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1JONATHAN HARKER'S JOURNAL 1 October, evening.--I found Thomas Snelling in his house at Bethnal Green, but unhappily he
2was not in a condition to remember anything. The very prospect of beer which my expected coming had opened to him had
3proved too much, and he had begun too early on his expected debauch. I learned, however, from his wife, who seemed a
4decent, poor soul, that he was only the assistant to Smollet, who of the two mates was the responsible person. So off I
5drove to Walworth, and found Mr. Joseph Smollet at home and in his shirtsleeves, taking a late tea out of a saucer. He
6is a decent, intelligent fellow, distinctly a good, reliable type of workman, and with a headpiece of his own. He
7remembered all about the incident of the boxes, and from a wonderful dog's-eared notebook, which he produced from some
8mysterious receptacle about the seat of his trousers, and which had hieroglyphical entries in thick, half-obliterated
9pencil, he gave me the destinations of the boxes. There were, he said, six in the cartload which he took from Carfax and
10left at 197, Chicksand Street, Mile End New Town, and another six which he deposited at Jamaica Lane, Bermondsey. If
11then the Count meant to scatter these ghastly refuges of his over London, these places were chosen as the first of
12delivery, so that later he might distribute more fully. The systematic manner in which this was done made me think that
13he could not mean to confine himself to two sides of London. He was now fixed on the far east of the northern shore, on
14the east of the southern shore, and on the south. The north and west were surely never meant to be left out of his
15diabolical scheme--let alone the City itself and the very heart of fashionable London in the south-west and west. I went
16back to Smollet, and asked him if he could tell us if any other boxes had been taken from Carfax. He replied:-- "Well,
17guv'nor, you've treated me wery 'an'some"--I had given him half a sovereign--"an' I'll tell yer all I know. I heard a
18man by the name of Bloxam say four nights ago in the 'Are an' 'Ounds, in Pincher's Alley, as 'ow he an' his mate 'ad 'ad
19a rare dusty job in a old 'ouse at Purfect. There ain't a-many such jobs as this 'ere, an' I'm thinkin' that maybe Sam
20Bloxam could tell ye summut." I asked if he could tell me where to find him. I told him that if he could get me the
21address it would be worth another half-sovereign to him. So he gulped down the rest of his tea and stood up, saying that
22he was going to begin the search then and there. At the door he stopped, and said:-- "Look 'ere, guv'nor, there ain't no
23sense in me a-keepin' you 'ere. I may find Sam soon, or I mayn't; but anyhow he ain't like to be in a way to tell ye
24much to-night. Sam is a rare one when he starts on the booze. If you can give me a envelope with a stamp on it, and put
25yer address on it, I'll find out where Sam is to be found and post it ye to-night. But ye'd better be up arter 'im soon
26in the mornin', or maybe ye won't ketch 'im; for Sam gets off main early, never mind the booze the night afore." This
27was all practical, so one of the children went off with a penny to buy an envelope and a sheet of paper, and to keep the
28change. When she came back, I addressed the envelope and stamped it, and when Smollet had again faithfully promised to
29post the address when found, I took my way to home. We're on the track anyhow. I am tired to-night, and want sleep. Mina
30is fast asleep, and looks a little too pale; her eyes look as though she had been crying. Poor dear, I've no doubt it
31frets her to be kept in the dark, and it may make her doubly anxious about me and the others. But it is best as it is.
32It is better to be disappointed and worried in such a way now than to have her nerve broken. The doctors were quite
33right to insist on her being kept out of this dreadful business. I must be firm, for on me this particular burden of
34silence must rest. I shall not ever enter on the subject with her under any circumstances. Indeed, it may not be a hard
35task, after all, for she herself has become reticent on the subject, and has not spoken of the Count or his doings ever
36since we told her of our decision. 2 October, evening.--A long and trying and exciting day. By the first post I got my
37directed envelope with a dirty scrap of paper enclosed, on which was written with a carpenter's pencil in a sprawling
38hand:-- "Sam Bloxam, Korkrans, 4, Poters Cort, Bartel Street, Walworth. Arsk for the depite." I got the letter in bed,
39and rose without waking Mina. She looked heavy and sleepy and pale, and far from well. I determined not to wake her, but
40that, when I should return from this new search, I would arrange for her going back to Exeter. I think she would be
41happier in our own home, with her daily tasks to interest her, than in being here amongst us and in ignorance. I only
42saw Dr. Seward for a moment, and told him where I was off to, promising to come back and tell the rest so soon as I
43should have found out anything. I drove to Walworth and found, with some difficulty, Potter's Court. Mr. Smollet's
44spelling misled me, as I asked for Poter's Court instead of Potter's Court. However, when I had found the court, I had
45no difficulty in discovering Corcoran's lodging-house. When I asked the man who came to the door for the "depite," he
46shook his head, and said: "I dunno 'im. There ain't no such a person 'ere; I never 'eard of 'im in all my bloomin' days.
47Don't believe there ain't nobody of that kind livin' ere or anywheres." I took out Smollet's letter, and as I read it it
48seemed to me that the lesson of the spelling of the name of the court might guide me. "What are you?" I asked. "I'm the
49depity," he answered. I saw at once that I was on the right track; phonetic spelling had again misled me. A half-crown
50tip put the deputy's knowledge at my disposal, and I learned that Mr. Bloxam, who had slept off the remains of his beer
51on the previous night at Corcoran's, had left for his work at Poplar at five o'clock that morning. He could not tell me
52where the place of work was situated, but he had a vague idea that it was some kind of a "new-fangled ware'us"; and with
53this slender clue I had to start for Poplar. It was twelve o'clock before I got any satisfactory hint of such a
54building, and this I got at a coffee-shop, where some workmen were having their dinner. One of these suggested that
55there was being erected at Cross Angel Street a new "cold storage" building; and as this suited the condition of a
56"new-fangled ware'us," I at once drove to it. An interview with a surly gatekeeper and a surlier foreman, both of whom
57were appeased with the coin of the realm, put me on the track of Bloxam; he was sent for on my suggesting that I was
58willing to pay his day's wages to his foreman for the privilege of asking him a few questions on a private matter. He
59was a smart enough fellow, though rough of speech and bearing. When I had promised to pay for his information and given
60him an earnest, he told me that he had made two journeys between Carfax and a house in Piccadilly, and had taken from
61this house to the latter nine great boxes--"main heavy ones"--with a horse and cart hired by him for this purpose. I
62asked him if he could tell me the number of the house in Piccadilly, to which he replied:-- "Well, guv'nor, I forgits
63the number, but it was only a few doors from a big white church or somethink of the kind, not long built. It was a dusty
64old 'ouse, too, though nothin' to the dustiness of the 'ouse we tooked the bloomin' boxes from." "How did you get into
65the houses if they were both empty?"
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