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DRACULA'S GUEST by Bram Stoker

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« Reply #15 on: October 12, 2009, 12:48:53 am »

I was then mounted behind a trooper and we rode on into the suburbs of Munich.
Here we came across a stray carriage, into which I was lifted, and it was driven
off to the Quatre Saisons Ñ the young officer accompanying me, whilst a trooper
followed with his horse and the others rode off to their barracks.

When we arrived, Herr Delbruck rushed so quickly down the steps to meet me that
it was apparent he had been watching within. Taking me by both hands he
solicitously led me in. The officer saluted me and was turning to withdraw when
I recognized his purpose, and insisted that he should come to my rooms. Over a
glass of wine I warmly thanked him and his brave comrades for saving me. He
replied simply that he was more than glad and that Herr Delbruck had at the fist
taken steps to make all the searching party pleased; at which ambiguous
utterance the maitre d'hotel smiled, while the officer pleaded duty and
withdrew.

"But Herr Delbruck," I enquired, "how and why was it that the soldiers searched
for me?"

He shrugged his shoulders, as if in depreciation of his own deed, as he replied:
"I was so fortunate as to obtain leave from the commander of the regiment in
which I served, to ask for volunteers."
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« Reply #16 on: October 12, 2009, 12:49:06 am »

"But how did you know I was lost?" I asked.

"The driver came hither with the remains of his carriage, which had been upset
when the horses ran away."

"But surely you would not send a search-party of soldiers merely on this
account?"

"Oh, no!" he answered, "but even before the coachman arrived I had this telegram
from the Boyar whose guest you are," and he took from his pocket a telegram
which he handed to me, and I read:

                                                                   BISTRITZ

     Be careful of my guest Ñ his safety is most precious to me. Should aught
happen to him, or if he be missed, spare nothing to find him and ensure his
safety. He is English and therefore adventurous. There are often dangers from
snow and wolves and night. Lose not a moment if you suspect harm to him. I
answer your zeal with my fortune.
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« Reply #17 on: October 12, 2009, 12:49:23 am »

 Ñ DRACULA

As I held the telegram in my hand the room seemed to whirl around me, and if the
attentive maitre d'hotel had not caught me I think I should have fallen. There
was something so strange in all this, something so weird and impossible to
imagine, that there grew on me a sense of my being in some way the sport of
opposing forces Ñ the mere vague idea of which seemed in a way to paralyze me. I
was certainly under some form of mysterious protection. From a distant country
had come, in the very nick of time, a message that took me out of the danger of
the snow-sleep and the jaws of the wolf.

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