well as younger men.  Now let me say that what I would is this.  While you, my Lord Godalming and friend Jonathan go in your so swift little steamboat up the river, and whilst John and Quincey guard the bank where perchance he might be landed, I will take Madam Mina right into the heart of the enemy’s country.  Whilst the old fox is tied in his box, floating on the running stream whence he cannot escape to land, where he dares not raise the lid of his coffin box lest his Slovak carriers should in fear leave him to perish, we shall go in the track where Jonathan went, from Bistritz over the Borgo, and find our way to the Castle of Dracula.  Here, Madam Mina’s hypnotic power will surely help, and we shall find our way, all dark and unknown otherwise, after the first sunrise when we are near that fateful place.  There is much to be done, and other places to be made sanctify, so that that nest of vipers be obliterated.”

Here Jonathan interrupted him hotly, “Do you mean to say, Professor Van Helsing, that you would bring Mina, in her sad case and tainted as she is with that devil’s illness, right into the jaws of his deathtrap?  Not for the world!  Not for Heaven or Hell!”

He became almost speechless for a minute, and then went on, “Do you know what the place is?  Have you seen that awful den of hellish infamy, with the very moonlight alive with grisly shapes, and every speck of dust that whirls in the wind a devouring monster in embryo?  Have you felt the Vampire’s lips upon your throat?”

Here he turned to me, and as his eyes lit on my forehead he threw up his arms with a cry, “Oh, my God, what have we done to have this terror upon us?” and he sank down on the sofa in a collapse of misery.

The Professor’s voice, as he spoke in clear, sweet tones, which seemed to vibrate in the air, calmed us all.

“Oh, my friend, it is because I would save Madam Mina from that awful place that I would go.  God forbid that I should take her into that place.  There is work, wild work, to be done before that place can be purify.  Remember that we are in terrible straits.  If the Count escape us this time, and he is strong and subtle and cunning, he may choose to sleep him for a century, and then in time our dear one,” he took my hand, “would come to him to keep him company, and would be as those others that you, Jonathan, saw.  You have told us of their gloating lips.  You heard their ribald laugh as they clutched the moving bag that the Count threw to them.  You shudder, and well may it be.  Forgive me that I make you so much pain, but it is necessary.  My friend, is it not a dire need for that which I am giving, possibly my life?  If it were that any one went into that place to stay, it is I who would have to go to keep them company.”

“Do as you will,” said Jonathan, with a sob that shook him all over, “we are in the hands of God!”