The stake we play for is life and death, or more than these, and we must not flinch.
5 November, morning .-- Let me be accurate in everything, for though you and I have seen some strange things together, you may at the first think that I, Van Helsing, am mad.
That the many horrors and the so long strain on nerves has at the last turn my brain.
All yesterday we travel, always getting closer to the mountains, and moving into a more and more wild and desert land.

There are great, frowning precipices and much falling water, and Nature seem to have held sometime her carnival.

Madam Mina still sleep and sleep.

And though I did have hunger and appeased it, I could not waken her, even for food.

I began to fear that the fatal spell of the place was upon her, tainted as she is with that Vampire baptism.