Atlas Nightshade

Day 82

Suddenly with a single bound he leaped into the room, winning a way past

us before any of us could raise a hand to stay him. There was something

so panther-like in the movement--something so unhuman, that it seemed

to sober us all from the shock of his coming. The first to act was

Harker, who, with a quick movement, threw himself before the door

leading into the room in the front of the house. As the Count saw us, a

horrible sort of snarl passed over his face, showing the eye-teeth long

and pointed; but the evil smile as quickly passed into a cold stare of

lion-like disdain. His expression again changed as, with a single

impulse, we all advanced upon him. It was a pity that we had not some

better organised plan of attack, for even at the moment I wondered what

we were to do. I d