1 Between me and the moonlight flitted a great bat, coming and going in great whirling circles.
2 But the fact is that whilst the Professor was talking there came a big bat and sat on the window-sill.
3 The Count, even if he takes the form of a bat, cannot cross the running water of his own volition, and so cannot leave the ship.
4 This is evident; for had he power to move himself as he wished he could go either as man, or wolf, or bat, or in some other way.
5 I went to the window and looked out, but could see nothing, except a big bat, which had evidently been buffeting its wings against the window.
6 I found him asleep twice when I awoke; but I did not fear to go to sleep again, although the boughs or bats or something napped almost angrily against the window-panes.
7 We asked Vincent to what he attributed them, and he replied that it must have been a bite of some animal, perhaps a rat; but, for his own part, he was inclined to think that it was one of the bats which are so numerous on the northern heights of London.
8 He can transform himself to wolf, as we gather from the ship arrival in Whitby, when he tear open the dog; he can be as bat, as Madam Mina saw him on the window at Whitby, and as friend John saw him fly from this so near house, and as my friend Quincey saw him at the window of Miss Lucy.