Poor fellow! He looked desperately sad and broken. Even his
stalwart manhood seemed to have shrunk somewhat under the strain of
his much-tried emotions. He had, I knew, been very genuinely and
devotedly attached to his father, and to lose him, and at such a
time, was a bitter blow to him. With me he was warm as ever, and to
Van Helsing he was sweetly courteous. But I could not help seeing
that there was some constraint with him. The professor noticed it
too, and motioned me to bring him upstairs. I did so, and left him
at the door of the room, as I felt he would like to be quite alone
with her, but he took my arm and led me in, saying huskily,
"You loved her too, old fellow. She told me all about it, and
there was no friend had a closer place in her heart than you. I
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