STORYOFTHEDOOR
Mr.
Uttersonthelawyerwasamanofaruggedcountenancethatwas
لم
neverlightedbyasmile;cold,scantyandembarrassedindiscourse;
backwardinsentiment;
lean,long,dusty,drearyandyetsomehowlovable.
Atfriendlymeetings,andwhenthewinewastohistaste,
شيء
somethingeminentlyhumanbeaconedfromhiseye;شيء
somethingindeedwhichneverfounditswayintohistalk,butالذي
whichspokenotonlyinهذه
thesesilentsymbolsoftheafter-dinnerالوجه
face,butmoreoftenandloudlyintheactsofhisحياته
life.Hewasausterewithhimself;
drankgin
عندما
whenhewasalone,tomortifyatasteforvintages;andthoughheenjoyedthetheatre,hadnotcrossedthedoorsofonefortwentyyears.
لكن
Buthehadanapprovedtoleranceforothers;بعض الأحيان
sometimeswondering,almostwithenvy,atthehighpressureofspiritsinvolvedintheirmisdeeds;andin
أي
anyextremityinclinedtohelpratherمن
thantoreprove.“IinclinetoCain’sheresy,”heusedto
يقول
sayquaintly:“Iletmy
أخي
brothergotothedevilinhisالخاصة
ownway.”Inthischaracter,itwasfrequentlyhisfortunetobethe
آخر
lastreputableacquaintanceandtheآخر
lastgoodinfluenceinthelivesofdowngoingmen.Andtosuchasthese,solongastheycame
حول
abouthischambers,henevermarkedashadeofالتغيير
changeinhisdemeanour.NodoubtthefeatwaseasytoMr.Utterson;
forhewasundemonstrativeatthebest,andevenhisfriendshipseemedtobefoundedin
على
asimilarcatholicityofgood-nature.Itisthemarkofamodest
الرجل
mantoaccepthisfriendlycircleready-madefromthehandsofopportunity;andthatwasthelawyer’s
طريقة
way.Hisfriendswerethoseofhisownblood
أو
orthosewhomhehadknownthelongest;hisaffections,
مثل
likeivy,werethegrowthoftime,theyimpliedأي
noaptnessintheobject.Hence,nodoubt
في
thebondthatunitedhimtoMr.RichardEnfield,hisdistantkinsman,في
thewell-knownmanabouttown.Itwasanuttocrackformany,whatthesetwocouldseeineachother,
أو
orwhatsubjecttheycouldالعثور
findincommon.Itwasreportedby
أولئك
thosewhoencounteredthemintheirSundaywalks,thattheysaidnothing,lookedsingularlydullandwouldhailwithobviousrelieftheappearanceofaصديق
friend.Forallthat,thetwomen
وضع
putthegreateststorebytheseexcursions,countedthemthechiefjewelofeachأسبوع
week,andnotonlysetasideoccasionsofpleasure,butevenresistedthecallsofbusiness,ذلك
thattheymightenjoythemuninterrupted.Itchancedononeof
هذه
theseramblesthattheirwayledthemdownaby-streetinabusyquarterofLondon.The
الشارع
streetwassmallandwhatiscalledquiet,لكنه
butitdroveathrivingtradeontheweekdays.Theinhabitantswere
جميع
alldoingwell,itseemedandجميع
allemulouslyhopingtodobetterstill,andlayingoutthesurplusoftheirgrainsincoquetry;sothattheshopfrontsstoodalongthatthoroughfare
مع
withanairofinvitation,مثل
likerowsofsmilingsaleswomen.حتى
EvenonSunday,whenitveileditsmorefloridcharmsandlaycomparativelyemptyofpassage,theالشارع
streetshoneoutincontrasttoitsdingyneighbourhood,مثل
likeafireinaforest;and
مع
withitsfreshlypaintedshutters,well-polishedbrasses,andgeneralcleanlinessandgaietyofnote,instantlycaughtandpleasedtheeyeofthepassenger.Twodoorsfromonecorner,ontheleft
اليد
handgoingeastthelinewasbrokenbytheentryofacourt;andjustatthatpointacertainsinisterblockofbuildingthrustforwarditsgableonthe
الشارع
street.Itwastwostoreyshigh;
showed
أي
nowindow,nothingbutaباب
dooronthelowerstoreyandablindforeheadofdiscolouredwallontheupper;و
andboreineveryfeature,themarksofprolongedو
andsordidnegligence.Thedoor,
الذي
whichwasequippedwithneitherbellnorknocker,wasblisteredو
anddistained.Trampsslouchedintotherecessandstruckmatchesonthepanels;
الأطفال
childrenkeptshopuponthesteps;theschoolboyhadtriedhisknifeonthemouldings;
andforcloseonageneration,no
أحد
onehadappearedtodriveawayهؤلاء
theserandomvisitorsortorepairtheirravages.Mr.
Enfieldandthelawyerwereontheother
الجانب
sideoftheby-street;but
عندما
whentheycameabreastoftheentry,theformerlifteduphiscaneandpointed.“Didyoueverremark
هذا
thatdoor?”heasked;
andwhenhiscompanionhadrepliedintheaffirmative,“Itisconnectedinmymind,”addedhe,“withaveryoddstory.”
“Indeed?”
saidMr.Utterson,
مع
withaslightchangeofvoice,“andwhatwasthat?”“Well,itwas
هذا
thisway,”returnedMr.Enfield:“Iwascoming
المنزل
homefromsomeplaceattheنهاية
endoftheworld,aboutthreeo’clockofaالأسود
blackwintermorning,andmywaylayعبر
throughapartoftownحيث
wheretherewasliterallynothingtobeseenbutlamps.الشارع
Streetafterstreetandallthefolksasleep—streetبعد
afterstreet,alllightedupasلو
ifforaprocessionandallasemptyasachurch—tillatlastIgotintothatstateofmindعندما
whenamanlistensandlistensandbeginstolongforthesightofapoliceman.Allatonce,Isawtwofigures:
onealittlemanwhowasstumpingalongeastwardatagoodwalk,andtheothera
فتاة
girlofmaybeeightortenwhowasrunningashardasshewasabledownacrossالشارع
street.Well,sir,thetworanintooneanothernaturallyenoughatthecorner;
andthencamethehorrible
الجزء
partofthething;forthe
الرجل
mantrampledcalmlyoverthechild’sbodyandleftherscreamingontheground.Itsounds
شيء
nothingtohear,butitwashellishtosee.Itwasn’t
مثل
likeaman;itwas
مثل
likesomedamnedJuggernaut.Igaveafewhalloa,tooktomyheels,collaredmygentleman,andbroughthimbacktowheretherewasalreadyquiteagroup
حول
aboutthescreamingchild.Hewasperfectlycoolandmade
أي
noresistance,butgavemeواحدة
onelook,souglythatitbroughtoutthesweatonmelikerunning.Thepeople
الذين
whohadturnedoutwerethegirl’sownعائلة
family;andprettysoon,the
الطبيب
doctor,forwhomshehadbeensentputinhisappearance.Well,the
الطفل
childwasnotmuchtheworse,أكثر
morefrightened,accordingtothesawbones;andthereyoumighthavesupposedwouldbean
نهاية
endtoit.Buttherewasonecuriouscircumstance.
Ihadtakenaloathingtomygentlemanat
الأولى
firstsight.Sohadthechild’s
عائلة
family,whichwasonlynatural.لكن
Butthedoctor’scasewaswhatstruckme.Hewastheusualcutanddryapothecary,of
أي
noparticularageandcolour,مع
withastrongEdinburghaccentandaboutasemotionalasabagpipe.Well,sir,hewas
مثل
liketherestofus;كل
everytimehelookedatmyprisoner,Isawthatsawbonesتتحول
turnsickandwhitewiththedesiretokillhim.Iknewwhatwasinhismind,justasheknewwhatwasinmine;
andkillingbeing
خارج
outofthequestion,wedidthenextأفضل
best.WetoldthemanwecouldandwouldmakesuchascandaloutofthisasshouldmakehisnamestinkfromoneendofLondontotheother.
Ifhehad
أي
anyfriendsoranycredit,weundertookthatheshouldlosethem.Andallthe
الوقت
time,aswewerepitchingitinالحمراء
redhot,wewerekeepingthewomenoffhimasbestwecouldfortheywereaswildasharpies.I
لم
neversawacircleofsuchhatefulfaces;and
هناك
therewasthemaninthemiddle,مع
withakindofblacksneeringcoolness—frightenedtoo,Icouldأرى
seethat—butcarryingitoff,sir,حقا
reallylikeSatan.‘Ifyouchoosetomakecapitaloutof
هذه
thisaccident,’saidhe,‘Iamnaturallyhelpless.لا
Nogentlemanbutwishestoavoidascene,’sayshe.‘Nameyourfigure.’Well,wescrewedhimuptoahundredpoundsforthechild’sfamily;
hewouldhaveclearlylikedtostickout;
لكن
buttherewassomethingabouttheالكثير
lotofusthatmeantmischief,andatlasthestruck.The
التالي
nextthingwastogetthemoney;andwheredoyou
تعتقد
thinkhecarriedusbuttothatالمكان
placewiththedoor?—whippedoutakey,wentin,andpresentlycamebackمع
withthematteroftenpoundsingoldandachequeforthebalanceonCoutts’s,drawnpayabletobearerandsignedمع
withanamethatIcan’tmention,thoughit’sواحد
oneofthepointsofmystory,لكنه
butitwasanameatالأقل
leastverywellknownandoftenprinted.Thefigurewasstiff;
لكن
butthesignaturewasgoodformoreمن
thanthatifitwasonlygenuine.Itookthelibertyofpointingouttomygentlemanthatthewholebusinesslookedapocryphal,andthata
رجل
mandoesnot,inrealالحياة
life,walkintoacellarباب
dooratfourinthemorningandcomeoutمع
withanotherman’schequeforcloseuponahundredpounds.لكنه
Buthewasquiteeasyandsneering.‘Setyourmindatrest,’sayshe,‘Iwillstaywithyoutillthebanksopenandcashthechequemyself.’Soweallsetoff,the
الطبيب
doctor,andthechild’sfather,andourfriendandmyself,andpassedtheبقية
restofthenightinmychambers;and
التالي
nextday,whenwehadbreakfasted,wentinabodytothebank.Igaveinthechequemyself,andsaidIhad
كل
everyreasontobelieveitwasaforgery.Notabitofit.
Thechequewasgenuine.”
“Tut-tut!”
saidMr.Utterson.
“Iseeyou
تشعر
feelasIdo,”saidMr.Enfield.“Yes,it’sa
سيئة
badstory.Formymanwasafellowthatnobodycouldhavetodowith,areallydamnableman;
andthepersonthatdrewthechequeistheverypinkoftheproprieties,celebratedtoo,and
ما
(whatmakesitworse)oneofyourfellowswhodowhattheycallgood.Blackmail,Isuppose;
anhonest
رجل
manpayingthroughthenoseforبعض
someofthecapersofhisyouth.الأسود
BlackMailHouseiswhatIcalltheالمكان
placewiththedoor,inconsequence.Thougheventhat,youknow,isfarfromexplainingall,”headded,andwith
في
thewordsfellintoaveinofmusing.From
هذا
thishewasrecalledbyMr.Uttersonaskingrathersuddenly:“Andyoudon’t
تعرف
knowifthedrawerofthechequelivesthere?”“Alikely
مكان
place,isn’tit?”returnedMr.Enfield.
“ButI
حدث
happentohavenoticedhisaddress;helivesinsomesquare
أو
orother.”“Andyouneverasked
عن
aboutthe—placewiththedoor?”saidMr.Utterson.
“No,sir;
Ihadadelicacy,”wasthereply.
“Ifeelverystronglyaboutputtingquestions;
itpartakestoomuchof
في
thestyleofthedayofjudgment.Youstartaquestion,andit’s
مثل
likestartingastone.You
تجلس
sitquietlyonthetopofahill;andawaythestonegoes,startingothers;
andpresently
بعض
someblandoldbird(thelastyouwouldقد
havethoughtof)isknockedontheالرأس
headinhisownbackgardenandtheالعائلة
familyhavetochangetheirname.لا
Nosir,Imakeitaruleofmine:the
أكثر
moreitlookslikeQueerشارع
Street,thelessIask.”“Avery
جيدة
goodrule,too,”saidthelawyer.“ButIhavestudiedthe
المكان
placeformyself,”continuedMr.Enfield.“Itseemsscarcelya
منزل
house.Thereisnootherdoor,andnobodygoesin
أو
oroutofthatonebut,onceinagreatحين
while,thegentlemanofmyadventure.هناك
Therearethreewindowslookingonthecourtonthefirstfloor;nonebelow;
thewindowsarealwaysshut
لكنها
butthey’reclean.Andthen
هناك
thereisachimneywhichisgenerallysmoking;so
أحدهم
somebodymustlivethere.Andyetit’snotsosure;
forthebuildingsaresopackedtogether
حول
aboutthecourt,thatit’shardtoالقول
saywhereoneendsandآخر
anotherbegins.”Thepairwalkedon
مرة أخرى
againforawhileinsilence;andthen“Enfield,”saidMr.Utterson,“that’sa
جيدة
goodruleofyours.”“Yes,I
أعتقد
thinkitis,”returnedEnfield.“Butfor
كل
allthat,”continuedthelawyer,“there’sواحدة
onepointIwanttoask.I
أريد
wanttoaskthenameofthatالرجل
manwhowalkedoverthechild.”“Well,”saidMr.Enfield,“Ican’t
أرى
seewhatharmitwoulddo.ItwasamanofthenameofHyde.”
“Hm,”saidMr.Utterson.
“What
نوع
sortofamanishetosee?”“Heisnot
السهل
easytodescribe.Thereis
شيء
somethingwrongwithhisappearance;شيء
somethingdispleasing,somethingdown-rightdetestable.IneversawamanIsodisliked,andyetIscarce
أعرف
knowwhy.Hemustbedeformedsomewhere;
hegives
على
astrongfeelingofdeformity,althoughIcouldn’tspecifytheالنقطة
point.He’sanextraordinarylooking
رجل
man,andyetIreallycannamenothingخارج
outoftheway.No,sir;
Icanmakenohandof
ذلك
it;Ican’tdescribehim.
Andit’snotwantofmemory;
forIdeclareIcanseehim
هذه
thismoment.”Mr.
Uttersonagainwalkedsomewayinsilenceandobviously
تحت
underaweightofconsideration.“Youaresureheusedakey?”
heinquiredatlast.
“My
العزيز
dearsir...”beganEnfield,surprisedoutofhimself.
“Yes,Iknow,”saidUtterson;
“I
أعلم
knowitmustseemstrange.Thefact
هي
is,ifIdonotaskyoutheاسم
nameoftheotherparty,itisbecauseIknowitalready.Yousee,Richard,yourtalehasgone
المنزل
home.Ifyouhavebeeninexactin
أي
anypointyouhadbettercorrectit.”“Ithinkyoumighthavewarnedme,”returnedtheother
مع
withatouchofsullenness.“ButIhavebeenpedanticallyexact,asyoucallit.
Thefellowhadakey;
andwhat’smore,hehasit
لا يزال
still.Isawhimuseitnota
أسبوع
weekago.”Mr.
Uttersonsigheddeeply
لكنه
butsaidneveraword;and
في
theyoungmanpresentlyresumed.“Hereis
آخر
anotherlessontosaynothing,”saidhe.“Iamashamedofmy
الطويل
longtongue.Letusmake
على
abargainnevertorefertoهذا
thisagain.”“Withallmyheart,”saidthelawyer.
SEARCHFORMR.HYDE
ThateveningMr.Uttersoncamehometohisbachelorhouseinsombrespiritsandsatdownto
العشاء
dinnerwithoutrelish.ItwashiscustomofaSunday,
عندما
whenthismealwasover,tositclosebythefire,avolumeofبعض
somedrydivinityonhisreadingdesk,حتى
untiltheclockoftheneighbouringchurchrangoutthehouroftwelve,عندما
whenhewouldgosoberlyandgratefullytoالفراش
bed.Onthisnighthowever,assoonastheclothwastakenaway,hetookupacandleandwentintohis
التجارية
businessroom.Thereheopenedhissafe,tookfromthe
الأكثر
mostprivatepartofitadocumentendorsedontheenvelopeasDr.Jekyll’sWillandsatdownمع
withacloudedbrowtostudyitscontents.Thewillwasholograph,forMr.Uttersonthoughhetookchargeofit
الآن
nowthatitwasmade,hadrefusedtolendtheleastassistanceinthemakingofit;itprovidednot
فقط
onlythat,incaseofthedeceaseofHenryJekyll,M.D.,D.C.L.,L.L.D.,F.R.S.,etc.,جميع
allhispossessionsweretopassintothehandsofhis“friendandbenefactorEdwardHyde,”butthatinحالة
caseofDr.Jekyll’s“disappearanceأو
orunexplainedabsenceforanyperiodexceedingثلاثة
threecalendarmonths,”thesaidEdwardHydeshouldstepintothesaidHenryJekyll’sshoesدون
withoutfurtherdelayandfreefromأي
anyburthenorobligationbeyondthepaymentofعلى
afewsmallsumstothemembersofthedoctor’shousehold.هذه
Thisdocumenthadlongbeenthelawyer’seyesore.Itoffendedhimbothasalawyerandasaloverofthesaneandcustomarysidesoflife,towhomthefancifulwastheimmodest.
AndhithertoitwashisignoranceofMr.Hydethathadswelledhisindignation;
now,byasuddenturn,itwashisknowledge.
Itwasalreadybad
فيه الكفاية
enoughwhenthenamewasbutanameofwhichhecouldتعلم
learnnomore.Itwasworse
عندما
whenitbegantobeclotheduponwithdetestableattributes;andoutoftheshifting,insubstantialmiststhathadso
طويلة
longbaffledhiseye,thereleapedupthesudden,definitepresentmentofafiend.“Ithoughtitwasmadness,”hesaid,ashereplacedtheobnoxiouspaperinthesafe,“andnowIbegintofearitisdisgrace.”
With
ذلك
thatheblewouthiscandle,putonagreatcoat,andsetforthinthedirectionofCavendishSquare,ذلك
thatcitadelofmedicine,wherehisfriend,thegreatDr.Lanyon,hadhishouseandreceivedhiscrowdingpatients.“If
أحد
anyoneknows,itwillbeLanyon,”hehadthought.Thesolemnbutlerknew
و
andwelcomedhim;