STORYOFTHEDOOR
Mr.
Uttersonthe
asianajaja
lawyerwasamanofaruggedcountenancethatwaskoskaan
neverlightedbyasmile;kylmä
cold,scantyandembarrassedindiscourse;backwardinsentiment;
lean,
pitkä
long,dusty,drearyandyetjotenkin
somehowlovable.Atfriendlymeetings,
ja
andwhenthewinewastohistaste,jotain
somethingeminentlyhumanbeaconedfromhiseye;jotain
somethingindeedwhichneverfounditswayintohispuhunut
talk,butwhichspokenotvain
onlyinthesesilentsymbolsoftheafter-dinnerface,mutta
butmoreoftenandloudlyintheactsofhislife.Hewasausterewithhimself;
joi
drankginwhenhewasyksin
alone,tomortifyatasteforvintages;andthoughheenjoyedthetheatre,
ollut
hadnotcrossedthedoorsofonefortwentyyears.Mutta
Buthehadanapprovedtoleranceforothers;toisinaan
sometimeswondering,almostwithenvy,atthehighpressureofspiritsinvolvedintheirmisdeeds;ja
andinanyextremityinclinedtoauttamaan
helpratherthantoreprove.“IinclinetoCain’sheresy,”heusedto
sanoi
sayquaintly:“Iletmybrother
mennä
gotothedevilinhisownway.”Inthischaracter,itwas
usein
frequentlyhisfortunetobethelastreputabletuttava
acquaintanceandthelastgoodvaikutus
influenceinthelivesofdowngoingmen.Andtosuchasthese,so
kauan
longastheycameabouthischambers,hekoskaan
nevermarkedashadeofchangeinhisdemeanour.No
epäilemättä
doubtthefeatwaseasytoMr.Utterson;forhewasundemonstrativeatthebest,and
jopa
evenhisfriendshipseemedtobefoundedinasimilarcatholicityofgood-nature.Itisthemarkofamodest
miehen
mantoaccepthisfriendlycircleready-madefromthehandsofopportunity;andthatwasthelawyer’s
tapa
way.Hisfriendswerethoseofhisownblood
tai
orthosewhomhehadknownthelongest;hisaffections,likeivy,werethegrowthof
ajan
time,theyimpliednoaptnessintheobject.Hence,no
epäilemättä
doubtthebondthatunitedhimtoMr.RichardEnfield,hisdistantkinsman,thewell-knownmiehen
manabouttown.Itwasanuttocrackformany,what
nämä
thesetwocouldseeineachother,tai
orwhatsubjecttheycouldlöysivät
findincommon.Itwasreportedbythose
jotka
whoencounteredthemintheirSundaywalks,että
thattheysaidnothing,lookedsingularlydullandwouldhailwithobviousrelieftheappearanceofafriend.Forallthat,the
kaksi
twomenputthegreateststorebytheseexcursions,countedthemthechiefjewelofeachweek,andnotvain
onlysetasideoccasionsofpleasure,mutta
butevenresistedthecallsofbusiness,thattheyvoisivat
mightenjoythemuninterrupted.Itchancedononeoftheserambles
että
thattheirwayledthemdownaby-streetinabusyquarterofLondon.Thestreetwas
pieni
smallandwhatiscalledhiljainen
quiet,butitdroveathrivingtradeontheweekdays.Theinhabitantswere
kaikki
alldoingwell,itseemedandkaikki
allemulouslyhopingtodobetterstill,andlayingoutthesurplusoftheirgrainsincoquetry;sothattheshopfronts
seisoi
stoodalongthatthoroughfarewithanairofinvitation,kuin
likerowsofsmilingsaleswomen.Jopa
EvenonSunday,whenitveileditsmorefloridcharmsandlaycomparativelyemptyofpassage,thekatu
streetshoneoutincontrasttoitsdingyneighbourhood,kuin
likeafireinaforest;andwithitsfreshlypaintedshutters,well-polishedbrasses,andgeneralcleanlinessandgaietyofnote,instantlycaughtandpleasedtheeyeofthepassenger.
Kaksi
Twodoorsfromonecorner,ontheleftkädellä
handgoingeastthelinewasbrokenbytheentryofacourt;and
juuri
justatthatpointacertainsinisterblockofbuildingthrusteteenpäin
forwarditsgableonthestreet.Itwas
kaksi
twostoreyshigh;showednowindow,
mitään
nothingbutadooronthelowerstoreyandablindforeheadofdiscolouredseinä
wallontheupper;andboreineveryfeature,themarksofprolongedandsordid
laiminlyönnistä
negligence.Thedoor,whichwasequippedwithneitherbell
eikä
norknocker,wasblisteredanddistained.Trampsslouchedintotherecess
ja
andstruckmatchesonthepanels;lapset
childrenkeptshopuponthesteps;theschoolboy
oli
hadtriedhisknifeonthemouldings;andforcloseona
sukupolven
generation,noonehadappearedtodrivepois
awaytheserandomvisitorsortokorjannut
repairtheirravages.Mr.
Enfieldandthe
asianajaja
lawyerwereontheotherpuolella
sideoftheby-street;but
kun
whentheycameabreastoftheentry,theformernosti
lifteduphiscaneandpointed.“Didyoueverremarkthatdoor?”
he
kysyi
asked;andwhenhiscompanion
oli
hadrepliedintheaffirmative,“Itisconnectedinmymind,”lisäsi
addedhe,“withaveryoddstory.”“Indeed?”
sanoi
saidMr.Utterson,withahieman
slightchangeofvoice,“andwhatwasthat?”“Well,itwasthisway,”returnedMr.Enfield:
“Iwascoming
kotiin
homefromsomeplaceattheendofthemaailman
world,aboutthreeo’clockofa
ablackwintermorning,andmywaylayläpi
throughapartoftownjossa
wheretherewasliterallynothingtobeseenbutlamps.Kadun
Streetafterstreetandallthefolksasleep—streetjälkeen
afterstreet,alllightedupasifforaprocessionandkaikki
allasemptyasachurch—tillatlastIgotintothatstateofmindwhenamies
manlistensandlistensandalkaa
beginstolongforthesightofapoliceman.Allatonce,I
näin
sawtwofigures:onea
pieni
littlemanwhowasstumpingpitkin
alongeastwardatagoodwalk,andtheotheratyttö
girlofmaybeeightortenjoka
whowasrunningashardasshewasabledownacrossstreet.No
Well,sir,thetworanintooneanotherluonnollisesti
naturallyenoughatthecorner;andthen
tuli
camethehorriblepartofthething;forthe
mies
mantrampledcalmlyoverthechild’sruumiin
bodyandleftherscreamingonthemaahan
ground.Itsoundsnothingtohear,
mutta
butitwashellishtonähdä
see.Itwasn’tlikea
mies
man;itwaslikesomedamnedJuggernaut.
Igavea
muutaman
fewhalloa,tooktomyheels,collaredmygentleman,ja
andbroughthimbacktojossa
wheretherewasalreadyquitearyhmä
groupaboutthescreamingchild.Hewas
täysin
perfectlycoolandmadenoresistance,mutta
butgavemeonelook,soruma
uglythatitbroughtoutthehikeä
sweatonmelikerunning.The
ihmiset
peoplewhohadturnedoutwerethegirl’sownfamily;ja
andprettysoon,thedoctor,forwhomsheoli
hadbeensentputinhisappearance.No
Well,thechildwasnotpaljon
muchtheworse,morefrightened,mukaan
accordingtothesawbones;and
siellä
thereyoumighthavesupposedwouldbeanendtosen
it.Buttherewasonecuriouscircumstance.
I
olin
hadtakenaloathingtomygentlemanatfirstsight.So
oli
hadthechild’sfamily,whichwasonlynatural.Mutta
Butthedoctor’scasewaswhatiski
struckme.Hewastheusualcutanddryapothecary,ofnoparticularageandcolour,witha
vahva
strongEdinburghaccentandaboutasemotionalasabagpipe.Well,sir,hewas
kuin
liketherestofus;joka
everytimehelookedatmyprisoner,Ikatsoi
sawthatsawbonesturnsickja
andwhitewiththedesiretotappaa
killhim.Iknewwhatwasinhismind,justasheknewwhatwasinmine;
and
tappaminen
killingbeingoutofthequestion,weteimme
didthenextbest.We
sanoimme
toldthemanwecouldandwouldteemme
makesuchascandaloutoftästä
thisasshouldmakehisnamehaisee
stinkfromoneendofLondontotheother.Jos
Ifhehadanyfriendstai
oranycredit,weundertookettä
thatheshouldlosethem.Ja
Andallthetime,aswewerepitchingitinredhot,wewerepidimme
keepingthewomenoffhimasbestwecouldfortheywereaswildasharpies.I
koskaan
neversawacircleofsuchhatefulfaces;and
siellä
therewasthemaninthekeskellä
middle,withakindofmusta
blacksneeringcoolness—frightenedtoo,Ivoisin
couldseethat—butcarryingitpois
off,sir,reallylikeSatan.‘Ifyouchooseto
tehdä
makecapitaloutofthisaccident,’sanoi
saidhe,‘Iamnaturallyhelpless.Ei
Nogentlemanbutwishestovälttää
avoidascene,’sayshe.‘Nameyourfigure.’
No
Well,wescrewedhimuptoahundredpoundsforthechild’sfamily;hewould
olisi
haveclearlylikedtostickout;mutta
buttherewassomethingaboutthelotofusthattarkoitti
meantmischief,andatlastheiski
struck.Thenextthingwasto
hankkia
getthemoney;andwheredoyouthinkhecarriedus
mutta
buttothatplacewiththedoor?—whippedoutaavaimen
key,wentin,andpresentlycametakaisin
backwiththematterofkymmenen
tenpoundsingoldandasekin
chequeforthebalanceonCoutts’s,drawnpayabletobearerandallekirjoitettu
signedwithanamethatIcan’tmainita
mention,thoughit’soneofthepointsofmystory,mutta
butitwasanameatainakin
leastverywellknownandusein
oftenprinted.Thefigurewas
jäykkä
stiff;butthesignaturewas
hyvä
goodformorethanthatjos
ifitwasonlygenuine.I
otin
tookthelibertyofpointingulos
outtomygentlemanthatthewholebusinessnäytti
lookedapocryphal,andthatamiehen
mandoesnot,inreallife,walkintoacellardooratfourintheaamulla
morningandcomeoutwithtoisen
anotherman’schequeforcloseuponasata
hundredpounds.Buthewas
melko
quiteeasyandsneering.‘Setyourmindatrest,’
sanoi
sayshe,‘Iwillstaywithyoutillthebanksopenandcashthesekin
chequemyself.’Soweallsetoff,thelääkäri
doctor,andthechild’sfather,andourystävä
friendandmyself,andpassedtherestoftheyön
nightinmychambers;andnextday,
kun
whenwehadbreakfasted,wentinabodytothebank.I
annoin
gaveinthechequemyself,ja
andsaidIhadeveryreasontouskoa
believeitwasaforgery.Notabitofit.
The
sekki
chequewasgenuine.”“Tut-tut!”
saidMr.Utterson.
“Iseeyou
tunnette
feelasIdo,”saidMr.Enfield.“Yes,it’sa
huono
badstory.Formymanwasafellowthat
kukaan
nobodycouldhavetodokanssa
with,areallydamnableman;andthe
henkilö
personthatdrewthechequeisthehyvin
verypinkoftheproprieties,celebratedmyös
too,and(whatmakesitworse)yksi
oneofyourfellowswhodowhattheycallgood.Kiristystä
Blackmail,Isuppose;anhonest
mies
manpayingthroughthenoseforsomeofthecapersofhisyouth.Musta
BlackMailHouseiswhatIcallthepaikka
placewiththedoor,inconsequence.Thougheventhat,you
tiedät
know,isfarfromexplainingall,”helisäsi
added,andwiththewordsfellintoaveinofmusing.From
tästä
thishewasrecalledbyMr.Uttersonkysyi
askingrathersuddenly:“Andyoudon’t
tiedä
knowifthedrawerofthesekin
chequelivesthere?”“Alikely
paikka
place,isn’tit?”returnedMr.Enfield.
“ButIhappento
olen
havenoticedhisaddress;helivesinsomesquareorother.”
“Andyou
koskaan
neveraskedaboutthe—placewiththedoor?”sanoi
saidMr.Utterson.“No,sir;
I
oli
hadadelicacy,”wasthevastaus
reply.“Ifeelverystronglyaboutputtingquestions;
itpartakestoomuchofthestyleofthedayofjudgment.
Youstartaquestion,
ja
andit’slikestartingakiven
stone.Yousitquietlyonthetopofahill;
ja
andawaythestonegoes,aloittaen
startingothers;andpresentlysomebland
vanha
oldbird(thelastyouwouldolisit
havethoughtof)isknockedonthepäähän
headinhisownbackgardenandtheperhe
familyhavetochangetheirname.Ei
Nosir,Imakeitaruleofmine:the
enemmän
moreitlookslikeQueerStreet,thevähemmän
lessIask.”“Avery
hyvä
goodrule,too,”saidtheasianajaja
lawyer.“ButIhavestudiedtheplaceformyself,”
jatkoi
continuedMr.Enfield.“Itseemsscarcelyahouse.
Thereisnootherdoor,and
kukaan
nobodygoesinoroutofthatonebut,onceinagreatwhile,theherrasmies
gentlemanofmyadventure.Thereare
kolme
threewindowslookingontheoikeuteen
courtonthefirstfloor;none
alla
below;thewindowsarealways
kiinni
shutbutthey’reclean.Andthenthereisa
savupiippu
chimneywhichisgenerallysmoking;so
jonkun
somebodymustlivethere.And
silti
yetit’snotsosure;forthebuildingsaresopackedtogetheraboutthecourt,
että
thatit’shardtosaymissä
whereoneendsandanotherbegins.”Thepair
käveli
walkedonagainforawhileinsilence;andthen“Enfield,”
sanoi
saidMr.Utterson,“that’sahyvä
goodruleofyours.”“Yes,Ithinkitis,”returnedEnfield.
“Butforallthat,”
jatkoi
continuedthelawyer,“there’sonepointIhaluan
wanttoask.Iwantto
kysyä
askthenameofthatmiehen
manwhowalkedoverthechild.”“Well,”
sanoi
saidMr.Enfield,“Ican’tnäe
seewhatharmitwouldtekisi
do.ItwasamanofthenameofHyde.”
“Hm,”
sanoi
saidMr.Utterson.“Whatsortofa
mies
manishetosee?”“Heisnot
helppo
easytodescribe.Thereis
jotain
somethingwrongwithhisappearance;jotain
somethingdispleasing,somethingdown-rightdetestable.I
koskaan
neversawamanIsodisliked,andyetIscarcetiedä
knowwhy.Hemustbedeformedsomewhere;
he
antaa
givesastrongfeelingofdeformity,althoughIcouldn’tspecifythepoint.He’sanextraordinarylooking
mies
man,andyetIreallyvoi
cannamenothingoutoftheway.No,
sir
sir;Icanmakenohandofit;
Ican’t
kuvailla
describehim.Andit’snotwantofmemory;
forI
julistan
declareIcanseehimthismoment.”Mr.
Utterson
taas
againwalkedsomewayinsilenceandobviouslyunderaweightofconsideration.“Youare
varma
sureheusedakey?”heinquiredatlast.
“My
rakas
dearsir...”beganEnfield,surprisedoutofhimself.
“Yes,Iknow,”
sanoi
saidUtterson;“Iknowit
täytyy
mustseemstrange.Thefact
on
is,ifIdonotkysy
askyouthenameoftheotherparty,itisbecauseItiedän
knowitalready.Yousee,Richard,yourtale
on
hasgonehome.Ifyou
on
havebeeninexactinanypointyouhadparempi
bettercorrectit.”“Ithinkyoumight
olisit
havewarnedme,”returnedtheotherwithatouchofsullenness.“ButIhavebeenpedanticallyexact,asyoucallit.
Thefellow
oli
hadakey;andwhat’smore,he
on
hasitstill.Isawhimuseitnota
viikko
weekago.”Mr.
Uttersonsighed
syvästi
deeplybutsaidneveraword;ja
andtheyoungmanpresentlyjatkoi
resumed.“Hereisanotherlessontosaynothing,”said
hän
he.“Iamashamedofmylongtongue.
Letus
tehdään
makeabargainnevertorefertotästä
thisagain.”“Withallmyheart,”
sanoi
saidthelawyer.SEARCHFORMR.HYDE
ThateveningMr.Uttersoncame
kotiin
hometohisbachelorhouseinsombrespiritsja
andsatdowntodinnerwithoutrelish.Itwashiscustomof
a
aSunday,whenthismealwasover,toistua
sitclosebythefire,a
avolumeofsomedrydivinityonhisreadingdesk,kunnes
untiltheclockoftheneighbouringchurchrangoutthehouroftwelve,whenhewouldmeni
gosoberlyandgratefullytobed.Onthis
iltana
nighthowever,assoonastheclothwasotti
takenaway,hetookupacandleja
andwentintohisbusinessroom.Therehe
avasi
openedhissafe,tookfromthekaikkein
mostprivatepartofitaasiakirjan
documentendorsedontheenvelopeasDr.Jekyll’sWillandistui
satdownwithacloudedbrowtostudyitscontents.Thewillwasholograph,forMr.Uttersonthoughhe
otti
tookchargeofitnowthatitwastehty
made,hadrefusedtolendtheleastapua
assistanceinthemakingofit;itprovidednotonly
että
that,incaseofthedeceaseofHenryJekyll,M.D.,D.C.L.,L.L.D.,F.R.S.,etc.,kaikki
allhispossessionsweretopassintothehandsofhis“friendandbenefactorEdwardHyde,”butettä
thatincaseofDr.Jekyll’s“disappearancetai
orunexplainedabsenceforanyperiodexceedingthreecalendarmonths,”thesaidEdwardHydeolisi
shouldstepintothesaidHenryJekyll’sshoesilman
withoutfurtherdelayandfreefromanyburthentai
orobligationbeyondthepaymentofamuutaman
fewsmallsumstothemembersofthedoctor’shousehold.Tämä
Thisdocumenthadlongbeenthelawyer’seyesore.It
loukkasi
offendedhimbothasalawyerandasaloverofthesaneandcustomarysidesofelämän
life,towhomthefancifulwastheimmodest.AndhithertoitwashisignoranceofMr.Hydethat
oli
hadswelledhisindignation;now,byasuddenturn,itwashisknowledge.
Itwas
jo
alreadybadenoughwhenthenimi
namewasbutanameofwhichhevoinut
couldlearnnomore.Itwas
pahempaa
worsewhenitbegantobeclotheduponwithdetestableattributes;andoutoftheshifting,insubstantialmiststhat
oli
hadsolongbaffledhiseye,thereleapeduptheäkillinen
sudden,definitepresentmentofafiend.“Ithoughtitwasmadness,”he
sanoi
said,ashereplacedtheobnoxiouspaperinthesafe,“andnyt
nowIbegintofearitisdisgrace.”Withthathe
puhalsi
blewouthiscandle,putonagreatcoat,andsetforthinsitä
thedirectionofCavendishSquare,thatcitadelofmedicine,wherehisfriend,sitä
thegreatDr.Lanyon,hadhishouseandreceivedhiscrowdingpatients.“If
joku
anyoneknows,itwillbeLanyon,”hehadthought.The
juhlallinen
solemnbutlerknewandwelcomedhänet
him;