Дракула

           Ihavebeenquitetouchedbythechangeinthepooroldman. Whenhesatdownbesideme,hesaidinaverygentleway, "Iwanttosaysomethingtoyou,miss." 

           Icouldseehewasnotatease,soItookhispooroldwrinkledhandinmineandaskedhimtospeakfully. 

           Sohesaid,leavinghishandinmine, "I’mafraid,mydeary,thatImusthaveshockedyoubyallthewickedthingsI’vebeensayin’aboutthedead,andsuchlike,forweekspast,butIdidn’tmeanthem,andIwantyetorememberthatwhenI’mgone. Weaudfolksthatbedaffled,andwithonefootabaftthekrok-hooal,don’taltogetherliketothinkofit,andwedon’twanttofeelscartofit,andthat’swhyI’vetooktomakin’lightofit,sothatI’dcheerupmyownheartabit. But,Lordloveye,miss,Iain’tafraidofdyin’,notabit,onlyIdon’twanttodieifIcanhelpit. Mytimemustbenighathandnow,forIbeaud,andahundredyearsistoomuchforanymantoexpect. AndI’msonighitthattheAudManisalreadywhettin’hisscythe. Yesee,Ican’tgetouto’thehabitofcaffin’aboutitallatonce.Thechaftswillwagastheybeusedto. SomedaysoontheAngelofDeathwillsoundhistrumpetforme. Butdon’tyedooalan’greet,mydeary!"—forhesawthatIwascrying —"ifheshouldcomethisverynightI’dnotrefusetoanswerhiscall. Forlifebe,afterall,onlyawaitin’forsomethin’elsethanwhatwe’redoin’,anddeathbeallthatwecanrightlydependon. ButI’mcontent,forit’scomin’tome,mydeary,andcomin’quick. Itmaybecomin’whilewebelookin’andwonderin’. Maybeit’sinthatwindoutovertheseathat’sbringin’withitlossandwreck,andsoredistress,andsadhearts. Look!Look!"hecriedsuddenly.