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This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 484 pages of information about Dracula.
touch, the pouf!  And there comes a flash of light, heaven wide, that blind and kill and destroy some.  But that show up all earth below for leagues and leagues.  Is it not so?  Well, I shall explain.  To begin, have you ever study the philosophy of crime?  ‘Yes’ and ‘No.’  You, John, yes, for it is a study of insanity.  You, no, Madam Mina, for crime touch you not, not but once.  Still, your mind works true, and argues not a particulari ad universale.  There is this peculiarity in criminals.  It is so constant, in all countries and at all times, that even police, who know not much from philosophy, come to know it empirically, that it is.  That is to be empiric.  The criminal always work at one crime, that is the true criminal who seems predestinate to crime, and who will of none other.  This criminal has not full man brain.  He is clever and cunning and resourceful, but he be not of man stature as to brain.  He be of child brain in much.  Now this criminal of ours is predestinate to crime also.  He, too, have child brain, and it is of the child to do what he have done.  The little bird, the little fish, the little animal learn not by principle, but empirically.  And when he learn to do, then there is to him the ground to start from to do more.  ‘Dos pou sto,’ said Archimedes.  ‘Give me a fulcrum, and I shall move the world!’ To do once, is the fulcrum whereby child brain become man brain.  And until he have the purpose to do more, he continue to do the same again every time, just as he have done before!  Oh, my dear, I see that your eyes are opened, and that to you the lightning flash show all the leagues,” for Mrs. Harker began to clap her hands and her eyes sparkled.

He went on, “Now you shall speak.  Tell us two dry men of science what you see with those so bright eyes.”  He took her hand and held it whilst he spoke.  His finger and thumb closed on her pulse, as I thought instinctively and unconsciously, as she spoke.

“The Count is a criminal and of criminal type.  Nordau and Lombroso would so classify him, and qua criminal he is of an imperfectly formed mind.  Thus, in a difficulty he has to seek resource in habit.  His past is a clue, and the one page of it that we know, and that from his own lips, tells that once before, when in what Mr. Morris would call a ‘tight place,’ he went back to his own country from the land he had tried to invade, and thence, without losing purpose, prepared himself for a new effort.  He came again better equipped for his work, and won.  So he came to London to invade a new land.  He was beaten, and when all hope of success was lost, and his existence in danger, he fled back over the sea to his home.  Just as formerly he had fled back over the Danube from Turkey Land.”

“Good, good!  Oh, you so clever lady!” said Van Helsing, enthusiastically, as he stooped and kissed her hand.  A moment later he said to me, as calmly as though we had been having a sick room consultation, “Seventy-two only, and in all this excitement.  I have hope.”

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