When I came close she bowed and said, "The Herr Englishman ?" "Yes," I said, "Jonathan Harker." She smiled, and gave some message to an elderly man in white shirtsleeves, who had followed her to the door.
He went, but immediately returned with a letter: "My friend .-- Welcome to the Carpathians.

I am anxiously expecting you.

Sleep well tonight.

At three tomorrow the diligence will start for Bukovina; a place on it is kept for you.

At the Borgo Pass my carriage will await you and will bring you to me.