1 Whilst he was speaking, Jonathan had taken my hand.
2 When I had done reading, Jonathan took me in his arms and kissed me.
3 As there are no relations at all, Jonathan will have to be chief mourner.
4 Oh, Jonathan, you will, I know, forgive me if I do wrong, but it is for your own dear sake.
5 He made me sit next to him on his right, and asked me to act as secretary; Jonathan sat next to me.
6 Present: Professor Van Helsing, Lord Godalming, Dr. Seward, Mr. Quincey Morris, Jonathan Harker, Mina Harker.
7 We have all got arms, even for me a large-bore revolver; Jonathan would not be happy unless I was armed like the rest.
8 Well, I must tell you about the three, but you must keep it a secret, dear, from every one, except, of course, Jonathan.
9 I took his right hand, and Lord Godalming his left; Jonathan held my right with his left and stretched across to Mr. Morris.
10 He alone knows what may be, and I pray Him, with all the strength of my sad and humble soul, that He will watch over my beloved husband; that whatever may happen, Jonathan may know that I loved him and honoured him more than I can say, and that my latest and truest thought will be always for him.
11 It seems only yesterday that the last entry was made, and yet how much between then, in Whitby and all the world before me, Jonathan away and no news of him; and now, married to Jonathan, Jonathan a solicitor, a partner, rich, master of his business, Mr. Hawkins dead and buried, and Jonathan with another attack that may harm him.