Just off train to London. The arrival
of Van Helsing's telegram filled me with dismay. A whole night lost, and I know
by bitter experience what may happen in a night.
Of course it is possible
that all may be well, but what may have happened? Surely there is some horrible
doom hanging over us that every possible accident should thwart us in all we try
I shall take this cylinder with me, and then I can complete my entry
on Lucy's phonograph.
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