Chapter 23
Dr. Seward's Diary3 October.—The time seemed teribly long whilst we were waiting
for the coming of Godalming and Quincey Morris. The Professor tried
to keep our minds active by using them all the time. I could see
his beneficent purpose, by the side glances which he threw from
time to time at Harker. The poor fellow is overwhelmed in a misery
that is appalling to see. Last night he was a frank, happy-looking
man, with strong, youthful face, full of energy, and with dark
brown hair. Today he is a drawn, haggard old man, whose white hair
matches well with the hollow burning eyes and griefwritten lines of
his face. His energy is still intact. In fact, he is like a living
flame. This may yet be his salvation, for if all go well, it will
tide him over the despairing perio
