XV. Dr. Seward’s Diary

I have come here from my own land to do what I can of good; at the first to please my friend John, and then to help a sweet young lady, whom, too, I came to love. For her⁠—I am ashamed to say so much, but I say it in kindness⁠—I gave what you gave; the blood of my veins; I gave it, I, who was not, like you, her lover, but only her physician and her friend. I gave to her my nights and days⁠—before death, after death; and if my death can do her good even now, when she is the dead Un-Dead, she shall have it freely.” He said this with a very grave, sweet pride, and Arthur was much affected by it. He took the old man’s hand and said in a broken voice:⁠— “Oh, it is hard to think of it, and I cannot understand; but at least I shall go with you and