1 He has won all hearts by his sweetness and gentleness.
2 Then Van Helsing beckoned to me, and we went gently out of the room.
3 With white faces and trembling hands, we opened the door gently, and entered the room.
4 Poor man, he was very gentle, and when I came away he kissed my hand and bade God bless me.
5 When I had her carefully wrapped up I put my shoes on her feet and then began very gently to wake her.
6 Lucy was sleeping gently, but her breathing was stronger; I could see the counterpane move as her breast heaved.
7 Its master spoke to it gently, and then harshly, and then angrily; but it would neither come nor cease to make a noise.
8 Gradually her eyes closed, and she sat, stock still; only by the gentle heaving of her bosom could one know that she was alive.
9 The blind was down, and I went over to raise it gently, whilst Van Helsing stepped, with his soft, cat-like tread, over to the bed.
10 I assured him that Lucy was still asleep, but told him as gently as I could that both Van Helsing and I feared that the end was near.
11 I knocked gently and rang as quietly as possible, for I feared to disturb Lucy or her mother, and hoped to only bring a servant to the door.
12 Van Helsing stepped forward and drew the coverlet gently over her body, whilst Art, after looking at her face for an instant despairingly, ran out of the room.
13 The end of the winding-sheet was laid over the face; when the Professor bent over and turned it gently back, we both started at the beauty before us, the tall wax candles showing a sufficient light to note it well.
14 I determined not to return to-night to the gloom-haunted rooms, but to sleep here, where, of old, ladies had sat and sung and lived sweet lives whilst their gentle breasts were sad for their menfolk away in the midst of remorseless wars.