Сократите текст . and so, on 4th may i arrived at a little town called bistritz. transynvania was a strange and beautiful place. there werw mountains, trees and rivers everywhere. and somewhere high in the mountins was the coun’s home, clastle dracula. i had six hours to wait before the coach came to take me there, so i went into a little hotel. inside the hotrl it was warm and talking. ' where are you going? ' they asked me. ' to clastle dracula,' i replied. suddenly the room was silent and everyone turned to look at me. i could not understand why they all looked afraid. ' don't go there,' someone said. ' but i have to,' i answered. ' it's business. ' they began to talk again, but they were no ionger iaughing. the coach arrived, and we travelled up into the mountains. higher and higher it ent, faster and faster. the sun was bright, but above the trees there was snow on the mountain tops. then suddenly the sun went behind the mountins and everywhere was dark. inthe forest around us, the wolves were howling. it was a terrible sound. suddenly, the coach stopped. a small carriage came downthe narrow road on the right. four black horses were pullingit, and the driver was driver was dressed in black, with a black hat pulled down over his face. ' where's the engelishman? ' he called. ' i 've come form castle dracila! ' he looked strange, standing there in the moonlight, and suddenly i was afraid. but it was too late. i could not go back now.

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