I wish I were safe out of it, or that I had never come.

It may be that this strange night existence is telling on me, but would that that were all! If there were any one to talk to I could bear it, but there is no one.

I have only the Count to speak with, and he--I fear I am myself the only living soul within the place.

Let me be prosaic so far as facts can be.

It will help me to bear up, and imagination must not run riot with me.