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Dr. Seward’s Diary

           Thefacesoftheotherswereset,andHarker’sgrewashengrey. Perhaps,heguessedbetterthananyofuswhatwascoming. 

           Shecontinued,"ThisiswhatIcangiveintothehotch-pot." Icouldnotbutnotethequaintlegalphrasewhichsheusedinsuchaplace,andwithallseriousness. "Whatwilleachofyougive? YourlivesIknow,"shewentonquickly,"thatiseasyforbravemen. YourlivesareGod’s,andyoucangivethembacktoHim,butwhatwillyougivetome?" Shelookedagainquestioningly,butthistimeavoidedherhusband’sface. Quinceyseemedtounderstand,henodded,andherfacelitup. "ThenIshalltellyouplainlywhatIwant,fortheremustbenodoubtfulmatterinthisconnectionbetweenusnow. Youmustpromiseme,oneandall,evenyou,mybelovedhusband,thatshouldthetimecome,youwillkillme." 

           "Whatisthattime?"ThevoicewasQuincey’s,butitwaslowandstrained. 

           "WhenyoushallbeconvincedthatIamsochangedthatitisbetterthatIdiethatImaylive. WhenIamthusdeadintheflesh,thenyouwill,withoutamoment’sdelay,driveastakethroughmeandcutoffmyhead,ordowhateverelsemaybewantingtogivemerest!" 

           Quinceywasthefirsttoriseafterthepause. Hekneltdownbeforeherandtakingherhandinhissaidsolemnly, 

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