Read excerpt 1 from The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.They saw it but for a glimpse for the window was instantly thrust down; but that glimpse had been sufficient, and they turned and left the court without a word. . . . Mr. Utterson at last turned and looked at his companion. They were both pale; and there was an answering horror in their eyes."God forgive us, God forgive us,” said Mr. Utterson.Now read excerpt two."It is well, then that we should be frank,” said the other. "We both think more than we have said; let us make a clean breast. This masked figure that you saw, did you recognise it?”"Well, sir, it went so quick, and the creature was so doubled up, that I could hardly swear to that,” was the answer. "But if you mean, was it Mr. Hyde?—why, yes, I think it was! You see, it was much of the same bigness; and it had the same quick, light way with it; and then who else could have got in by the laboratory door? You have not forgot, sir, that at the time of the murder he had still the key with him? But that’s not all. I don’t know, Mr. Utterson, if you ever met this Mr. Hyde?”"Yes,” said the lawyer, "I once spoke with him.”"Then you must know as well as the rest of us that there was something queer about that gentleman—something that gave a man a turn—I don’t know rightly how to say it, sir, beyond this: that you felt in your marrow kind of cold and thin.”
Read the excerpt from The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.I hesitated long before I put this theory to the test of practice. I knew well that I risked death; for any drug that so potently controlled and shook the very fortress of identity, might, by the least scruple of an overdose or at the least inopportunity in the moment of exhibition, utterly blot out that immaterial tabernacle which I looked to it to change.
Read the excerpt from The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.Twelve o’clock had scarce rung out over London, ere the knocker sounded very gently on the door. I went myself at the summons, and found a small man crouching against the pillars of the portico."Are you come from Dr. Jekyll?” I asked.He told me "yes” by a constrained gesture; and when I had bidden him enter, he did not obey me without a searching backward glance into the darkness of the square. There was a policeman not far off, advancing with his bull’s eye open; and at the sight, I thought my visitor started and made greater haste.
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