"Then, Dr. Seward, you'd better let me ask you a copy on my typewriter.
He grew pale while I said:
- No! No! No! For all the world I'll let you know that terrible story!
Therefore, it was terrible. My intuition had not deceived me! For a moment I thought, and while my eyes scanned the room carefully, looking for something or some opportunity that could help me, I saw a lot of typewriting on the table. The doctor's eyes were fixed on mine, and involuntarily followed the direction of my gaze. To see the papers, and realized whator now I know and let me say that I should have known long ago. I know that Lucy told you of me, just as I spoke to me of you. Could I do the only adjustment I can? Take the cylinders and hear them. The first half dozen are personal and not horrify so you will know me better. For after hearing them, dinner is already ready. Meanwhile, I read some of those documents, and so I will be able to better understand certain things.
He carried the phonograph himself up to my sitting room and adjusted it for me. Now I get to see something nice, I'm sure of it, as I will show another side of a true love that I know one side ...
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