Her spirits even were good, and she was full of a happy vivacity, but I could see evidences of the absolute prostration which she had undergone.

When I told Mrs.Westenra that Dr.Van Helsing had directed that I should sit up with her, she almost pooh-poohed the idea, pointing out her daughter's renewed strength and excellent spirits.

I was firm, however, and made preparations for my long vigil.

When her maid had prepared her for the night I came in, having in the meantime had supper, and took a seat by the bedside.
She did not in any way make objection, but looked at me gratefully whenever I caught her eye.

After a long spell she seemed sinking off to sleep, but with an effort seemed to pull herself together and shook it off.