⁠—This afternoon I went over to Hillingham. Found Van Helsing in excellent spirits, and Lucy much better. Shortly after I had arrived, a big parcel from abroad came for the Professor. He opened it with much impressment⁠—assumed, of course⁠—and showed a great bundle of white flowers.

“These are for you, Miss Lucy,” he said.

“For me? Oh,

Dr.

Van Helsing!”