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There was something about them that made me uneasy, some longing and at the same time some deadly fear. I felt in my heart a wicked, burning desire that they would kiss me with those red lips. It is not good to note this down, lest some day it should meet Mina’s eyes and cause her pain, but it is the truth. (…)

The fair girl advanced and bent over me till I could feel the movement of her breath upon me. Sweet it was in one sense, honey-sweet, and sent the same tingling through the nerves as her voice, but with a bitter underlying the sweet, a bitter offensiveness, as one smells in blood.

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When we reached the hall, the
maid had just opened the door, and Arthur was stepping
quickly in. He rushed up to me, saying in an eager whisper,
‘Jack, I was so anxious. I read between the lines of your
letter, and have been in an agony. The dad was better, so I
ran down here to see for myself. Is not that gentleman Dr.
Van Helsing? I am so thankful to you, sir, for coming.’
When first the Professor’s eye had lit upon him, he had
been angry at his interruption at such a time, but now, as he
took in his stalwart proportions and recognized the strong
young manhood which seemed to emanate from him, his
eyes gleamed. Without a pause he said to him as he held
out his hand,
‘Sir, you have come in time. You are the lover of our dear
miss. She is bad, very, very bad. (...)
‘What can I do?’ asked Arthur hoarsely. ‘Tell me, and I
shall do it. My life is hers, and I would give the last drop of
blood in my body for her.’
The Professor has a strongly humorous side, and I could
from old knowledge detect a trace of its origin in his answer.
‘My young sir, I do not ask so much as that, not the last!’
‘What shall I do?’ There was fire in his eyes, and his open
nostrils quivered with intent. Van Helsing slapped him on
the shoulder.
‘Come!’ he said. ‘You are a man, and it is a man we want.
You are better than me, better than my friend John.’ Arthur
looked bewildered, and the Professor went on by explaining
in a kindly way.
‘Young miss is bad, very bad. She wants blood, and blood
she must have or die. My friend John and I have consulted,
and we are about to perform what we call transfusion of
blood, to transfer from full veins of one to the empty veins
which pine for him. John was to give his blood, as he is the
more young and strong than me.’—Here Arthur took my
hand and wrung it hard in silence.—‘But now you are here,
you are more good than us, old or young, who toil much in
the world of thought. Our nerves are not so calm and our
blood so bright than yours!’
Arthur turned to him and said, ‘If you only knew how
gladly I would die for her you would understand …’ He
stopped with a sort of choke in his voice.

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Beyond the green swelling hills of the Mittel Land rose
mighty slopes of forest up to the lofty steeps of the Carpathians themselves. Right and left of us they towered, with the
afternoon sun falling full upon them and bringing out all
the glorious colours of this beautiful range, deep blue and
purple in the shadows of the peaks, green and brown where
grass and rock mingled, and an endless perspective of jagged rock and pointed crags, till these were themselves lost in
the distance, where the snowy peaks rose grandly. Here and
there seemed mighty rifts in the mountains, through which,
as the sun began to sink, we saw now and again the white
gleam of falling water. One of my companions touched my
arm as we swept round the base of a hill and opened up the
lofty, snow-covered peak of a mountain, which seemed, as
we wound on our serpentine way, to be right before us.
‘Look! Isten szek!’—‘God’s seat!’—and he crossed himself reverently

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nature foreshaddows plot (mighty rifts) - representing the sublime

contrasts! (ligh-dark; high-low; dead-alive...)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Nightmare

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mina/jonathan: supposed to be, not explained further, attraction not explained but

lucy/arthur: in this relationship the attraction between the two characters or at least the attraction lucy feels towards her suiters is explained in more depth.

blood:
giving life
more than one man - sexual connotations - questions virginity

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lust leads to a character's eventual downfall because it is concidered moraly wrong, shameful, unclean, sinsul,

romance is pure and worthy and raises the chances of a character experiencing a happy end.

lust must be overcome