What do you see?
I can see nothing; it is all dark.
What do you hear? I could detect the strain in the Professor s patient
voice.
The lapping of water. It is gurgling by, and little waves leap. I can
hear them on the outside.
Then you are on a ship? We all looked at each other, trying to glean
something each from the other. We were afraid to think. The answer came
quick:--
Oh, yes!
What else do you hear?
The sound of men stamping overhead as they run about. There is the
creaking of a chain, and the loud tinkle as the check of the capstan
falls into the rachet.
What are you doing?
I am still--oh, so still. It is like death! The voice faded away into
a deep breath as of one sleeping, and the open eyes closed again.
By this time the sun had risen, and we were all in the full light of
day. Dr. Van Helsing placed his hands on Mina s shoulders, and laid her
head down softly on her pillow. She lay like a sleeping child for a few
moments, and then, with a long sigh, awoke and stared in wonder to see
us all around her. Have I been talking in my sleep? was all she said.
She seemed, however, to know the situation without telling, though she
was eager to know what she had told. The Professor repeated the
conversation, and she said:--
Then there is not a moment to lose: it may not be yet too late! Mr.
Morris and Lord Godalming started for the door but the Professor s calm
voice called them back:--
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