Carmilla by J. S. Le Fanu

In Styria, we, though by no means magnificent people, inhabit a castle, or schloss. A small income, in that part

Upon a paper attached to the Narrative which follows, Doctor Hesselius has written a rather elaborate note, which he accompanies

I am now going to tell you something so strange that it will require all your faith in my veracity

We followed the cortege with our eyes until it was swiftly lost to sight in the misty wood; and the

I told you that I was charmed with her in most particulars. There were some that did not please me

This evening there arrived from Gratz the grave, dark-faced son of the picture cleaner, with a horse and cart laden

When we got into the drawing room, and had sat down to our coffee and chocolate, although Carmilla did not

It would be vain my attempting to tell you the horror with which, even now, I recall the occurrence of

At sight of the room, perfectly undisturbed except for our violent entrance, we began to cool a little, and soon

As Carmilla would not hear of an attendant sleeping in her room, my father arranged that a servant should sleep

It was about ten months since we had last seen him: but that time had sufficed to make an alteration

With all my heart,” said the General, with an effort; and after a short pause in which to arrange his

“Then we are to lose Madame la Comtesse, but I hope only for a few hours,” I said, with a

“There soon, however, appeared some drawbacks. In the first place, Millarca complained of extreme languor–the weakness that remained after her

“My beloved child,” he resumed, “was now growing rapidly worse. The physician who attended her had failed to produce the

As he spoke one of the strangest looking men I ever beheld entered the chapel at the door through which

I write all this you suppose with composure. But far from it; I cannot think of it without agitation. Nothing