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"
Certainly
;
you
do
n't
suppose
that
evil
spirits
are
frightened
by
bits
of
ribbon
,
or
the
perfumes
of
a
druggist
's
shop
?
No
,
these
complaints
,
wandering
in
the
air
,
begin
by
trying
the
nerves
,
and
so
infect
the
brain
,
but
before
they
can
seize
upon
you
,
the
antidote
repels
them
.
That
I
am
sure
is
what
the
charm
has
done
for
us
.
It
is
nothing
magical
,
it
is
simply
natural
.
"
I
should
have
been
happier
if
I
could
have
quite
agreed
with
Carmilla
,
but
I
did
my
best
,
and
the
impression
was
a
little
losing
its
force
.
For
some
nights
I
slept
profoundly
;
but
still
every
morning
I
felt
the
same
lassitude
,
and
a
languor
weighed
upon
me
all
day
.
I
felt
myself
a
changed
girl
.
A
strange
melancholy
was
stealing
over
me
,
a
melancholy
that
I
would
not
have
interrupted
.
Dim
thoughts
of
death
began
to
open
,
and
an
idea
that
I
was
slowly
sinking
took
gentle
,
and
,
somehow
,
not
unwelcome
,
possession
of
me
.
If
it
was
sad
,
the
tone
of
mind
which
this
induced
was
also
sweet
.
Whatever
it
might
be
,
my
soul
acquiesced
in
it
.
I
would
not
admit
that
I
was
ill
,
I
would
not
consent
to
tell
my
papa
,
or
to
have
the
doctor
sent
for
.
Carmilla
became
more
devoted
to
me
than
ever
,
and
her
strange
paroxysms
of
languid
adoration
more
frequent
.
She
used
to
gloat
on
me
with
increasing
ardor
the
more
my
strength
and
spirits
waned
.
This
always
shocked
me
like
a
momentary
glare
of
insanity
.
Without
knowing
it
,
I
was
now
in
a
pretty
advanced
stage
of
the
strangest
illness
under
which
mortal
ever
suffered
.
There
was
an
unaccountable
fascination
in
its
earlier
symptoms
that
more
than
reconciled
me
to
the
incapacitating
effect
of
that
stage
of
the
malady
.
This
fascination
increased
for
a
time
,
until
it
reached
a
certain
point
,
when
gradually
a
sense
of
the
horrible
mingled
itself
with
it
,
deepening
,
as
you
shall
hear
,
until
it
discolored
and
perverted
the
whole
state
of
my
life
.
The
first
change
I
experienced
was
rather
agreeable
.
It
was
very
near
the
turning
point
from
which
began
the
descent
of
Avernus
.
Certain
vague
and
strange
sensations
visited
me
in
my
sleep
.
The
prevailing
one
was
of
that
pleasant
,
peculiar
cold
thrill
which
we
feel
in
bathing
,
when
we
move
against
the
current
of
a
river
.
This
was
soon
accompanied
by
dreams
that
seemed
interminable
,
and
were
so
vague
that
I
could
never
recollect
their
scenery
and
persons
,
or
any
one
connected
portion
of
their
action
.
But
they
left
an
awful
impression
,
and
a
sense
of
exhaustion
,
as
if
I
had
passed
through
a
long
period
of
great
mental
exertion
and
danger
.
