But already, at Bucharest, we are three hours late, so we cannot possibly get in till well after sunup.

Thus we shall have two more hypnotic messages from Mrs.Harker! Either or both may possibly throw more light on what is happening.
Later .-- Sunset has come and gone.

Fortunately it came at a time when there was no distraction.

For had it occurred whilst we were at a station, we might not have secured the necessary calm and isolation.
Mrs.Harker yielded to the hypnotic influence even less readily than this morning.

I am in fear that her power of reading the Count's sensations may die away, just when we want it most.