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 to 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 near 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 will bring my trunk to
LETTER, SISTER AGATHA,
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
Believe me,
Yours, with sympathy
and all blessings. Sister Agatha"
"P. S.--My patient being asleep, I open this to let you know something more. He has told me all about you, and that you are shortly to be his wife. All blessings to you both! He has had some fearful shock, so says our doctor, and in his delirium his ravings have been dreadful, of wolves and poison and blood, of ghosts and demons, and I fear to say of what. Be careful of him always that there may be nothing to excite him of this kind for a long time to come. The traces of such an illness as his do not lightly die away. We should have written long ago, but we knew nothing of his friends, and there was nothing on him, nothing that anyone could understand. He came in the train from Klausenburg, and the guard was told by the station master there that he rushed into the station shouting for a ticket for home. Seeing from his violent demeanor that he was English, they gave him a ticket for the furthest station on the way thither that the train reached.
"Be assured that he is well cared for. He has won all hearts by his
sweetness and gentleness. He is truly getting on well, and I have no doubt will
in a few weeks be all himself. But be careful of him for safety's sake. There
are, I pray God and
DR. SEWARD'S DIARY
19 Agust.--Strange and sudden change in Renfield last night. About eight o'clock he began to get excited and sniff about as a dog does when setting. The attendant was struck by his manner, and knowing my interest in him, encouraged him to talk. He is usually respectful to the attendant and at times servile, but tonight, the man tells me, he was quite haughty. Would not condescend to talk with him at all.
All he would say was, "I don't want to talk to you. You don't count now. The master is at hand."
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