It makes me very angry to think that this can happen. It is happening while I am shut up here. I am actually a prisoner, but without the help of the law even a criminal knows is there to help and protect him.

I thought I would watch and wait for the Count to come back. I sat near the window for a long time. Then I began to notice that there were some little specks floating in the the moonlight. They were like very small bits of dust, and they danced round and floated together like patches of mist. I watched them and felt peaceful and relaxed. I began to feel a strange sort of calm. I leaned back to a more comfortable position, so that I could enjoy watching the specks as they floated through the air.

Something made me jump. Perhaps it was the sound of dogs somewhere far below in the valley, even though where I was I couild notsee them. The sound in my ears seemed to get louder. The dist in the moonlight dust seemed to change its shape with the sound. I felt myself fighting to wake up. My instincts were calling to me. No, my soul was struggling, and even though it was half-asleep, my mind was trying to answer the call. I was becoming hypnotized!