About
noon
We men are all in a fever of excitement , except Harker , who is calm ; his hands are cold as ice , and an hour ago I found him whetting the edge of the great Ghoorka knife which he now always carries with him . It will be a bad lookout for the Count if the edge of that `` Kukri '' ever touches his throat , driven by that stern , ice-cold hand ! Van Helsing and I were a little alarmed about Mrs. Harker to-day . About noon she got into a sort of lethargy which we did not like ; although we kept silence to the others , we were neither of us happy about it . She had been restless all the morning , so that we were at first glad to know that she was sleeping . When , however , her husband mentioned casually that she was sleeping so soundly that he could not wake her , we went to her room to see for ourselves . She was breathing naturally and looked so well and peaceful that we agreed that the sleep was better for her than anything else .