STORYOFTHEDOOR
Mr.
Uttersonthelawyerwasa
muž
manofaruggedcountenancekterá
thatwasneverlightedbyasmile;cold,scanty
a
andembarrassedindiscourse;backwardinsentiment;
lean,long,dusty,dreary
a
andyetsomehowlovable.Atfriendlymeetings,
a
andwhenthewinewastohistaste,něco
somethingeminentlyhumanbeaconedfromhiseye;něco
somethingindeedwhichneverfounditscestu
wayintohistalk,butkteré
whichspokenotonlyintěchto
thesesilentsymbolsoftheafter-dinnerobličej
face,butmoreoftenandloudlyintheactsofhislife.Hewasausterewithhimself;
drankgin
když
whenhewasalone,tomortifyatasteforvintages;a
andthoughheenjoyedthetheatre,hadnotcrossedthedoorsofjednoho
onefortwentyyears.Buthehadanapprovedtoleranceforothers;
někdy
sometimeswondering,almostwithenvy,atthehighpressureofspiritsinvolvedintheirmisdeeds;a
andinanyextremityinclinedtohelprathernež
thantoreprove.“IinclinetoCain’sheresy,”heusedtosayquaintly:
“Iletmybrother
jít
gotothedevilinhisownway.”In
této
thischaracter,itwasfrequentlyhisfortunetobetheposlední
lastreputableacquaintanceandtheposlední
lastgoodinfluenceinthelivesofdowngoingmen.A
Andtosuchasthese,sodlouho
longastheycameabouthischambers,henikdy
nevermarkedashadeofchangeinhisdemeanour.NodoubtthefeatwaseasytoMr.Utterson;
forhewasundemonstrativeatthebest,
a
andevenhisfriendshipseemedtobefoundedinasimilarcatholicityofgood-nature.Itisthemarkofamodestmantoaccepthisfriendlycircleready-madefromthehandsofopportunity;
a
andthatwasthelawyer’szpůsob
way.Hisfriendswerethoseofhis
vlastní
ownbloodorthosewhomhehadknownthelongest;hisaffections,
jako
likeivy,werethegrowthofčasu
time,theyimpliednoaptnessintheobject.Hence,nodoubtthebond
která
thatunitedhimtoMr.RichardEnfield,hisdistantkinsman,thewell-knownmanaboutměstě
town.Itwasanuttocrackfor
mnoho
many,whatthesetwocouldvidět
seeineachother,orwhatsubjecttheycouldnajít
findincommon.Itwasreportedbythose
kteří
whoencounteredthemintheirSundaywalks,že
thattheysaidnothing,lookedsingularlydulla
andwouldhailwithobviousreliefna
theappearanceofafriend.Forallthat,thetwomenputthegreateststoreby
tyto
theseexcursions,countedthemthechiefjewelofeachtýdne
week,andnotonlysetasideoccasionsofpleasure,ale
butevenresistedthecallsofbusiness,thattheymightenjoythemuninterrupted.Itchancedon
jedné
oneoftheseramblesthattheircesta
wayledthemdownaby-streetinabusyquarterofLondon.Thestreetwas
malá
smallandwhatiscalledquiet,ale
butitdroveathrivingtradeontheweekdays.Theinhabitantswere
všichni
alldoingwell,itseemeda
andallemulouslyhopingtodělat
dobetterstill,andlayingoutthesurplusoftheirgrainsincoquetry;so
že
thattheshopfrontsstoodpodél
alongthatthoroughfarewithanairofinvitation,jako
likerowsofsmilingsaleswomen.EvenonSunday,
když
whenitveileditsmorefloridcharmsa
andlaycomparativelyemptyofpassage,thestreetshoneoutincontrasttoitsdingyneighbourhood,jako
likeafireinaforest;a
andwithitsfreshlypaintedshutters,well-polishedbrasses,a
andgeneralcleanlinessandgaietyofnote,instantlycaughta
andpleasedtheeyeofthepassenger.Dvě
Twodoorsfromonecorner,ontheleftstraně
handgoingeastthelinewasbrokenbytheentryofacourt;a
andjustatthatpointacertainsinisterblockofbuildingthrustforwarditsgableontheulici
street.Itwastwostoreys
vysoké
high;showednowindow,nothingbuta
dveří
dooronthelowerstoreya
andablindforeheadofdiscolouredwallontheupper;a
andboreineveryfeature,themarksofprolongeda
andsordidnegligence.Thedoor,
které
whichwasequippedwithneitherbellnorknocker,wasblistereda
anddistained.Trampsslouchedintotherecess
a
andstruckmatchesonthepanels;děti
childrenkeptshopuponthesteps;theschoolboyhadtriedhisknifeonthemouldings;
a
andforcloseonageneration,noonehadappearedtodriveawaytyto
theserandomvisitorsortorepairtheirravages.Mr.
Enfield
a
andthelawyerwereontheothersideoftheby-street;ale
butwhentheycameabreastoftheentry,theformerlifteduphiscanea
andpointed.“Didyoueverremarkthatdoor?”
heasked;
a
andwhenhiscompanionhadrepliedintheaffirmative,“Itisconnectedinmymind,”addedhe,“withavelmi
veryoddstory.”“Indeed?”
saidMr.Utterson,
s
withaslightchangeofvoice,“andwhatwasthat?”“Well,itwasthisway,”returnedMr.Enfield:
“Iwascoming
domů
homefromsomeplaceatthekonci
endoftheworld,abouttři
threeo’clockofablackwintermorning,a
andmywaylaythroughačást
partoftownwheretherewasliterallynic
nothingtobeseenbutlamps.Street
po
afterstreetandallthefolksasleep—streetpo
afterstreet,alllightedupasifforaprocessiona
andallasemptyasachurch—tillatlastIgotintothatstateofmysli
mindwhenamanlistensa
andlistensandbeginstolongforthesightofapoliceman.Allatonce,Isaw
dvě
twofigures:onealittle
muž
manwhowasstumpingalongeastwardatagoodwalk,a
andtheotheragirlofmaybeeightnebo
ortenwhowasrunningashardasshewasabledownacrossstreet.No
Well,sir,thetworanintooneanothernaturallydost
enoughatthecorner;andthencamethehorrible
část
partofthething;forthe
muž
mantrampledcalmlyoverthechild’stěle
bodyandleftherscreamingontheground.Itsounds
nic
nothingtohear,butitwashellishtovidět
see.Itwasn’tlikea
muže
man;itwaslikesomedamnedJuggernaut.
Igavea
pár
fewhalloa,tooktomyheels,collaredmygentleman,a
andbroughthimbacktokde
wheretherewasalreadyquiteagroupo
aboutthescreamingchild.Hewasperfectly
pohodě
coolandmadenoresistance,ale
butgavemeonelook,souglyže
thatitbroughtoutthesweatonmejako
likerunning.Thepeoplewhohadturnedoutwerethegirl’s
vlastní
ownfamily;andprettysoon,the
doktor
doctor,forwhomshehadbeensentputinhisappearance.No
Well,thechildwasnotmoc
muchtheworse,morefrightened,accordingtothesawbones;a
andthereyoumighthavesupposedwouldbeanendtoto
it.Buttherewasonecuriouscircumstance.
Ihadtakenaloathingtomygentlemanat
první
firstsight.Sohadthechild’s
rodina
family,whichwasonlynatural.Ale
Butthedoctor’scasewaswhatstruckmě
me.Hewastheusualcut
a
anddryapothecary,ofnoparticularagea
andcolour,withastrongEdinburghaccenta
andaboutasemotionalasabagpipe.No
Well,sir,hewasliketherestofus;everytimehelookedatmyprisoner,Isaw
že
thatsawbonesturnsickandwhitewiththedesiretozabít
killhim.Iknewwhatwasinhis
mysli
mind,justasheknewwhatwasinmine;a
andkillingbeingoutofthequestion,wedidthenextnejlepší
best.Wetoldthemanwecould
a
andwouldmakesuchascandaloutofthisasshouldmakehisjméno
namestinkfromoneendofLondontotheother.Pokud
Ifhehadanyfriendsnebo
oranycredit,weundertookže
thatheshouldlosethem.A
Andallthetime,aswewerepitchingitinredhot,wewerekeepingthewomenoffhimasbestwecouldfortheywereaswildasharpies.I
nikdy
neversawacircleofsuchhatefulfaces;a
andtherewasthemaninthemiddle,s
withakindofblacksneeringcoolness—frightenedtaky
too,Icouldseethat—butcarryingitoff,pane
sir,reallylikeSatan.‘Ifyouchooseto
udělat
makecapitaloutofthisaccident,’saidhe,‘Iamnaturallyhelpless.Žádný
Nogentlemanbutwishestoavoidascene,’sayshe.‘Nameyourfigure.’
No
Well,wescrewedhimuptoahundredpoundsforthechild’sfamily;hewouldhaveclearlylikedtostickout;
ale
buttherewassomethingaboutthelotofusthatmeantmischief,a
andatlasthestruck.The
další
nextthingwastogetthepeníze
money;andwheredoyouthinkhecarriedus
ale
buttothatplacewiththedoor?—whippedoutakey,wentin,a
andpresentlycamebackwiththeotázkou
matteroftenpoundsingolda
andachequeforthebalanceonCoutts’s,drawnpayabletobearera
andsignedwithanamethatIcan’tmention,i když
thoughit’soneofthepointsofmystory,ale
butitwasanameatalespoň
leastverywellknownandoftenprinted.Thefigurewasstiff;
ale
butthesignaturewasgoodforvíc
morethanthatifitwasjen
onlygenuine.Itookthelibertyofpointingouttomygentleman
že
thatthewholebusinesslookedapocryphal,a
andthatamandoesnot,inreallife,walkintoacellardveří
dooratfourintheráno
morningandcomeoutwithjiného
anotherman’schequeforcloseuponahundredpounds.Ale
Buthewasquiteeasya
andsneering.‘Setyourmindatrest,’sayshe,‘Iwillstaywithyoutillthebanksopen
a
andcashthechequemyself.’Sowevšichni
allsetoff,thedoctor,a
andthechild’sfather,andourpřítel
friendandmyself,andpassedthezbytek
restofthenightinmychambers;a
andnextday,whenwehadbreakfasted,wentinatěle
bodytothebank.Igaveinthechequemyself,
a
andsaidIhadeveryreasontověřit
believeitwasaforgery.Notabitofit.
Thechequewasgenuine.”
“Tut-tut!”
saidMr.Utterson.
“IseeyoufeelasIdo,”saidMr.Enfield.
“Yes,it’sabad
příběh
story.Formymanwasafellowthat
nikdo
nobodycouldhavetodowith,aopravdu
reallydamnableman;andthe
osoba
personthatdrewthechequeisthevelmi
verypinkoftheproprieties,celebratedtoo,a
and(whatmakesitworse)jeden
oneofyourfellowswhodowhattheycallgood.Blackmail,Isuppose;
anhonest
muž
manpayingthroughthenoseforněkteré
someofthecapersofhisyouth.Černá
BlackMailHouseiswhatIcallthemísto
placewiththedoor,inconsequence.Ačkoli
Thougheventhat,youknow,isdaleko
farfromexplainingall,”headded,a
andwiththewordsfellintoaveinofmusing.FromthishewasrecalledbyMr.Uttersonaskingrathersuddenly:
“Andyoudon’tknowifthedrawerofthechequelivesthere?”
“Alikely
místo
place,isn’tit?”returnedMr.Enfield.
“ButI
náhodou
happentohavenoticedhisaddress;helivesinsomesquareorother.”
“Andyou
nikdy
neveraskedaboutthe—placewithna
thedoor?”saidMr.Utterson.
“No,
pane
sir;Ihadadelicacy,”wasthereply.
“Ifeel
velmi
verystronglyaboutputtingquestions;itpartakes
příliš
toomuchofthestyleofna
thedayofjudgment.You
začít
startaquestion,andit’sjako
likestartingastone.Yousitquietlyonthe
vrcholu
topofahill;andawaythestonegoes,startingothers;
a
andpresentlysomeblandoldbird(thelastyouwouldhavethoughtof)isknockedontheheadinhisvlastní
ownbackgardenandtherodina
familyhavetochangetheirjméno
name.Nosir,Imakeitaruleof
moje
mine:themoreitlooks
jako
likeQueerStreet,thelessIask.”“A
velmi
verygoodrule,too,”saidthelawyer.“ButIhavestudiedthe
místo
placeformyself,”continuedMr.Enfield.“Itseemsscarcelya
dům
house.Thereisnoother
dveře
door,andnobodygoesinoroutofthatonebut,jednou
onceinagreatwhile,thegentlemanofmyadventure.Thereare
tři
threewindowslookingonthecourtonthefirstfloor;nonebelow;
thewindowsare
vždycky
alwaysshutbutthey’reclean.A
Andthenthereisachimneykterý
whichisgenerallysmoking;so
někdo
somebodymustlivethere.And
přesto
yetit’snotsosure;forthebuildingsaresopackedtogetheraboutthecourt,
že
thatit’shardtosaykde
whereoneendsandanotherbegins.”Thepairwalkedon
znovu
againforawhileinsilence;a
andthen“Enfield,”saidMr.Utterson,“that’sadobré
goodruleofyours.”“Yes,Ithinkitis,”returnedEnfield.
“Butforallthat,”continuedthelawyer,“there’s
jedna
onepointIwanttozeptat
ask.Iwanttoaskthe
jméno
nameofthatmanwhowalkedoverthechild.”“Well,”saidMr.Enfield,“Ican’tseewhatharmitwoulddo.
Itwasa
muž
manofthenameofHyde.”“Hm,”saidMr.Utterson.
“Whatsortofa
muž
manishetosee?”“Heisnot
snadné
easytodescribe.Thereis
něco
somethingwrongwithhisappearance;něco
somethingdispleasing,somethingdown-rightdetestable.I
nikdy
neversawamanIsodisliked,a
andyetIscarceknowproč
why.Hemustbedeformedsomewhere;
hegivesastrongfeelingofdeformity,althoughIcouldn’tspecifythe
bod
point.He’sanextraordinarylooking
muž
man,andyetIreallycannamenic
nothingoutoftheway.No,
pane
sir;Icanmakenohandofit;
Ican’tdescribe
ho
him.Andit’snotwantofmemory;
forIdeclareIcan
vidět
seehimthismoment.”Mr.
Utterson
opět
againwalkedsomewayinsilencea
andobviouslyunderaweightofconsideration.“Youaresureheusedakey?”
heinquiredatlast.
“My
drahý
dearsir...”beganEnfield,surprisedoutofhimself.
“Yes,Iknow,”saidUtterson;
“I
vím
knowitmustseemstrange.Na
Thefactis,ifIdonotaskyouna
thenameoftheotherparty,itisbecauseIknowituž
already.Yousee,Richard,yourtalehasgone
domů
home.Ifyouhavebeeninexactinany
bodě
pointyouhadbettercorrectit.”“Ithinkyoumighthavewarnedme,”returnedtheother
s
withatouchofsullenness.“ButIhavebeenpedanticallyexact,asyoucall
to
it.Thefellowhadakey;
a
andwhat’smore,hehasitpořád
still.Isawhimuseitnotaweekago.”
Mr.
Uttersonsigheddeeply
ale
butsaidneveraword;a
andtheyoungmanpresentlyresumed.“Hereis
další
anotherlessontosaynothing,”saidhe.“Iamashamedofmylongtongue.
Letusmakeabargain
nikdy
nevertorefertothisagain.”“Withallmyheart,”saidthelawyer.
SEARCHFORMR.HYDE
ThateveningMr.Uttersoncame
domů
hometohisbachelorhouseinsombrespiritsa
andsatdowntodinnerbez
withoutrelish.ItwashiscustomofaSunday,
když
whenthismealwasover,tosedět
sitclosebythefire,avolumeofnějaké
somedrydivinityonhisreadingdesk,dokud
untiltheclockoftheneighbouringchurchrangoutthehodinu
houroftwelve,whenhewouldjít
gosoberlyandgratefullytopostele
bed.Onthisnighthowever,assoonastheclothwastakenaway,hetookupacandle
a
andwentintohisbusinessmístnosti
room.Thereheopenedhissafe,tookfromthe
nejvíce
mostprivatepartofitadocumentendorsedontheenvelopeasDr.Jekyll’sWilla
andsatdownwithacloudedbrowtostudyitscontents.Thewillwasholograph,forMr.Utterson
ačkoli
thoughhetookchargeofitnowthatitwasmade,hadrefusedtolendtheleastassistanceinthemakingofit;itprovidednotonly
že
that,incaseofthedeceaseofHenryJekyll,M.D.,D.C.L.,L.L.D.,F.R.S.,etc.,všechny
allhispossessionsweretopassintothehandsofhis“frienda
andbenefactorEdwardHyde,”butže
thatincaseofDr.Jekyll’s“disappearancenebo
orunexplainedabsenceforanyperiodexceedingtři
threecalendarmonths,”thesaidEdwardHydeshouldstepintothesaidHenryJekyll’sshoesbez
withoutfurtherdelayandfreefromanyburthennebo
orobligationbeyondthepaymentofafewsmallsumstothemembersofthedoctor’shousehold.Tento
Thisdocumenthadlongbeenthelawyer’seyesore.Itoffendedhimbothasalawyer
a
andasaloverofthesanea
andcustomarysidesoflife,towhomthefancifulwastheimmodest.A
AndhithertoitwashisignoranceofMr.Hydekterá
thathadswelledhisindignation;teď
now,byasuddenturn,itwashisknowledge.Itwas
už
alreadybadenoughwhenthejméno
namewasbutanameofwhichhecoulddozvědět
learnnomore.Itwasworse
když
whenitbegantobeclotheduponwithdetestableattributes;a
andoutoftheshifting,insubstantialmistskterá
thathadsolongbaffledhiseye,tam
thereleapedupthesudden,definitepresentmentofafiend.“Ithoughtitwasmadness,”hesaid,ashereplacedtheobnoxiouspaperinthesafe,“and
teď
nowIbegintofearitisdisgrace.”Withthatheblewouthiscandle,putonagreatcoat,
a
andsetforthinthedirectionofCavendishSquare,thatcitadelofmedicine,kde
wherehisfriend,thegreatDr.Lanyon,hadhisdům
houseandreceivedhiscrowdingpatients.“If
někdo
anyoneknows,itwillbeLanyon,”hehadthought.Thesolemnbutlerknew
a
andwelcomedhim;