It seemed natural and human. In my eyes it bore a livelier image of the spirit, it seemed more express and single, than the imperfect and divided countenance I had been hitherto accustomed to call mine.

delighted me like wine.

But I have gone too far in the way of inexplicable services to pause before I see the end.”

I loaded an old revolver, that I might be found in some posture of self-defence.

self-destroyer.

Well, sir, every day, ay, and twice and thrice in the same day, there have been orders and complaints, and I have been sent flying to all the wholesale chemists in town. Every time I brought the stuff back, there would be another paper telling me to return it, because it was not pure, and another order to a different firm. This drug is wanted bitter bad, sir, whatever for.”

lying on her back as though the wind had tilted her

wild, cold, seasonable night of March

They saw it but for a glimpse, for the window was instantly thrust down;

“I should like to very much; but no, no, no, it is quite impossible; I dare not.

and the packet slept in the inmost corner of his private safe.

Well, life has been pleasant; I liked it; yes, sir, I used to like it. I sometimes think if we knew all, we should be more glad to get away.”

“What!” he thought. “Henry Jekyll forge for a murderer!” And his blood ran cold in his veins.

The fog still slept on the wing above the drowned city, where the lamps glimmered like carbuncles;

“I have lost confidence in myself.”

She had an evil face, smoothed by hypocrisy; but her manners were excellent.

the first fog of the season. A great chocolate-coloured pall lowered over heaven, but the wind was continually charging and routing these embattled vapours; so that as the cab crawled from street to street, Mr. Utterson beheld a marvellous number of degrees and hues of twilight

he recognised it for one that he had himself presented many years before to Henry Jekyll.

A purse and a gold watch were found upon the victim

and at that Mr. Hyde broke out of all bounds and clubbed him to the earth. And next moment, with ape-like fury, he was trampling his victim under foot and hailing down a storm of blows,

a year later

“My good Utterson,” said the doctor, “this is very good of you, this is downright good of you, and I cannot find words to thank you in. I believe you fully; I would trust you before any man alive, ay, before myself, if I could make the choice; but indeed it isn’t what you fancy; it is not so bad as that; and just to put your good heart at rest, I will tell you one thing: the moment I choose, I can be rid of Mr. Hyde. I give you my hand upon that; and I thank you again and again; and I will just add one little word, Utterson, that I’m sure you’ll take in good part: this is a private matter, and I beg of you to let it sleep.”

“You know I never approved of it,” pursued Utterson, ruthlessly disregarding the fresh topic.

and in the gloom of his spirits, he seemed to read a menace in the flickering of the firelight on the polished cabinets and the uneasy starting of the shadow on the roof.

murderous mixture

The other snarled aloud into a savage laugh

Yet his attention had never before been so sharply and decisively arrested; and it was with a strong, superstitious prevision of success that he withdrew into the entry of the court.

Mr. Utterson began to haunt the door in the by-street of shops. In the morning before office hours, at noon when business was plenty, and time scarce, at night under the face of the fogged city moon, by all lights and at all hours of solitude or concourse, the lawyer was to be found on his chosen post.

The figure in these two phases haunted the lawyer all night;

“But it is more than ten years since Henry Jekyll became too fanciful for me. He began to go wrong, wrong in mind; and though of course I continue to take an interest in him for old sake’s sake, as they say, I see and I have seen devilish little of the man.

Dr. Jekyll’s “disappearance or unexplained absence for any period exceeding three calendar months,” the said Edward Hyde should step into the said Henry Jekyll’s shoes without further delay and free from any burthen or obligation,

I knew what was in his mind, just as he knew what was in mine;

so ugly that it brought out the sweat on me like running.

“I incline to Cain’s heresy,”

MR. UTTERSON the lawyer was a man of a rugged countenance, that was never lighted by a smile; cold, scanty and embarrassed in discourse; backward in sentiment; lean, long, dusty, dreary, and yet somehow lovable.