asked the man who was holding up my head and who seemed the least panic-stricken of the party, for his hands were steady and without tremor. is a short story by Bram Stoker. For a while I hesitated. Dracula's Guest and Other Weird Stories is a collection of short stories by Bram Stoker, first published in 1914, two years after Stoker's death. It was first published in 1914 in Stoker's third collection of short stories Dracula's Guest And Other Weird Stories, George Routledge & Sons, Ltd., London. With a light heart I turned down the side road through the deepening valley to which Johann had objected. Just as we were about to depart, Herr Delbruck (the maitre d'hotel of the Quatre Saisons, where I was staying) came down bareheaded to the carriage and, after wishing me a pleasant drive, said to the coachman, still holding his hand on the handle of the carriage door, "Remember you are back by nightfall. This was Walpurgis Night! Dracula's Guest by Bram Stoker. He answered fencingly and repeatedly looked at his watch in protest. reiterated the other ironically. Whilst we were talking, we heard a sort of sound between a yelp and a bark.It was far away; but the horses got very restless, and it took Johann all his time to quiet them. Free shipping . There was not the slightest reason, that I could see, for his objection; and I daresay I tramped for a couple of hours without thinking of time or distance and certainly without seeing a person or a house. ", The young officer answered calmly, "I said a dog. Dracula's Guest and Other Weird Stories, Paperback by Stoker, Bram, Like New ... $13.73. Herr Dellbruck, the hotel manager, warns Johann the coachman that a snowstorm is coming. "Serve us right for coming out on this night!Truly we have earned our thousand marks!" All my English blood rose at this,and standing back I said, "You are afraid, Johann--you are afraid. And now a perfect tornado burst upon me. It has since appeared in many anthologies. Some two years after Stoker's death it was published as a short story. ", I tried to argue with him, but it was difficult to argue with a man when I did not know his language. With a despairing gesture,Johann turned his horses towards Munich. A young man becomes involved with the mysterious, mirthless Lord Ruthven. His English was quite gone now. It follows the vampire Count Dracula from his castle in Transylvania to England, where he is hunted while turning others into vampires. Presently the blackness of the storm had become merged in the darkness of the night. "It went home," answered the man, whose long face was pall id and who actually shook with terror as he glanced around him fearfully. When we started for our drive the sun was shining brightly on Munich, and the air was full of the joyousness of early summer. As they drew nearer I tried to move but was powerless, al though I could see and hear all that went on around me. Upgrade to remove ads. The air was cold, and the drifting of clouds high overhead was more marked. As we drove,I saw a road that looked but little used and which seemed to dip through a little winding valley. What does it all mean? From a distant country had come, in the very nick of time, a message that took me out of the danger of the snow sleep and the jaws of the wolf. Browse. Noté /5. This period of semi-lethargy seemed to remain a long time, and as it faded away I must have slept or swooned. I feared to stir, for some instinct of prudence bade me lie still; but the brute seemed to realize that there was now some change in me, for it raised its head. I feared to make either sound or motion. . One of them raised my head and placed his hand over my heart. The wolf rose from my breast and made for the cemetery. And so, in haste to save their lives (aye, and their souls! Then he looked at his watch again, and, straightway holding his reins firmly - for the horses were still pawing the ground restlessly and shaking their heads - he climbed to his box as though the time had come for proceeding on our journey. I began to wish, for the first time, that I had taken Johann's advice. ", He shrugged his shoulders, as if in depreciation of his own deed, as he replied, "I was so fortunate as to obtain leave from the commander of the regiment in which I serve, to ask for volunteers.". The officer was telling the men to say nothing of what they had seen, except that they found an English stranger, guarded by a large dog. "A wolf - and yet not a wolf!" I was then mounted behind a trooper, and we rode on into the suburbs of Munich. Write. He started off rapidly, as if to make up for lost time. Lisez des commentaires honnêtes et non biaisés sur les produits de la part nos utilisateurs. no! See comrades, the wolf has been lying on him and keeping his blood warm. And so, in haste to save their lives (aye, and their souls!--and here he crossed himself)those who were left fled away to other places, where the living lived and the dead were dead and not--not something. As the thunder broke overhead, I was grasped as by the hand of a giant and hurled out into the storm. The Englishman asks Johann what night it is. ", "No?" Lose not a moment if you suspect harm to him. But I did not notice this particularly till, on turning a bend in the road,I came upon a scattered fringe of wood; then I recognized that I had been impressed unconsciously by the desolation of the region through which I had passed. ", "No?" Another sighted the animal as it slunk away, and a shot followed. Then he stretched out his hands appealingly to me and implored me not to go. ", "No, no. Nearer came the red glow over the white pall which stretched into the darkness around me. When we arrived, Herr Delbruck rushed so quickly down the steps to meet me, that it was apparent he had been watching within. I took from the seat my oak walking stick--which I always carry on my holiday excursions--and closed the door, pointing back to Munich, and said, "Go home,Johann--Walpurgis nacht doesn't concern Englishmen.". "What became of it?" Log in Sign up. "His heart still beats! Whilst he was petting the horses and trying to quiet them, dark clouds drifted rapidly across the sky. Here the cypresses formed an alley leading up to a square mass of some kind of building. Go home, I shall return alone, the walk will do me good." ", My curiosity was piqued, "But you said there was a village.". I saw one of the horsemen (soldiers by their caps and their long military cloaks) raise his carbine and take aim. The snow was now falling so thickly and whirling around me in such rap id eddies that I could hardly keep my eyes open. He was evidently afraid to speak the last words. Just then there came another blinding flash which seemed to strike the iron stake that surmounted the tomb and to pour through to the earth, blasting and crumbling the marble, as in a burst of flame. ", The officer looked at my throat and replied, "He is all right, the skin is not pierced. Based upon Bram Stoker's short stories, Dracula's Guest follows the story of two young lovers, Bram and Elizabeth, who are forced by her father, the Admiral Murray, to take a one year probation from their relationship in order to determine whether their love is true. The ground shook as though thousands of horses thundered across it; and this time the storm bore on its icy wings, not snow, but great hailstones which drove with such violence that they might have come from the thongs of Balearic slingers - hailstones that beat down leaf and branch and made the shelter of the cypresses of no more avail than though their stems were standing corn. The road was here but crude, and when on the level its boundaries were not so marked as when it passed through the cuttings; and in a little while I found that I must have strayed from it, for I missed underfoot the hard surface, and my feet sank deeper in the grass and moss. My feet seemed positively racked with pain, yet I could not move them. The air was cold, and the drifting of clouds high overhead was more marked. Only $2.99/month. On going to the back I saw, graven in great Russian letters: "The dead travel fast.". The whole thing was so sudden that, before I could realize the shock, moral as well as physical, I found the hailstones beating me down. I realized that this was his way of respectfully protesting against the unnecessary delay and sank back in the carriage, merely motioning him to proceed. I thought of the miles and miles of bleak country I had passed, and then hurried on to seek shelter of the wood in front. Now and again, through the black mass of drifting cloud, came a straggling ray of moonlight which lit up the expanse and showed me that I was at the edge of a dense mass of cypress and yew trees. This was Walpurgis Night! As I leaned against the door, it moved slightly and opened inwards. When the further ones came close to us, those who were around me asked them eagerly, "Well, have you found him? Then, at a gallop, the troop rode forward--some towards me, others following the wolf as it disappeared amongst the snow-clad cypresses. Come away quick-quick! Johann could not hold them in; they bolted down the road, running away madly. At the first I had rushed to the nearest tree;but I was soon fain to leave it and seek the only spot that seemed to afford refuge, the deep Doric doorway of the marble tomb. This is a collection of horror stories by Bram Stoker the author of Dracula. Then all at once from beyond the trees there came at a trot a troop of horsemen bearing torches. I answer your zeal with my fortune. Get started by clicking the "Add" button. His English was quite gone now. Johann answered with an emphatic, "Ja, mein Herr," and, touching his hat, drove off quickly. Now and again, through the black mass of drifting cloud, came a straggling ray of moonlight which lit up the expanse and showed me that I was at the edge of a dense mass of cypress and yew trees. It was as a nightmare - a physical nightmare, if one may use such an expression; for some heavy weight on my chest made it difficult for me to breathe. "The driver came hither with the remains of his carriage, which had been upset when the horses ran away. I remembered the old custom of burying suicides at cross roads: "Ah! There, crouching against the massive bronze door, I gained a certain amount of protection from the beating of the hailstones, for now they only drove against me as they ricochetted from the ground and the side of the marble. "Dog! He sprang to the saddle behind me, took me in his arms, gave the word to advance; and, turning our faces away from the cypresses, we rode away in swift military order. The sunshine passed away, and a breath of cold wind seemed to drift over us.It was only a breath, however, and more of a warning than a fact, for the sun came out brightly again. "Dog! And now a perfect tornado burst upon me. I asked. Another sighted the animal as it slunk away, and a shot followed. They drew together, uttering frightened exclamations; and the lights flashed as the others came pouring out of the cemetery pell-mell, like men possessed. Listen to Dracula's Guest by Short Story Collection Vol. "There are graves enough there in which it may lie. Every now and then the heavens were torn asunder by vivid lightning, and in the flashes I could see ahead of me a great mass of trees, chiefly yew and cypress all heavily coated with snow. This very place the driver had specially shunned. The officer saluted me and was turning to withdraw, when I recognized his purpose and insisted that he should come to my rooms. The air became icy- cold, and in spite of my exercise I began to suffer. In 1914, it was published in the collection, Dracula's Guest and Other Weird Stories. "What was it?" I shall not ask you to come unless you like; but tell me why you do not like to go, that is all I ask." So far as the place was concerned, it was desolation itself. Dracula’s Guest by Bram Stoker February 26, 2010 by Every Writer When we started for our drive the sun was shining brightly on Munich, and the air was full of the joyousness of early summer. At such moments the weird sound of the wolf appeared to be echoed by many similar sounds around me. What does it all mean? The Judge's House" is considered by many to be Bram Stoker's greatest short story and one of Britain's finest ghost stories. … It was first published in the December 5, 1891, special Christmas issue of the Illustrated Sporting and Dramatic News weekly magazine. The officer raised me to a sitting posture, as he uttered a word of command; then several men placed me upon a horse. ", Then some brandy was poured down my throat; it put vigor into me, and I was able to open my eyes fully and look around. I turned to go down the cross road into the valley. All my English blood rose at this, and standing back I said, "You are afraid, Johann - you are afraid. $22.20. This period of semilethargy seemed to remain a long time, and as it faded away I must have slept or swooned. This was where the suicide lay; and this was the place where I was alone - unmanned, shivering with cold in a shroud of snow with a wild storm gathering again up on me! It seemed as if his imagination had got hold of him, and he ended in a perfect paroxysm of fear - white-faced, perspiring, trembling, and looking round him as if expecting that some dreadful presence would manifest itself there in the bright sunshine on the open plain. On such occasions I often looked round in alarm. He was pale and said, "It sounds like a wolf - but yet there are no wolves here now. "Oh, no!" Read the next short story; Greater Love. In the instant, as I am a living man, I saw, as my eyes turned into the darkness of the tomb, a beautiful woman with rounded cheeks and red lips, seemingly sleeping on a bier. The advantage certainly rested with him, for although he began to speak in English, of a very crude and broken kind, he always got excited and broke into his native tongue--and every time he did so, he looked at his watch. After giving the direction, "Home!" The wind must have grown colder, for I felt myself shiver as I walked; but there was hope of shelter, and I groped my way blindly on. There are often dangers from snow and wolves and night. As he proceeded with his narration, he grew more and more excited. Just as I caught sight of this, however, the drifting clouds obscured the moon, and I passed up the path in darkness. He is English and therefore adventurous. Johann looked under his lifted hand at the horizon and said, "The storm of snow, he comes before long time." I sat down to rest myself and began to look around. Nearer came the red glow over the white pall which stretched into the darkness a round me. The sky looks bright but there is a shiver in the north wind that says there may be a sudden storm. Is that the work of a dog, master? Dracula's Guest And Other Weird Stories was Bram Stoker's third collection of short stories. The dead woman rose for a moment of agony while she was lapped in the flame, and her bitter scream of pain was drowned in the thundercrash. This short story written by the author of the novel ''Dracula'' was published in 1914, two years after Stoker's death. None really packed the punch of "Dracula" but then few tales do. I said, questioning him. ", He shrugged his shoulders, as if in depreciation of his own deed, as he replied, "I was so fortunate as to obtain leave from the commander of the regiment in which I serve, to ask for volunteers.". He was pale and said, "It sounds like a wolf--but yet there are no wolves here now. There was not the slightest reason,that I could see, for his objection; and I daresay I tramped for a couple of hours without thinking of time or distance and certainly without seeing a person or a house. Johann could not hold them in; they bolted down the road, running away madly. Flashcards. As a storm breaks, the man ends up in a cemetery, where he's forced to take shelter in a tomb. "No use trying for him without the sacred bullet," a third remarked in a more ordinary manner. "The driver came hither with the remains of his carriage, which had been upset when the horses ran away. I answer your zeal with my fortune. Just then there came another blinding flash which seemed to strike the iron stake that surmounted the tomb and to pour through to the earth, blasting and crumbling the marble, as in a burst of flame. Just as I caught sight of this, however, the drifting clouds obscured the moon, and I passed up the path in darkness. The ground I passed over was now much more picturesque. All rights reserved. I felt a little obstinate and did not at once get into the carriage. Taking me by both hands he solicitously led me in.The officer saluted me and was turning to withdraw, when I recognized his purpose and insisted that he should come to my rooms. I was soon amongst the shelter of the trees, and there in comparative silence I could hear the rush of the wind high overhead. When we arrived, Herr Delbruck rushed so quickly down the steps to meet me, that it was apparent he had been watching within. It is a collection of nine stories published two years after Stoker's death by his wife Florence Stoker. I followed and asked why he had done this. With a light heart I turned down the side road through the deepening valley to which Johann had objected. ", "No, no. In the instant, as I am a living man, I saw, as my my eyes turned into the darkness of the tomb, a beautiful woman with rounded cheeks and red lips, seemingly sleeping on a bier. Here the cypresses formed an alley leading up to a square mass of some kind of building. and pointed to the carriage for me to get in. gibbered one, whose wits had plainly given out for the moment. There was an icy feeling at the back of my neck and all down my spine, and my ears, like my feet, were dead yet in torment; but there was in my breast a sense of warmth which was by comparison delicious.It was as a nightmare--a physical nightmare, if one may use such an expression; for some heavy weight on my chest made it difficult for me to breathe. As yet my tongue refused its office, and I was perforce silent. as of many voices calling in unison. Here he smiled and added, "for you know what night it is.". It appeared to me that, amongst so many old foundations as I had passed, there might be still standing a house in which, though in ruins, I could find some sort of shelter for a while. Truly we have earned our thousand marks!" I followed with my eye the winding of the road and saw that it curved close to one of the densest of these clumps and was lost behind it. I turned to go down the cross road into the valley. Then all at once from beyond the trees there came at a trot a troop of horsemen bearing torches. It began to be a little tedious. Bram Stoker (1847-1912) won a place in literary history with one book, Dracula (1897). I stopped, for there was a sudden stillness. I took little heed of time, and it was only when the deepening twilight forced it self upon me that I began to think of how I should find my way home. "I think I know a wolf when I see one. He went slowly along the road for a while, then there came over the crest of the hill a man tall and thin. Darker and darker grew the sky, and faster and heavier fell the snow, till the earth before and around me was a glistening white carpet the further edge of which was lost in misty vagueness. As the thunder broke overhead, I was grasped as by the hand of a giant and hurled out into the storm. Here we came across a stray carriage into which I was lifted, and it was driven off to the Quatre Saisons - the young officer accompanying me, whilst a trooper followed with his horse, and the others rode off to their barracks. Collection of Bram Stoker's Short Stories : Dracula's Guest and 8 Others, Pap... $9.48. The air became icy-cold, and in spite of my exercise I began to suffer. Looking upwards I noticed that great thick clouds were drafting rapidly across the sky from north to south at a great height. If aught else were said we should only be laughed at.". The advantage certainly rested with him, for although he began to speak in English, of a very crude and broken kind, he always got excited and broke into his native tongue - and every time he did so, he looked at his watch. ", Then some brandy was poured down my throat; it put vigor into me, and I was able to open my eyes fully and look around. On the top of the tomb, seemingly driven through the solid marble - for the structure was composed of a few vast blocks of stone - was a great iron spike or stake. Come, comrades--come quickly! With the moonlight there came a fierce sigh of the storm which appeared to resume its course with a long, low howl, as of many dogs or wolves. As he proceeded with his narration, he grew more and more excited. I was certainly under some form of mysterious protection. I see, a suicide. . There were signs of a coming storm in some lofty stratum of the air. An Englishman is leaving his hotel to go on an excursion. Their sides were covered with trees which spread down to the plain, dotting in clumps the gentler slopes and hollows which showed here and there.I followed with my eye the winding of the road and saw that it curved close to one of the densest of these clumps and was lost behind it. Let us leave this cursed spot.". I began to wish, for the first time, that I had taken Johann's advice. He replied simply that he was more than glad, and that Herr Delbruck had at the first taken steps to make all the searching party pleased; at which ambiguous utterance the maitre d'hotel smiled, while the officer plead duty and withdrew. As yet my tongue refused its office, and I was perforce silent. Impelled by some sort of fascination, I approached the sepulchre to see what it was and why such a thing stood alone in such a place.I walked around it and read, over the Doric door, in German--, On the top of the tomb, seemingly driven through the solid marble--for the structure was composed of a few vast blocks of stone--was a great iron spike or stake. The road was pretty bleak, for we were traversing a sort of high windswept plateau. "Isn't it long since the wolves were so near the city? On such occasions I often looked round in alarm. Dracula’s Guest: The Short Fiction of Bram Stoker. When all evil things of earth and air and water held revel. Impelled by some sort of fascination, I approached the sepulchre to see what it was and why such a thing stood alone in such a place. $5.25. A companion knocked up his arm, and I heard the ball whiz over my head. Lose not a moment if you suspect harm to him. With the moonlight there came a fierce sigh of the storm which appeared to resume its course with a long, low howl, as of many dogs or wolves.I was awed and shocked, and I felt the cold perceptibly grow upon me till it seemed to grip me by the heart. For such a little text, 'Dracula's Guest' sure comes with bucket loads of controversy. It took all my philosophy, all the religion I had been taught, all my courage, not to collapse in a paroxysm of fright. This somewhat piqued my curiosity, so I asked him various questions. They drew together, uttering frightened exclamations; and the lights flashed as the others came pouring out of the cemetery pell-mell, like men possessed. No one lives there hundreds of years. As I held the telegram in my hand, the room seemed to whirl around me, and if the attentive maitre d'hotel had not caught me, I think I should have fallen. he answered, "but even before the coachman arrived, I had this telegram from the Boyar whose guest you are," and he took from his pocket a telegram which he handed to me, and I read: Be careful of my guest - his safety is most precious to me. It struck me that it was considerably colder than it had been at the commencement of my walk - a sort of sighing sound seemed to be around me with, now and then, high overhead, a sort of muffled roar. Roughly I gathered that long ago, hundreds of years, men had died there and been buried in their graves; but sounds were heard under the clay, and when the graves were opened, men and women were found rosy with life and their mouths red with blood. It looked so inviting that, even at the risk of offending him, I called Johann to stop--and when he had pulled up, I told him I would like to drive down that road. "Tell me," I said, "about this place where the road leads," and I pointed down. Roughly I gathered that long ago, hundreds of years, men had died there and been buried in their graves; but sounds were heard under the clay, and when the graves were opened,men and women were found rosy with life and their mouths red with blood. Be careful of my guest--his safety is most precious to me. ", The young officer answered calmly, "I said a dog. ‎Based upon Bram Stoker's short stories, Dracula's Guest follows the story of two young lovers, Bram and Elizabeth, who are forced by her father, the Admiral Murray, to take a one year probation from their relationship in order to determine whether their love is true. Is that the work of a dog, master? He was evidently afraid to speak the last words. This story is featured in our collection of Halloween Stories. Dracula's Guest : A Connoisseur's Collection of Victorian Vampire Stories. Free shipping . as of many voices calling in unison. They seemed to be numbed. Découvrez des commentaires utiles de client et des classements de commentaires pour Dracula's Guest And Other Short Stories sur Amazon.fr. Looking upwards I noticed that great thick clouds were drafting rapidly across the sky from north to south at a great height.There were signs of a coming storm in some lofty stratum of the air. Test. At the same time I had a strange, dominating feeling that I was not alone. I had said I would see the deserted village, so on I went and presently came on a wide stretch of open country, shut in by hills all around. Finally, in an agony of desperation, he cried, "Walpurgis nacht!" that was no dog," cut in the man who had exhibited such fear. The men crowded round to look, some stooping down from their saddles;and again there came the calm voice of the young officer, "A dog, as I said. It was almost broad daylight, and to the north a red streak of sunlight was reflected like a path of blood over the waste of snow. Bram Stoker. This is a VERY short read, and can be completed in a day without trouble. They were accompanied by a sort of far away rushing sound, through which seemed to come at intervals that mysterious cry which the driver had said came from a wolf. At this he grew very pale, and, looking around in a frightened way, he suddenly jumped forward, took them by the bridles,and led them on some twenty feet. I feared to make either sound or motion. I was certainly under some form of mysterious protection. I walked around it and read, over the Doric door, in German -. My feet seemed positively racked with pain, yet I could not move them. For a while I hesitated. Whereupon he burst out into a long story in German and English, so mixed up that I could not quite understand exactly what he said. Lights and shadows were moving among the trees, and I heard men call to one another. another put in shudderingly. Start studying Dracula's Guest Trivia. Taking me by both hands he solicitously led me in. The last thing I heard was this mingling of dreadful sound, as again I was seized in the giant grasp and dragged away, while the hailstones beat on me and the air around seemed reverberant with the howling of wolves. "But how did you know I was lost?" Cautiously I raised my head and looked in the direction whence the sound came, but the cemetery blocked my view. Every now and then the horses seemed to throw up their heads and sniff the air suspiciously. Again he crossed himself and mumbled a prayer before he answered, "It is unholy. I could see so much in the distance. 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