Frankenstein Chapter 2 Dialectical Journal

The coachman approached the side of the coach, opened the door and he peered inside the coach, "Okay lad come out." Lucinda's level of fear intensified before being able to react as a result of sight of four riders in the distance, approaching the coach. One of the riders, she remembered was the man with the long beard covering his large unsightly scar. The coachman, "Leave the carriage or will I drag you out?" Staring directly into his eyes and drawing her knife: "I warn you, the best is that you will give up your plans, whatever that may be, you'll regret it if you would not."

The coachman smiled, "Relax, harming you is not our goal. It is not worth getting harm over money, just exit the coach, hand us your wallet, and you'll be free
The thick black fur was no longer bristle, he wasn't baring his teeth in anger threatening Lucinda, and he stops growling; as a result, Lucinda's fear diminished, "Maybe it is not a harmful animal after all." But the closer the creature approached the carriage, the harder it became for her be positive and not get into a panic. The beast still maintained his frightening and monstrous appearance. He reached a distance of two yards of the carriage, he sat on its hind legs and peered through the side window into the carriage looking directly into Lucinda's eyes.

The giant wolf-like black creature was so close that she could detect a red discoloration on his massive black nose. Although it appears horrendous, it did not attempt to attack her. One detail that did not fit into the monstrous scenario was the fact that even though the magical music stopped the horses remained utterly relaxed. From familiarity with horses, she knew that calm horses next to a monster predator did not indicate danger. The creature's eyes were bright, and she could tell he was intelligent when she stared straight into his eyes, she had a strange feeling that he was trying to give her a
Mixed with all this standard input to Lucinda's senses were also the transformation of the creature which could have all kinds of explanations and descriptions, but it was assuredly not a normal phenomenon. "I must be dreaming," Lucinda thought, she could not believe her eyes, even so, everything seemed so real, it looks that everything was happening in slow motion but in reality, everything happened very fast. Suddenly it was all over, everything becomes entirely standard, with one significant difference, in front of her, at the same spot no longer stood the giant horrifying creature; instead, she saw a shepherd dog with black and white fur.

The dog that must have forgotten he had been a monster a few minutes earlier started jumping in front of her and encouraging her to play, Lucinda began to play with him ignoring what he was just a few minutes ago. "Maybe you understand what I'm saying, after all, you are truly a magical creature," Lucinda thought while looking into his intelligent eyes. "There is no doubt that this is the magical help that the White Magic sent." She remembered the shepherd dogs that frequently run around the vast sheep herds near the palace.
The dogs guarding the herds of sheep near the palace were similar to this one who