STORYOFTHEDOOR
Mr.
Uttersonthelawyerwas
एक
amanofaruggedcountenanceजो
thatwasneverlightedbyएक
asmile;cold,scantyandembarrassedindiscourse;
backwardinsentiment;
lean,long,dusty,dreary
और
andyetsomehowlovable.Atfriendlymeetings,
और
andwhenthewinewastohistaste,कुछ
somethingeminentlyhumanbeaconedfromhiseye;कुछ
somethingindeedwhichneverfounditsरास्ता
wayintohistalk,butजो
whichspokenotonlyinइन
thesesilentsymbolsoftheafter-dinnerचेहरे
face,butmoreoftenandloudlyintheactsofhisजीवन
life.Hewasausterewithhimself;
drankgin
जब
whenhewasalone,tomortifyatasteforvintages;और
andthoughheenjoyedthetheatre,hadnotcrossedthedoorsofonefortwentyyears.लेकिन
Buthehadanapprovedtoleranceforothers;sometimeswondering,
लगभग
almostwithenvy,attheउच्च
highpressureofspiritsinvolvedintheirmisdeeds;और
andinanyextremityinclinedtoमदद
helpratherthantoreprove.“IinclinetoCain’sheresy,”heusedtosayquaintly:
“I
जाने
letmybrothergotothedevilinhisownway.”Inthischaracter,itwasfrequentlyhisfortunetobethe
अंतिम
lastreputableacquaintanceandtheअंतिम
lastgoodinfluenceinthelivesofdowngoingmen.और
Andtosuchasthese,solongastheycameabouthischambers,henevermarkedashadeofपरिवर्तन
changeinhisdemeanour.Nodoubtthefeatwas
आसान
easytoMr.Utterson;forhewasundemonstrativeatthe
सबसे अच्छा
best,andevenhisfriendshipseemedtobefoundedinएक
asimilarcatholicityofgood-nature.Itisthemarkof
एक
amodestmantoaccepthisfriendlycircleready-madefromthehandsofopportunity;और
andthatwasthelawyer’sतरीका
way.Hisfriendswerethoseofhis
स्वयं
ownbloodorthosewhomhehadknownthelongest;hisaffections,
तरह
likeivy,werethegrowthofसमय
time,theyimpliednoaptnessintheobject.Hence,nodoubtthebond
कि
thatunitedhimtoMr.RichardEnfield,hisdistantkinsman,thewell-knownmanaboutशहर
town.Itwasanuttocrackfor
कई
many,whatthesetwocouldseeineachदूसरे
other,orwhatsubjecttheycouldfindincommon.ItwasreportedbythosewhoencounteredthemintheirSundaywalks,thattheysaid
कुछ
nothing,lookedsingularlydullandwouldhailसाथ
withobviousrelieftheappearanceofएक
afriend.Forallthat,
को
thetwomenputthegreateststorebyइन
theseexcursions,countedthemthechiefjewelofप्रत्येक
eachweek,andnotonlysetasideoccasionsofpleasure,butभी
evenresistedthecallsofव्यापार
business,thattheymightenjoythemuninterrupted.Itchancedononeof
इन
theseramblesthattheirwayledthemdownaby-streetinabusyquarterofLondon.The
सड़क
streetwassmallandwhatiscalledशांत
quiet,butitdroveathrivingtradeontheweekdays.Theinhabitantswere
सभी
alldoingwell,itseemedऔर
andallemulouslyhopingtoकर
dobetterstill,andlayingबाहर
outthesurplusoftheirgrainsincoquetry;so
उस
thattheshopfrontsstoodalongउस
thatthoroughfarewithanairofinvitation,तरह
likerowsofsmilingsaleswomen.EvenonSunday,
जब
whenitveileditsmorefloridcharmsandlaycomparativelyemptyofpassage,theसड़क
streetshoneoutincontrasttoitsdingyneighbourhood,जैसे
likeafireinaforest;और
andwithitsfreshlypaintedshutters,well-polishedbrasses,और
andgeneralcleanlinessandgaietyofnote,instantlycaughtऔर
andpleasedtheeyeofको
thepassenger.Twodoorsfromonecorner,onthelefthandgoingeastthe
रेखा
linewasbrokenbytheentryofacourt;और
andjustatthatpointएक
acertainsinisterblockofbuildingthrustforwarditsgableonको
thestreet.Itwastwostoreyshigh;
showednowindow,
कुछ
nothingbutadooronthelowerstoreyऔर
andablindforeheadofdiscolouredwallontheupper;और
andboreineveryfeature,themarksofprolongedऔर
andsordidnegligence.Thedoor,
जो
whichwasequippedwithneitherbellnorknocker,wasblisteredऔर
anddistained.Trampsslouchedintotherecess
और
andstruckmatchesonthepanels;childrenkeptshopuponthesteps;
को
theschoolboyhadtriedhisknifeonको
themouldings;andforcloseonageneration,noonehadappearedtodrive
दूर
awaytheserandomvisitorsortorepairtheirravages.Mr.
Enfield
और
andthelawyerwereontheothersideoftheby-street;लेकिन
butwhentheycameabreastoftheentry,theformerlifteduphiscaneऔर
andpointed.“Didyoueverremark
उस
thatdoor?”heasked;
and
जब
whenhiscompanionhadrepliedintheaffirmative,“Itisconnectedinmymind,”addedhe,“withaबहुत
veryoddstory.”“Indeed?”
saidMr.Utterson,
साथ
withaslightchangeofvoice,“andwhatwasthat?”“Well,itwasthisway,”returnedMr.Enfield:
“Iwascoming
घर
homefromsomeplaceattheअंत
endoftheworld,aboutतीन
threeo’clockofablackwinterसुबह
morning,andmywaylaythroughapartofशहर
townwheretherewasliterallynothingtobeseenलेकिन
butlamps.Streetafterstreet
और
andallthefolksasleep—streetबाद
afterstreet,alllightedupasifforएक
aprocessionandallasemptyasएक
achurch—tillatlastIgotintothatstateofमन
mindwhenamanlistensऔर
andlistensandbeginstolongforthesightofएक
apoliceman.Allatonce,Isaw
दो
twofigures:onealittle
आदमी
manwhowasstumpingalongeastwardatagoodwalk,और
andtheotheragirlofmaybeeightया
ortenwhowasrunningashardasshewasableनीचे
downacrossstreet.Well,
सर
sir,thetworanintoएक
oneanothernaturallyenoughatthecorner;और
andthencamethehorribleहिस्सा
partofthething;forthe
आदमी
mantrampledcalmlyoverthechild’sशरीर
bodyandleftherscreamingontheground.Itsounds
कुछ
nothingtohear,butitwashellishtoदेखने
see.Itwasn’tlikea
आदमी
man;itwaslikesomedamnedJuggernaut.
Igavea
कुछ
fewhalloa,tooktomyheels,collaredmygentleman,और
andbroughthimbacktoजहां
wheretherewasalreadyquiteagroupबारे
aboutthescreamingchild.Hewasperfectly
शांत
coolandmadenoresistance,लेकिन
butgavemeonelook,souglyकि
thatitbroughtoutthesweatonmelikerunning.Thepeople
जो
whohadturnedoutwerethegirl’sअपने
ownfamily;andprettysoon,the
डॉक्टर
doctor,forwhomshehadbeensentडाल
putinhisappearance.Well,thechildwasnotmuchtheworse,morefrightened,accordingtothesawbones;
और
andthereyoumighthavesupposedwouldbeanendtoयह
it.Buttherewasonecuriouscircumstance.
Ihadtakenaloathingtomygentlemanatfirstsight.
Sohadthechild’s
परिवार
family,whichwasonlynatural.लेकिन
Butthedoctor’scasewaswhatstruckमुझे
me.Hewastheusualcut
और
anddryapothecary,ofnoparticularageऔर
andcolour,withastrongEdinburghaccentऔर
andaboutasemotionalasabagpipe.Well,
श्रीमान
sir,hewasliketheबाकी
restofus;everytimehelookedatmyprisoner,Isaw
कि
thatsawbonesturnsickandसफेद
whitewiththedesiretoमारने
killhim.Iknewwhatwasinhis
मन
mind,justasheknewwhatwasinmine;और
andkillingbeingoutoftheसवाल
question,wedidthenextसबसे अच्छा
best.Wetoldthemanwecould
और
andwouldmakesuchascandaloutofइस
thisasshouldmakehisनाम
namestinkfromoneendofLondontotheदूसरे
other.Ifhehadanyfriends
या
oranycredit,weundertookकि
thatheshouldlosethem.और
Andallthetime,aswewerepitchingitinलाल
redhot,wewerekeepingको
thewomenoffhimasbestwecouldfortheywereaswildasharpies.Ineversawacircleofsuchhatefulfaces;
और
andtherewasthemaninthemiddle,साथ
withakindofblacksneeringcoolness—frightenedभी
too,Icouldseethat—butcarryingitoff,श्रीमान
sir,reallylikeSatan.‘Ifyouchooseto
बनाने
makecapitaloutofthisaccident,’कहा
saidhe,‘Iamnaturallyhelpless.Nogentleman
लेकिन
butwishestoavoidascene,’कहता
sayshe.‘Nameyourfigure.’Well,wescrewedhim
तक
uptoahundredpoundsforthechild’sपरिवार
family;hewouldhaveclearlylikedtostick
बाहर
out;buttherewassomething
बारे
aboutthelotofusthatmeantmischief,और
andatlasthestruck.Thenext
बात
thingwastogettheपैसे
money;andwheredoyou
लगता
thinkhecarriedusbuttothatजगह
placewiththedoor?—whippedoutakey,गया
wentin,andpresentlycameवापस
backwiththematterofदस
tenpoundsingoldandachequeforthebalanceonCoutts’s,drawnpayabletobearerऔर
andsignedwithanamethatIcan’tmention,हालांकि
thoughit’soneofthepointsofmyकहानी
story,butitwasaनाम
nameatleastverywellknownऔर
andoftenprinted.Thefigurewasstiff;
लेकिन
butthesignaturewasgoodforअधिक
morethanthatifitwasकेवल
onlygenuine.Itookthelibertyofpointing
बाहर
outtomygentlemanthatthewholeव्यवसाय
businesslookedapocryphal,andthataआदमी
mandoesnot,inrealजीवन
life,walkintoacellardooratचार
fourinthemorningandcomeबाहर
outwithanotherman’schequeforकरीब
closeuponahundredpounds.लेकिन
Buthewasquiteeasyऔर
andsneering.‘Setyourmindatrest,’says
वह
he,‘Iwillstaywithyoutillको
thebanksopenandcashको
thechequemyself.’Soweसभी
allsetoff,thedoctor,और
andthechild’sfather,andourदोस्त
friendandmyself,andpassedको
therestofthenightinmychambers;और
andnextday,whenwehadbreakfasted,गया
wentinabodytothebank.Igaveinthechequemyself,
और
andsaidIhadeveryकारण
reasontobelieveitwasएक
aforgery.Notabitofit.
Thechequewasgenuine.”
“Tut-tut!”
कहा
saidMr.Utterson.“Iseeyou
महसूस
feelasIdo,”saidMr.Enfield.“Yes,it’s
एक
abadstory.Formy
आदमी
manwasafellowthatnobodycouldhavetodoसाथ
with,areallydamnableman;और
andthepersonthatdrewthechequeistheverypinkoftheproprieties,celebratedtoo,और
and(whatmakesitworse)एक
oneofyourfellowswhoकरते
dowhattheycallgood.Blackmail,Isuppose;
एक
anhonestmanpayingthroughthenoseforकुछ
someofthecapersofhisyouth.ब्लैक
BlackMailHouseiswhatIcalltheजगह
placewiththedoor,inconsequence.यद्यपि
Thougheventhat,youknow,isदूर
farfromexplainingall,”headded,और
andwiththewordsfellintoएक
aveinofmusing.FromthishewasrecalledbyMr.Utterson
पूछा
askingrathersuddenly:“Andyoudon’t
पता
knowifthedrawerofthechequelivesthere?”“Alikely
जगह
place,isn’tit?”returnedMr.Enfield.
“ButIhappento
है
havenoticedhisaddress;helivesinsomesquare
या
orother.”“Andyouneverasked
बारे
aboutthe—placewiththedoor?”कहा
saidMr.Utterson.“No,sir;
Ihad
एक
adelicacy,”wasthereply.“I
महसूस
feelverystronglyaboutputtingquestions;itpartakestoomuchofthestyleofthe
दिन
dayofjudgment.Youstart
एक
aquestion,andit’slikestartingएक
astone.Yousitquietlyonthe
शीर्ष
topofahill;and
दूर
awaythestonegoes,startingothers;और
andpresentlysomeblandoldbird(thelastyouwouldhaveसोचा
thoughtof)isknockedontheसिर
headinhisownbackgardenऔर
andthefamilyhavetochangetheirनाम
name.Nosir,Imakeit
एक
aruleofmine:the
अधिक
moreitlookslikeQueerस्ट्रीट
Street,thelessIask.”“Avery
अच्छा
goodrule,too,”saidthelawyer.“ButI
किया
havestudiedtheplaceformyself,”continuedMr.Enfield.“Itseemsscarcely
एक
ahouse.Thereisnoother
दरवाजा
door,andnobodygoesinया
oroutofthatoneलेकिन
but,onceinagreatwhile,thegentlemanofmyadventure.Thereare
तीन
threewindowslookingonthecourtonको
thefirstfloor;nonebelow;
thewindowsare
हमेशा
alwaysshutbutthey’reclean.और
Andthenthereisachimneyजो
whichisgenerallysmoking;so
किसी
somebodymustlivethere.Andyetit’snotsosure;
forthebuildingsaresopacked
साथ
togetheraboutthecourt,thatit’sमुश्किल
hardtosaywhereoneendsऔर
andanotherbegins.”Thepair
चले
walkedonagainforawhileinsilence;और
andthen“Enfield,”saidMr.Utterson,“that’sएक
agoodruleofyours.”“Yes,I
लगता
thinkitis,”returnedEnfield.“Butfor
सभी
allthat,”continuedthelawyer,“there’sonepointIwanttoपूछना
ask.Iwanttoaskthe
नाम
nameofthatmanwhoचल
walkedoverthechild.”“Well,”
कहा
saidMr.Enfield,“Ican’tseewhatharmitwoulddo.Itwas
एक
amanofthenameofHyde.”“Hm,”
कहा
saidMr.Utterson.“Whatsortofa
आदमी
manishetosee?”“Heisnot
आसान
easytodescribe.Thereis
कुछ
somethingwrongwithhisappearance;कुछ
somethingdispleasing,somethingdown-rightdetestable.Ineversawa
आदमी
manIsodisliked,andyetIscarceपता
knowwhy.Hemustbedeformedsomewhere;
hegives
एक
astrongfeelingofdeformity,althoughIcouldn’tspecifytheबिंदु
point.He’sanextraordinarylooking
आदमी
man,andyetIreallycanनाम
namenothingoutoftheway.नहीं
No,sir;Icanmakeno
हाथ
handofit;Ican’tdescribehim.
और
Andit’snotwantofmemory;forIdeclareIcanseehim
इस
thismoment.”Mr.
Uttersonagain
चला
walkedsomewayinsilenceऔर
andobviouslyunderaweightofconsideration.“Youare
यकीन
sureheusedakey?”heinquiredatlast.
“My
प्यारे
dearsir...”beganEnfield,surprisedoutofhimself.
“Yes,Iknow,”
कहा
saidUtterson;“Iknowitmustseemstrange.
The
तथ्य
factis,ifIdonotपूछता
askyouthenameoftheotherपार्टी
party,itisbecauseIknowitपहले
already.Yousee,Richard,yourtalehasgone
घर
home.Ifyouhavebeeninexactin
किसी
anypointyouhadbettercorrectit.”“I
लगता
thinkyoumighthavewarnedme,”returnedtheदूसरे
otherwithatouchofsullenness.“ButIhavebeenpedanticallyexact,asyou
कहते
callit.Thefellowhad
एक
akey;andwhat’smore,hehasit
अभी भी
still.Isawhimuseitnot
एक
aweekago.”Mr.
Uttersonsigheddeeply
लेकिन
butsaidneveraword;और
andtheyoungmanpresentlyresumed.“Hereisanotherlessontosaynothing,”saidhe.
“Iamashamedofmylongtongue.
चलो
Letusmakeabargainnevertorefertothisagain.”“Withallmyheart,”saidthelawyer.
SEARCHFORMR.HYDE
उस
ThateveningMr.Uttersoncamehometohisbachelorhouseinsombrespiritsऔर
andsatdowntodinnerबिना
withoutrelish.Itwashiscustomof
एक
aSunday,whenthismealwasover,tositclosebytheआग
fire,avolumeofsomedrydivinityonhisreadingdesk,तक
untiltheclockoftheneighbouringchurchrangoutthehouroftwelve,जब
whenhewouldgosoberlyऔर
andgratefullytobed.On
इस
thisnighthowever,assoonasको
theclothwastakenaway,hetookupएक
acandleandwentintohisbusinessकमरे
room.Thereheopenedhissafe,tookfromthe
सबसे
mostprivatepartofitएक
adocumentendorsedontheenvelopeasDr.Jekyll’sWillऔर
andsatdownwithacloudedbrowtostudyitscontents.Thewillwasholograph,forMr.Utterson
हालांकि
thoughhetookchargeofitअब
nowthatitwasmade,hadrefusedtolendtheकम
leastassistanceinthemakingofit;itprovidednot
केवल
onlythat,incaseofthedeceaseofHenryJekyll,M.D.,D.C.L.,L.L.D.,F.R.S.,etc.,सभी
allhispossessionsweretopassintothehandsofhis“friendऔर
andbenefactorEdwardHyde,”butकि
thatincaseofDr.Jekyll’s“disappearanceया
orunexplainedabsenceforanyperiodexceedingतीन
threecalendarmonths,”thesaidEdwardHydeचाहिए
shouldstepintothesaidHenryJekyll’sshoesबिना
withoutfurtherdelayandfreefromanyburthenया
orobligationbeyondthepaymentofaकुछ
fewsmallsumstothemembersofthedoctor’shousehold.यह
Thisdocumenthadlongbeenthelawyer’seyesore.Itoffendedhim
दोनों
bothasalawyerandasएक
aloverofthesaneऔर
andcustomarysidesoflife,towhomthefancifulwastheimmodest.और
AndhithertoitwashisignoranceofMr.Hydethathadswelledhisindignation;अब
now,byasuddenturn,itwashisknowledge.Itwas
पहले
alreadybadenoughwhentheनाम
namewasbutanameofwhichhecouldसीख
learnnomore.Itwasworse
जब
whenitbegantobeclotheduponसाथ
withdetestableattributes;andoutof
को
theshifting,insubstantialmiststhathadsolongbaffledhiseye,thereleapedupको
thesudden,definitepresentmentofएक
afiend.“Ithoughtitwasmadness,”he
कहा
said,ashereplacedtheobnoxiouspaperintheसुरक्षित
safe,“andnowIbegintofearitisdisgrace.”Withthatheblewouthiscandle,putonagreatcoat,
और
andsetforthinthedirectionofCavendishSquare,thatcitadelofmedicine,जहां
wherehisfriend,thegreatDr.Lanyon,hadhisघर
houseandreceivedhiscrowdingpatients.“Ifanyoneknows,itwillbeLanyon,”hehad
सोचा
thought.Thesolemnbutlerknew
और
andwelcomedhim;