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Dracula

I went back to the room, and found Van Helsing
looking at poor Lucy, and his face was sterner than ever.
Some change had come over her body. Death had given
back part of her beauty, for her brow and cheeks had

recovered some of their flowing lines. Even the lips had
lost their deadly pallor. It was as if the blood, no longer
needed for the working of the heart, had gone to make
the harshness of death as little rude as might be.
‘We thought her dying whilst she slept, And sleeping
when she died.’
I stood beside Van Helsing, and said, ‘Ah well, poor
girl, there is peace for her at last. It is the end!’
He turned to me, and said with grave solemnity, ‘Not
so, alas! Not so. It is only the beginning!’
When I asked him what he meant, he only shook his
head and answered, ‘We can do nothing as yet. Wait and
see.’

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