It was certainly a surprise to me, and gave me a considerable shock, but Van Helsing was unmoved.

He was now more sure than ever of his ground, and so emboldened to proceed in his task.

"Are you satisfied now, friend John ?" he asked.
I felt all the dogged argumentativeness of my nature awake within me as I answered him, "I am satisfied that Lucy's body is not in that coffin, but that only proves one thing." "And what is that, friend John ?" "That it is not there." "That is good logic," he said, "so far as it goes.

But how do you, how can you, account for it not being there ?" "Perhaps a body-snatcher," I suggested.

"Some of the undertaker's people may have stolen it." I felt that I was speaking folly, and yet it was the only real cause which I could suggest.
The Professor sighed.