He is now reading his wife's transcript of my diary.

I wonder what they make out of it.
Here it is.

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Strange that it never struck me that the very next house might be the Count's hiding place! Goodness knows that we had enough clues from the conduct of the patient Renfield! The bundle of letters relating to the purchase of the house were with the transcript.

Oh, if we had only had them earlier we might have saved poor Lucy! Stop! That way madness lies! Harker has gone back, and is again collecting material.
He says that by dinner time they will be able to show a whole connected narrative.