DR. SEWARD'S DIARY--cont. For a while sheer anger mastered me. It was as if he had during her life struck Lucy on the face. I smote the table hard and rose up as I said to him, "Dr. Van Helsing, are you mad?" "Forgive me," said I. This staggered me. A man does not like to prove such a truth, Byron excepted from the category, jealousy. "And prove the very truth he most abhorred." "And then?" He took a key from his pocket and held it up. "And then we spend the night, you and I, in the churchyard where Lucy lies. This is the key that lock the tomb. I had it from the coffin man to give to Arthur."