words ...

and v-voices ...

f-fail m-me! She was right in her instinct.

Strange as it was, bizarre as it may hereafter seem even to us who felt its potent influence at the time, it comforted us much.

And the silence, which showed Mrs.Harker's coming relapse from her freedom of soul, did not seem so full of despair to any of us as we had dreaded.
JONATHAN HARKER'S JOURNAL.
15 October, Varna .-- We left Charing Cross on the morning of the 12th, got to Paris the same night, and took the places secured for us in the Orient Express.