And when the gaslight sprang up under Quincey's match, we saw nothing but a faint vapour.

This, as we looked, trailed under the door, which with the recoil from its bursting open, had swung back to its old position.

Van Helsing, Art, and I moved forward to Mrs.Harker, who by this time had drawn her breath and with it had given a scream so wild, so ear-piercing, so despairing that it seems to me now that it will ring in my ears till my dying day.

For a few seconds she lay in her helpless attitude and disarray.

Her face was ghastly, with a pallor which was accentuated by the blood which smeared her lips and cheeks and chin.