The Courage of the Day

Jonathan Harker's journal, kept in shorthand, the 25th of June morning. No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and how dear to his heart an eye can be. I have not yet seen the count in the daylight. Can it be that he sleeps when others wake, that he may be awake whilst they sleep? If only I could get into his room, but there is now possible way,. The door is always locked and away from me. Yes. There is a way, if one dares to take it, where his body has gone why may not another body go.? And the worst it can only be death, and a man's death is