how you trust to me in the matter, he said: 'You must tell him
5all you think. Tell him what I think, if you can guess it, if you will. Nay, I am not jesting. This is no jest, but life
6and death, perhaps more.' I asked what he meant by that, for he was very serious. This was when we had come back to
7town, and he was having a cup of tea before starting on his return to Amsterdam. He would not give me any further clue.
8You must not be angry with me, Art, because his very reticence means that all his brains are working for her good. He
9will speak plainly enough when the time comes, be sure. So I told him I would simply write an account of our visit, just
10as if I were doing a descriptive special article for The Daily Telegraph. He seemed not to notice, but remarked that the
11smuts in London were not quite so bad as they used to be when he was a student here. I am to get his report to-morrow if
12he can possibly make it. In any case I am to have a letter. "Well, as to the visit. Lucy was more cheerful than on the
13day I first saw her, and certainly looked better. She had lost something of the ghastly look that so upset you, and her
14breathing was normal. She was very sweet to the professor (as she always is), and tried to make him feel at ease; though
15I could see that the poor girl was making a hard struggle for it. I believe Van Helsing saw it, too, for I saw the quick
16look under his bushy brows that I knew of old. Then he began to chat of all things except ourselves and diseases and
17with such an infinite geniality that I could see poor Lucy's pretense of animation merge into reality. Then, without any
18seeming change, he brought the conversation gently round to his visit, and suavely said:-- "'My dear young miss, I have
19the so great pleasure because you are so much beloved. That is much, my dear, ever were there that which I do not see.
20They told me you were down in the spirit, and that you were of a ghastly pale. To them I say: "Pouf!"' And he snapped
21his fingers at me and went on: 'But you and I shall show them how wrong they are. How can he'--and he pointed at me with
22the same look and gesture as that with which once he pointed me out to his class, on, or rather after, a particular
23occasion which he never fails to remind me of--'know anything of a young ladies? He has his madmans to play with, and to
24bring them back to happiness, and to those that love them. It is much to do, and, oh, but there are rewards, in that we
25can bestow such happiness. But the young ladies! He has no wife nor daughter, and the young do not tell themselves to
26the young, but to the old, like me, who have known so many sorrows and the causes of them. So, my dear, we will send him
27away to smoke the cigarette in the garden, whiles you and I have little talk all to ourselves.' I took the hint, and
28strolled about, and presently the professor came to the window and called me in. He looked grave, but said: 'I have made
29careful examination, but there is no functional cause. With you I agree that there has been much blood lost; it has
30been, but is not. But the conditions of her are in no way anæmic. I have asked her to send me her maid, that I may ask
31just one or two question, that so I may not chance to miss nothing. I know well what she will say. And yet there is
32cause; there is always cause for everything. I must go back home and think. You must send to me the telegram every day;
33and if there be cause I shall come again. The disease--for not to be all well is a disease--interest me, and the sweet
34young dear, she interest me too. She charm me, and for her, if not for you or disease, I come.' "As I tell you, he would
35not say a word more, even when we were alone. And so now, Art, you know all I know. I shall keep stern watch. I trust
36your poor father is rallying. It must be a terrible thing to you, my dear old fellow, to be placed in such a position
37between two people who are both so dear to you. I know your idea of duty to your father, and you are right to stick to
38it; but, if need be, I shall send you word to come at once to Lucy; so do not be over-anxious unless you hear from me."
39Dr. Seward's Diary. 4 September.--Zoöphagous patient still keeps up our interest in him. He had only one outburst and
40that was yesterday at an unusual time. Just before the stroke of noon he began to grow restless. The attendant knew the
41symptoms, and at once summoned aid. Fortunately the men came at a run, and were just in time, for at the stroke of noon
42he became so violent that it took all their strength to hold him. In about five minutes, however, he began to get more
43and more quiet, and finally sank into a sort of melancholy, in which state he has remained up to now. The attendant
44tells me that his screams whilst in the paroxysm were really appalling; I found my hands full when I got in, attending
45to some of the other patients who were frightened by him. Indeed, I can quite understand the effect, for the sounds
46disturbed even me, though I was some distance away. It is now after the dinner-hour of the asylum, and as yet my patient
47sits in a corner brooding, with a dull, sullen, woe-begone look in his face, which seems rather to indicate than to show
48something directly. I cannot quite understand it. Later.--Another change in my patient. At five o'clock I looked in on
49him, and found him seemingly as happy and contented as he used to be. He was catching flies and eating them, and was
50keeping note of his capture by making nail-marks on the edge of the door between the ridges of padding. When he saw me,
51he came over and apologised for his bad conduct, and asked me in a very humble, cringing way to be led back to his own
52room and to have his note-book again. I thought it well to humour him: so he is back in his room with the window open.
53He has the sugar of his tea spread out on the window-sill, and is reaping quite a harvest of flies. He is not now eating
54them, but putting them into a box, as of old, and is already examining the corners of his room to find a spider. I tried
55to get him to talk about the past few days, for any clue to his thoughts would be of immense help to me; but he would
56not rise. For a moment or two he looked very sad, and said in a sort of far-away voice, as though saying it rather to
57himself than to me:-- "All over! all over! He has deserted me. No hope for me now unless I do it for myself!" Then
58suddenly turning to me in a resolute way, he said: "Doctor, won't you be very good to me and let me have a little more
59sugar? I think it would be good for me." "And the flies?" I said. "Yes! The flies like it, too, and I like the flies;
60therefore I like it." And there are people who know so little as to think that madmen do not argue. I procured him a
61double supply, and left him as happy a man as, I suppose, any in the world. I wish I could fathom his mind.
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