He means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.
Before I left the castle I so fixed its entrances that never more can the Count enter there Undead.
Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.
Sleep has no place it can call its own.
Though sympathy alone can't alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.
Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.