• The Jewel of Seven Stars: Chapter 6 - Suspicions, Part 1
    Apr 30 2021

    A funsies cold read of Bram Stoker's The Jewel of Seven Stars, told in very small bits, made possible by the support of my patrons at patreon.com/bbwolfe. This is the first part of chapter 6!

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    Chapter VI

    Suspicions

    The first to get full self-command was Miss Trelawny.  There was a haughty dignity in her bearing as she said:

    "Very well, Mrs. Grant; let them go!  Pay them up to today, and a month's wages. They have hitherto been very good servants; and the occasion of their leaving is not an ordinary one.  We must not expect much faithfulness from any one who is beset with fears.  Those who remain are to have in future double wages; and please send these to me presently when I send word."  Mrs. Grant bristled with smothered indignation; all the housekeeper in her was outraged by such generous treatment of servants who had combined to give notice:

    "They don't deserve it, miss; them to go on so, after the way they have been treated here.  Never in my life have I seen servants so well treated or anyone so good to them and gracious to them as you have been. They might be in the household of a King for treatment.  And now, just as there is trouble, to go and act like this.  It's abominable, that's what it is!"

    Miss Trelawny was very gentle with her, and smothered her ruffled dignity; so that presently she went away with, in her manner, a lesser measure of hostility to the undeserving.  In quite a different frame of mind she returned presently to ask if her mistress would like her to engage a full staff of other servants, or at any rate try to do so. "For you know, ma'am," she went on, "when once a scare has been established in the servants' hall, it's wellnigh impossible to get rid of it.  Servants may come; but they go away just as quick.  There's no holding them.  They simply won't stay; or even if they work out their month's notice, they lead you that life that you wish every hour of the day that you hadn't kept them.  The women are bad enough, the huzzies; but the men are worse!"  There was neither anxiety nor indignation in Miss Trelawny's voice or manner as she said:

    "I think, Mrs. Grant, we had better try to do with those we have. Whilst my dear Father is ill we shall not be having any company, so that there will be only three now in the house to attend to.  If those servants who are willing to stay are not enough, I should only get sufficient to help them to do the work.  It will not, I should think, be difficult to get a few maids; perhaps some that you know already. And please bear in mind, that those whom you get, and who are suitable and will stay, are henceforth to have the same wages as those who are remaining.  Of course, Mrs. Grant, you well enough understand that though I do not group you in any way with the servants, the rule of double salary applies to you too."  As she spoke she extended her long, fine-shaped hand, which the other took and then, raising it to her lips, kissed it impressively with the freedom of an elder woman to a younger. 

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  • The Jewel of Seven Stars: Chapter 5 - More Strange Instructions, Part 10
    Apr 17 2021

    A funsies cold read of Bram Stoker's The Jewel of Seven Stars, told in very small bits, made possible by the support of my patrons at patreon.com/bbwolfe. This is the 10th and final part of chapter 5!

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    So far as I can see, there is not a word of his instructions that he had not thought over fully.  Whatever idea he had in his mind was the idea of a lifetime; he had studied it in every possible phase, and was prepared to guard it at every point.

    "Now I fear I have distressed you, and I am truly sorry for it; for I see you have much--too much--to bear already.  But I have no alternative. If you want to consult me at any time about anything, I promise you I will come without a moment's delay, at any hour of the day or night. There is my private address," he scribbled in his pocket-book as he spoke, "and under it the address of my club, where I am generally to be found in the evening."  He tore out the paper and handed it to her.  She thanked him.  He shook hands with her and with me and withdrew.

    As soon as the hall door was shut on him, Mrs. Grant tapped at the door and came in. There was such a look of distress in her face that Miss Trelawny stood up, deadly white, and asked her:

    "What is it, Mrs. Grant?  What is it?  Any new trouble?"

    "I grieve to say, miss, that the servants, all but two, have given notice and want to leave the house today.  They have talked the matter over among themselves; the butler has spoken for the rest.  He says as how they are willing to forego their wages, and even to pay their legal obligations instead of notice; but that go today they must."

    "What reason do they give?"

    "None, miss.  They say as how they're sorry, but that they've nothing to say.  I asked Jane, the upper housemaid, miss, who is not with the rest but stops on; and she tells me confidential that they've got some notion in their silly heads that the house is haunted!"

    We ought to have laughed, but we didn't.  I could not look in Miss Trelawny's face and laugh.  The pain and horror there showed no sudden paroxysm of fear; there was a fixed idea of which this was a confirmation.  For myself, it seemed as if my brain had found a voice. But the voice was not complete; there was some other thought, darker and deeper, which lay behind it, whose voice had not sounded as yet.

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  • The Jewel of Seven Stars: Chapter 5 - More Strange Instructions, Part 9
    Apr 10 2021

    A funsies cold read of Bram Stoker's The Jewel of Seven Stars, told in very small bits, made possible by the support of my patrons at patreon.com/bbwolfe. This is the 9th part of chapter 5!

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    She went on more firmly; she had recovered herself:

    "Please! please do not think I am ungrateful to you for your kindness in coming here and so quickly.  I really am grateful; and I have every confidence in your judgment.  If you wish, or think it best, we can be alone."  I stood up; but Mr. Marvin made a dissentient gesture.  He was evidently pleased with her attitude; there was geniality in his voice and manner as he spoke:

    "Not at all!  Not at all!  There is no restriction on your Father's part; and on my own I am quite willing.  Indeed, all told, it may be better.  From what you have said of Mr. Trelawny's illness, and the other--incidental--matters, it will be well in case of any grave eventuality, that it was understood from the first, that circumstances were ruled by your Father's own imperative instructions.  For, please understand me, his instructions are imperative--most imperative.  They are so unyielding that he has given me a Power of Attorney, under which I have undertaken to act, authorising me to see his written wishes carried out.  Please believe me once for all, that he intended fully everything mentioned in that letter to you!  Whilst he is alive he is to remain in his own room; and none of his property is to be removed from it under any circumstances whatever.  He has even given an inventory of the articles which are not to be displaced."

    Miss Trelawny was silent.  She looked somewhat distressed; so, thinking that I understood the immediate cause, I asked:

    "May we see the list?"  Miss Trelawny's face at once brightened; but it fell again as the lawyer answered promptly--he was evidently prepared for the question:

    "Not unless I am compelled to take action on the Power of Attorney.  I have brought that instrument with me.  You will recognise, Mr. Ross"--he said this with a sort of business conviction which I had noticed in his professional work, as he handed me the deed--"how strongly it is worded, and how the grantor made his wishes apparent in such a way as to leave no loophole.  It is his own wording, except for certain legal formalities; and I assure you I have seldom seen a more iron-clad document.  Even I myself have no power to make the slightest relaxation of the instructions, without committing a distinct breach of faith.  And that, I need not tell you, is impossible." He evidently added the last words in order to prevent an appeal to his personal consideration.  He did not like the seeming harshness of his words, however, for he added:

    "I do hope, Miss Trelawny, that you understand that I am willing--frankly and unequivocally willing--to do anything I can, within the limits of my power, to relieve your distress.  But your Father had, in all his doings, some purpose of his own which he did not disclose to me.

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  • The Jewel of Seven Stars: Chapter 5 - More Strange Instructions, Part 8
    Apr 3 2021

    A funsies cold read of Bram Stoker's The Jewel of Seven Stars, told in very small bits, made possible by the support of my patrons at patreon.com/bbwolfe. This is the 8th part of chapter 5!

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    To start with, he does not seem to know any more than you do about my Father's condition; and if he were a hundredth part as much interested in it as you are, he would not stand on such punctilio.  Of course, I am only too anxious about my poor Father; and if I can see a way to meet either of Sir James Frere's conditions, I shall do so.  I shall ask Mr. Marvin to come here today, and advise me as to the limit of Father's wishes.  If he thinks I am free to act in any way on my own responsibility, I shall not hesitate to do so."  Then Doctor Winchester took his leave.

    Miss Trelawny sat down and wrote a letter to Mr. Marvin, telling him of the state of affairs, and asking him to come and see her and to bring with him any papers which might throw any light on the subject.  She sent the letter off with a carriage to bring back the solicitor; we waited with what patience we could for his coming.

    It is not a very long journey for oneself from Kensington Palace Gardens to Lincoln's Inn Fields; but it seemed endlessly long when waiting for someone else to take it.  All things, however, are amenable t o Time; it was less than an hour all told when Mr. Marvin was with us.

    He recognised Miss Trelawny's impatience, and when he had learned sufficient of her father's illness, he said to her:

    "Whenever you are ready I can go with you into particulars regarding your Father's wishes."

    "Whenever you like," she said, with an evident ignorance of his meaning. "Why not now?"  He looked at me, as to a fellow man of business, and stammered out:

    "We are not alone."

    "I have brought Mr. Ross here on purpose," she answered.  "He knows so much at present, that I want him to know more."  The solicitor was a little disconcerted, a thing which those knowing him only in courts would hardly have believed.  He answered, however, with some hesitation:

    "But, my dear young lady--Your Father's wishes!--Confidence between father and child--"

    Here she interrupted him; there was a tinge of red in her pale cheeks as she did so:

    "Do you really think that applies to the present circumstances, Mr. Marvin?  My Father never told me anything of his affairs; and I can now, in this sad extremity, only learn his wishes through a gentleman who is a stranger to me and of whom I never even heard till I got my Father's letter, written to be shown to me only in extremity.  Mr. Ross is a new friend; but he has all my confidence, and I should like him to be present.  Unless, of course," she added, "such a thing is forbidden by my Father.  Oh! forgive me, Mr. Marvin, if I seem rude; but I have been in such dreadful trouble and anxiety lately, that I have hardly command of myself."  She covered her eyes with her hand for a few seconds; we two men looked at each other and waited, trying to appear unmoved.  

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  • The Jewel of Seven Stars: Chapter 5 - More Strange Instructions, Part 7
    Mar 27 2021

    A funsies cold read of Bram Stoker's The Jewel of Seven Stars, told in very small bits, made possible by the support of my patrons at patreon.com/bbwolfe. This is the 7th part of chapter 5!

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    Doctor Winchester informs me that you are not yourself free in the matter, but are bound by an instruction given by your Father in case just such a condition of things should arise.  I would strongly advise that the patient be removed to another room; or, as an alternative, that those mummies and all such things should be removed from his chamber.  Why, it's enough to put any man into an abnormal condition, to have such an assemblage of horrors round him, and to breathe the atmosphere which they exhale.  You have evidence already of how such mephitic odour may act.  That nurse--Kennedy, I think you said, Doctor--isn't yet out of her state of catalepsy; and you, Mr. Ross, have, I am told, experienced something of the same effects.  I know this"--here his eyebrows came down more than ever, and his mouth hardened--"if I were in charge here I should insist on the patient having a different atmosphere; or I would throw up the case. Doctor Winchester already knows that I can only be again consulted on this condition being fulfilled.  But I trust that you will see your way, as a good daughter to my mind should, to looking to your Father's health and sanity rather than to any whim of his--whether supported or not by a foregoing fear, or by any number of "penny dreadful" mysteries.  The day has hardly come yet, I am glad to say, when the British Museum and St. Thomas's Hospital have exchanged their normal functions.  Good-day, Miss Trelawny.  I earnestly hope that I may soon see your Father restored.  Remember, that should you fulfil the elementary condition which I have laid down, I am at your service day or night.  Good-morning, Mr. Ross.   I hope you will be able to report to me soon, Doctor Winchester."

    When he had gone we stood silent, till the rumble of his carriage wheels died away. The first to speak was Doctor Winchester:

    "I think it well to say that to my mind, speaking purely as a physician, he is quite right.  I feel as if I could have assaulted him when he made it a condition of not giving up the case; but all the same he is right as to treatment.  He does not understand that there is something odd about this special case; and he will not realise the knot that we are all tied up in by Mr. Trelawny's instructions.  Of course--" He was interrupted by Miss Trelawny:

    "Doctor Winchester, do you, too, wish to give up the case; or are you willing to continue it under the conditions you know?"

    "Give it up!  Less now than ever.  Miss Trelawny, I shall never give it up, so long as life is left to him or any of us!"  She said nothing, but held out her hand, which he took warmly.

    "Now," said she, "if Sir James Frere is a type of the cult of Specialists, I want no more of them. 

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  • The Jewel of Seven Stars: Chapter 5 - More Strange Instructions, Part 6
    Mar 20 2021

    A funsies cold read of Bram Stoker's The Jewel of Seven Stars, told in very small bits, made possible by the support of my patrons at patreon.com/bbwolfe. This is the 6th part of chapter 5!

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    Again they both went into Nurse Kennedy's room.  He sent out the nurse attendant on her. Doctor Winchester told me afterward that Nurse Kennedy, though she was ignorant of later matters, gave full and satisfactory answers to all Doctor Frere's questions relating to her patient up to the time she became unconscious.  Then they went to the study, where they remained so long, and their voices raised in heated discussion seemed in such determined opposition, that I began to feel uneasy.  As for Miss Trelawny, she was almost in a state of collapse from nervousness before they joined us.  Poor girl! she had had a sadly anxious time of it, and her nervous strength had almost broken down.

    They came out at last, Sir James first, his grave face looking as unenlightening as that of the sphinx.  Doctor Winchester followed him closely; his face was pale, but with that kind of pallor which looked like a reaction.  It gave me the idea that it had been red not long before.  Sir James asked that Miss Trelawny would come into the study. He suggested that I should come also.  When we had entered, Sir James turned to me and said:

    "I understand from Doctor Winchester that you are a friend of Miss Trelawny, and that you have already considerable knowledge of this case. Perhaps it will be well that you should be with us.  I know you already as a keen lawyer, Mr. Ross, though I never had the pleasure of meeting you.  As Doctor Winchester tells me that there are some strange matters outside this case which seem to puzzle him--and others--and in which he thinks you may yet be specially interested, it might be as well that you should know every phase of the case.  For myself I do not take much account of mysteries--except those of science; and as there seems to be some idea of an attempt at assassination or robbery, all I can say is that if assassins were at work they ought to take some elementary lessons in anatomy before their next job, for they seem thoroughly ignorant.  If robbery were their purpose, they seem to have worked with marvellous inefficiency.  That, however, is not my business."  Here he took a big pinch of snuff, and turning to to Miss Trelawny, went on: "Now as to the patient. Leaving out the cause of his illness, all we can say at present is that he appears to be suffering from a marked attack of catalepsy.  At present nothing can be done, except to sustain his strength.  The treatment of my friend Doctor Winchester is mainly such as I approve of; and I am confident that should any slight change arise he will be able to deal with it satisfactorily.  It is an interesting case--most interesting; and should any new or abnormal development arise I shall be happy to come at any time.  There is just one thing to which I wish to call your attention; and I put it to you, Miss Trelawny, directly, since it is your responsibility.

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  • The Jewel of Seven Stars: Chapter 5 - More Strange Instructions, Part 5
    Mar 13 2021

    A funsies cold read of Bram Stoker's The Jewel of Seven Stars, told in very small bits, made possible by the support of my patrons at patreon.com/bbwolfe. This is the 5th part of chapter 5!

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    But before them all I would put Frere of King's College. Of all that I have named he best unites theory and practice.  He has no hobbies--that have been discovered at all events; and his experience is immense.  It is the regret of all of us who admire him that the nerve so firm  and the hand so dexterous must yield to time.  For my own part I would rather have Frere than any one living."

    "Then," said Miss Trelawny decisively, "let us have Doctor Frere--by the way, is he 'Doctor' or 'Mister'?--as early as we can get him in the morning!"

    A weight seemed removed from him, and he spoke with greater ease and geniality than he had yet shown:

    "He is Sir James Frere.  I shall go to him myself as early as it is possibly to see him, and shall ask him to come here at once."  Then turning to me he said:

    "You had better let me dress your hand."

    "It is nothing," I said.

    "Nevertheless it should be seen to.  A scratch from any animal might turn out dangerous; there is nothing like being safe."  I submitted; forthwith he began to dress my hand.  He examined with a magnifying-glass the several parallel wounds, and compared them with the slip of blotting-paper, marked with Silvio's claws, which he took from his pocket-book.  He put back the paper, simply remarking:

    "It's a pity that Silvio slips in--and out--just when he shouldn't."

    The morning wore slowly on.  By ten o'clock Nurse Kennedy had so far recovered that she was able to sit up and talk intelligibly.  But she was still hazy in her thoughts; and could not remember anything that had happened on the previous night, after her taking her place by the sick-bed. As yet she seemed neither to know nor care what had happened.

    It was nearly eleven o'clock when Doctor Winchester returned with Sir James Frere. Somehow I felt my heart sink when from the landing I saw them in the hall below; I knew that Miss Trelawny was to have the pain of telling yet another stranger of her ignorance of her father's life.

    Sir James Frere was a man who commanded attention followed by respect. He knew so thoroughly what he wanted himself, that he placed at once on one side all wishes and ideas of less definite persons.  The mere flash of his piercing eyes, or the set of his resolute mouth, or the lowering of his great eyebrows, seemed to compel immediate and willing obedience to his wishes.  Somehow, when we had all been introduced and he was well amongst us, all sense of mystery seemed to melt away.  It was with a hopeful spirit that I saw him pass into the sick-room with Doctor Winchester.

    They remained in the room a long time; once they sent for the Nurse, the new one, Sister Doris, but she did not remain long.

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  • The Jewel of Seven Stars: Chapter 5 - More Strange Instructions, Part 4
    Mar 6 2021

    A funsies cold read of Bram Stoker's The Jewel of Seven Stars, told in very small bits, made possible by the support of my patrons at patreon.com/bbwolfe. This is the 4th part of chapter 5!

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    Such a man would have more knowledge and more experience; and his knowledge and experience might help to throw light on poor Father's case. As it is, Doctor Winchester seems to be quite in the dark.  Oh! I don't know what to do. It is all so terrible!"  Here she broke down a little and cried; and I tried to comfort her.

    Doctor Winchester arrived quickly.  His first thought was for his patient; but when he found him without further harm, he visited Nurse Kennedy.  When he saw her, a hopeful look came into his eyes.  Taking a towel, he dipped a corner of it in cold water and flicked on the face. The skin coloured, and she stirred slightly.  He said to the new nurse--Sister Doris he called her:

    "She is all right.  She will wake in a few hours at latest.  She may be dizzy and distraught at first, or perhaps hysterical.  If so, you know how to treat her."

    "Yes, sir!" answered Sister Doris demurely; and we went back to Mr. Trelawny's room. As soon as we had entered, Mrs. Grant and the Nurse went out so that only Doctor Winchester, Miss Trelawny, and myself remained in the room.  When the door had been closed Doctor Winchester asked me as to what had occurred.  I told him fully, giving exactly every detail so far as I could remember.  Throughout my narrative, which did not take long, however, he kept asking me questions as to who had been present and the order in which each one had come into the room.  He asked other things, but nothing of any importance; these were all that took my attention, or remained in my memory.  When our conversation was finished, he said in a very decided way indeed, to Miss Trelawny:

    "I think, Miss Trelawny, that we had better have a consultation on this case."  She answered at once, seemingly a little to his surprise:

    "I am glad you have mentioned it.  I quite agree.  Who would you suggest?"

    "Have you any choice yourself?" he asked.  "Any one to whom your Father is known? Has he ever consulted any one?"

    "Not to my knowledge.  But I hope you will choose whoever you think would be best.  My dear Father should have all the help that can be had; and I shall be deeply obliged by your choosing.  Who is the best man in London--anywhere else--in such a case?"

    "There are several good men; but they are scattered all over the world. Somehow, the brain specialist is born, not made; though a lot of hard work goes to the completing of him and fitting him for his work.  He comes from no country.  The most daring investigator up to the present is Chiuni, the Japanese; but he is rather a surgical experimentalist than a practitioner.  Then there is Zammerfest of Uppsala, and Fenelon of the University of Paris, and Morfessi of Naples.  These, of course, are in addition to our own men, Morrison of Aberdeen and Richardson of Birmingham.   

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