I pray God I may never see your sweet face again.

May He bless and keep you!" When I went to the station to meet Van Helsing I left the boys behind me.

Poor Art seemed more cheerful than he has been since Lucy first took ill, and Quincey is more like his own bright self than he has been for many a long day.
Van Helsing stepped from the carriage with the eager nimbleness of a boy.

He saw me at once, and rushed up to me, saying, "Ah, friend John, how goes all?
Well?
So! I have been busy, for I come here to stay if need be.

All affairs are settled with me, and I have much to tell.