I went to my room and went to bed. Strangely enough, I slept without dreaming. People who have no hope can sometimes become calm. When I woke up I thought I would take some papers and envelopes from my bag and keep them in my pocket. That way I could write another letter quickly if I got the chance. But again a I received surprise, again a shock!

Every little bit of paper was gone. All my notes had gone too, all the details about railways and travel. In fact everything had gone that might be useful to me if I got outside the castle. I sat and considered this for a while, and then I thought of something else. I searched my luggage and the wardrobe where I had put my clothes.

The suit in which I had come to the castle was gone, and also my overcoat and rug. I could find no sign of them anywhere. This looked as though Dracula had another evil plan.

17 June. This morning, I was sitting on my bed thinking hard about what to do. Outside I heard the sound of whips and the sound of horses' feet up the rocky path to the courtyard. I hurried to the window, and saw two huge waggons arrive. Each waggon was pulled by eight strong horses, each two horses was led by a Slovak, with a wide hat, a huge belt, a dirty sheepskin jacket, and high boots.