Harker smiled, actually smiled, the dark, bitter smile of one who is without hope, but at the same time his action belied his words, for his hands instinctively sought the hilt of the great Kukri knife and rested there.
"When does the next train start for Galatz ?" said Van Helsing to us generally.
"At 6:30 tomorrow morning!" We all started, for the answer came from Mrs.Harker.
"How on earth do you know ?" said Art.
"You forget, or perhaps you do not know, though Jonathan does and so does Dr.Van Helsing, that I am the train fiend.

At home in Exeter I always used to make up the time tables, so as to be helpful to my husband.

I found it so useful sometimes, that I always make a study of the time tables now.

I knew that if anything were to take us to Castle Dracula we should go by Galatz, or at any rate through Bucharest, so I learned the times very carefully.

Unhappily there are not many to learn, as the only train tomorrow leaves as I say." "Wonderful woman!" murmured the Professor.
"Can't we get a special ?" asked Lord Godalming.
Van Helsing shook his head, "I fear not.