If I though there was the least chance of another visit I would come and wait with patience every night for a month." "I cannot say," replied Henry.

"I am going to sit up to-night with my sister, and I believe, our friend Mr.Marchdale will share my watch with me." Mr.Chillingworth appeared to be for a few moments lost in thought, and then suddenly rousing himself, as if he found it either impossible to come to any rational conclusion upon the subject, or had arrived at one which he chose to keep to himself, he said,-- "Well, well, we must leave the matter at present as it stands.

Time may accomplish something towards its development, but at present so palpable a mystery I never came across, or a matter in which human calculation was so completely foiled." "Nor I--nor I." "I will send you some medicines, such as I think will be of service to Flora, and depend upon seeing me by ten o'clock to-morrow morning." "You have, of course, heard something," said Henry to the doctor, as he was pulling on his gloves, "about vampyres." "I certainly have, and I understand that in some countries, particularly Norway and Sweden, the superstition is a very common one." "And in the Levant." "Yes.

The ghouls of the Mahometans are of the same description of beings.

All that I have heard of the European vampyre has made it a being which can be killed, but is restored to life again by the rays of a full moon falling on the body." "Yes, yes, I have heard as much." "And that the hideous repast of blood has to be taken very frequently, and that if the vampyre gets it not he wastes away, presenting the appearance of one in the last stage of a consumption, and visibly, so to speak, dying." "That is what I have understood." "To-night, do you know, Mr.Bannerworth, is the full of the moon." Henry started.
"If now you had succeeded in killing--.