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The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde | Progressive Translation Books for Swedish A1 Learners

The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde | Progressive Translation Books for Swedish A1 Learners

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STORYOFTHEDOOR
Mr.
Uttersonthelawyerwasa
man
manofaruggedcountenance
som
thatwasneverlightedbyasmile;
kall
cold,scantyandembarrassedindiscourse;
backwardinsentiment;
lean,
lång
long,dusty,drearyandyetsomehowlovable.
Atfriendlymeetings,
och
andwhenthewinewastohistaste,
något
somethingeminentlyhumanbeaconedfromhiseye;
något
somethingindeedwhichneverfoundits
väg
wayintohistalk,but
som
whichspokenotonlyin
dessa
thesesilentsymbolsoftheafter-dinnerface,butmoreoften
och
andloudlyintheactsofhislife.
Hewasausterewithhimself;
drack
drankginwhenhewas
ensam
alone,tomortifyatasteforvintages;
och
andthoughheenjoyedthetheatre,
hade
hadnotcrossedthedoorsof
en
onefortwentyyears.
Buthe
hade
hadanapprovedtoleranceforothers;
ibland
sometimeswondering,almostwithenvy,at
det
thehighpressureofspiritsinvolvedintheirmisdeeds;
och
andinanyextremityinclinedto
hjälpa
helpratherthantoreprove.
“IinclinetoCain’sheresy,”he
brukade
usedtosayquaintly:
“I
lät
letmybrothergotothedevilinhis
eget
ownway.”
Inthischaracter,itwasfrequentlyhisfortunetobethe
sista
lastreputableacquaintanceandthe
sista
lastgoodinfluenceinthelivesofdowngoingmen.
Och
Andtosuchasthese,so
länge
longastheycameabouthischambers,he
aldrig
nevermarkedashadeof
förändring
changeinhisdemeanour.
Nodoubtthefeatwas
lätt
easytoMr.Utterson;
forhewasundemonstrativeatthe
bästa
best,andevenhisfriendshipseemedtobefoundedin
en
asimilarcatholicityofgood-nature.
Itisthemarkofamodest
man
mantoaccepthisfriendlycircleready-madefromthehandsofopportunity;
och
andthatwasthelawyer’s
sätt
way.
Hisfriendswerethoseofhis
eget
ownbloodorthosewhomhe
hade
hadknownthelongest;
hisaffections,
som
likeivy,werethegrowthoftime,theyimplied
ingen
noaptnessintheobject.
Hence,nodoubtthebond
som
thatunitedhimtoMr.RichardEnfield,hisdistantkinsman,thewell-known
mannen
manabouttown.
Itwas
en
anuttocrackfor
många
many,whatthesetwocould
se
seeineachother,orwhatsubjectthey
kunde
couldfindincommon.
ItwasreportedbythosewhoencounteredthemintheirSundaywalks,thatthey
sa
saidnothing,lookedsingularlydull
och
andwouldhailwithobviousrelieftheappearanceof
en
afriend.
Forallthat,the
två
twomenputthegreateststoreby
dessa
theseexcursions,countedthemthechiefjewelof
varje
eachweek,andnotonlysetasideoccasionsofpleasure,
utan
butevenresistedthecallsofbusiness,thatthey
kunde
mightenjoythemuninterrupted.
Itchancedononeof
dessa
theseramblesthattheirwayledthem
ner
downaby-streetinabusyquarterofLondon.
The
gatan
streetwassmallandwhatiscalled
tyst
quiet,butitdroveathrivingtradeontheweekdays.
Theinhabitantswere
alla
alldoingwell,itseemed
och
andallemulouslyhopingto
göra
dobetterstill,andlaying
ut
outthesurplusoftheirgrainsincoquetry;
sothattheshopfronts
stod
stoodalongthatthoroughfarewith
en
anairofinvitation,likerowsofsmilingsaleswomen.
EvenonSunday,
när
whenitveileditsmorefloridcharms
och
andlaycomparativelyemptyofpassage,the
gatan
streetshoneoutincontrasttoitsdingyneighbourhood,
som
likeafireinaforest;
och
andwithitsfreshlypaintedshutters,well-polishedbrasses,
och
andgeneralcleanlinessandgaietyofnote,instantly
fångade
caughtandpleasedtheeyeofthepassenger.
Två
Twodoorsfromonecorner,onthelefthandgoingeastthelinewasbrokenbytheentryofacourt;
och
andjustatthatpoint
en
acertainsinisterblockofbuildingthrustforwarditsgableon
den
thestreet.
Itwastwostoreys
högt
high;
showednowindow,nothingbut
en
adooronthelowerstorey
och
andablindforeheadofdiscolouredwallon
den
theupper;
andborein
varje
everyfeature,themarksofprolonged
och
andsordidnegligence.
Thedoor,
som
whichwasequippedwithneitherbellnorknocker,wasblistered
och
anddistained.
Trampsslouchedintotherecess
och
andstruckmatchesonthepanels;
barn
childrenkeptshopuponthesteps;
theschoolboy
hade
hadtriedhisknifeonthemouldings;
och
andforcloseonageneration,
ingen
noonehadappearedto
driva
driveawaytheserandomvisitors
eller
ortorepairtheirravages.
Mr.
Enfield
och
andthelawyerwereonthe
andra
othersideoftheby-street;
men
butwhentheycameabreastoftheentry,theformerlifted
upp
uphiscaneandpointed.
“Didyoueverremarkthatdoor?”
he
frågade
asked;
andwhenhiscompanion
hade
hadrepliedintheaffirmative,“Itisconnectedinmymind,”added
han
he,“withaveryoddstory.”
“Indeed?”
sa
saidMr.Utterson,withaslightchangeofvoice,“andwhatwasthat?”
“Well,itwasthisway,”returnedMr.Enfield:
“Iwas
kom
cominghomefromsomeplaceattheendoftheworld,about
tre
threeo’clockofablackwintermorning,
och
andmywaylaythrough
en
apartoftownwheretherewasliterally
något
nothingtobeseenbutlamps.
Gata
Streetafterstreetandall
det
thefolksasleep—streetafterstreet,
alla
alllightedupasiffor
en
aprocessionandallasemptyas
en
achurch—tillatlastI
kom
gotintothatstateofmind
när
whenamanlistensand
lyssnar
listensandbeginstolongfor
det
thesightofapoliceman.
Allatonce,I
såg
sawtwofigures:
onea
liten
littlemanwhowasstumping
längs
alongeastwardatagood
promenad
walk,andtheothera
flicka
girlofmaybeeightor
tio
tenwhowasrunningas
hårt
hardasshewasabledownacrossstreet.
Tja
Well,sir,thetworanintooneanothernaturally
nog
enoughatthecorner;
andthen
kom
camethehorriblepartof
den
thething;
forthemantrampledcalmly
över
overthechild’sbodyand
lämnade
leftherscreamingontheground.
Itsounds
ingenting
nothingtohear,butitwashellishto
se
see.
Itwasn’tlikea
man
man;
itwaslikesomedamnedJuggernaut.
I
gav
gaveafewhalloa,tooktomyheels,collaredmygentleman,
och
andbroughthimbacktowheretherewas
redan
alreadyquiteagroupaboutthescreaming
barnet
child.
Hewasperfectlycool
och
andmadenoresistance,but
gav
gavemeonelook,souglythatitbrought
ut
outthesweatonmelike
springa
running.
Thepeoplewhohadturned
ut
outwerethegirl’sown
familj
family;
andprettysoon,thedoctor,forwhomshe
hade
hadbeensentputinhisappearance.
Well,the
barnet
childwasnotmuchtheworse,
mer
morefrightened,accordingtothesawbones;
och
andthereyoumighthavesupposedwouldbean
slutet
endtoit.
Buttherewas
en
onecuriouscircumstance.
Ihad
tagit
takenaloathingtomygentlemanat
första
firstsight.
Sohadthechild’s
familj
family,whichwasonlynatural.
Men
Butthedoctor’scasewaswhatstruck
mig
me.
Hewastheusual
skära
cutanddryapothecary,of
ingen
noparticularageandcolour,
med
withastrongEdinburghaccent
och
andaboutasemotionalas
en
abagpipe.
Well,sir,hewas
som
liketherestofus;
varje
everytimehelookedatmyprisoner,I
såg
sawthatsawbonesturnsick
och
andwhitewiththedesireto
döda
killhim.
Iknewwhatwasinhis
sinne
mind,justasheknewwhatwasinmine;
och
andkillingbeingoutof
det
thequestion,wedidthenext
bästa
best.
Wetoldthemanwe
kunde
couldandwouldmakesuchascandaloutof
detta
thisasshouldmakehis
namn
namestinkfromoneendofLondonto
den
theother.
Ifhehadanyfriends
eller
oranycredit,weundertook
att
thatheshouldlosethem.
Och
Andallthetime,aswewerepitchingitin
röd
redhot,wewerekeepingthewomenoffhimasbestwe
kunde
couldfortheywereaswildasharpies.
I
aldrig
neversawacircleofsuchhatefulfaces;
och
andtherewasthemaninthemiddle,
med
withakindofblacksneeringcoolness—frightened
också
too,Icouldseethat—butcarryingit
bort
off,sir,reallylikeSatan.
‘Ifyouchooseto
tjäna
makecapitaloutofthisaccident,’
sa
saidhe,‘Iamnaturallyhelpless.
Ingen
Nogentlemanbutwishestoavoid
en
ascene,’sayshe.
‘Nameyourfigure.’Well,wescrewedhimuptoahundredpoundsforthechild’s
familj
family;
hewouldhaveclearlylikedtostick
ut
out;
buttherewassomethingaboutthelotofus
som
thatmeantmischief,andatlasthestruck.
The
nästa
nextthingwastogetthemoney;
och
andwheredoyouthinkhecarriedusbuttothatplace
med
withthedoor?—whippedoutakey,
gick
wentin,andpresentlycame
tillbaka
backwiththematterof
tio
tenpoundsingoldandachequeforthebalanceonCoutts’s,drawnpayabletobearer
och
andsignedwithanamethatIcan’tmention,thoughit’soneofthepointsofmy
berättelse
story,butitwasa
namn
nameatleastverywellknown
och
andoftenprinted.
Thefigurewasstiff;
men
butthesignaturewasgoodfor
mer
morethanthatifitwas
bara
onlygenuine.
Itookthelibertyofpointing
ut
outtomygentlemanthatthe
hela
wholebusinesslookedapocryphal,andthat
en
amandoesnot,in
verkliga
reallife,walkintoacellardoorat
fyra
fourinthemorningand
komma
comeoutwithanotherman’schequefor
nära
closeuponahundredpounds.
Men
Buthewasquiteeasy
och
andsneering.
‘Setyourmindatrest,’
säger
sayshe,‘Iwillstaywithyoutillthebanks
öppnar
openandcashthechequemyself.’Sowe
alla
allsetoff,thedoctor,
och
andthechild’sfather,andour
vän
friendandmyself,andpassedthe
resten
restofthenightinmychambers;
och
andnextday,whenwe
hade
hadbreakfasted,wentina
kropp
bodytothebank.
Igaveinthechequemyself,
och
andsaidIhadevery
skäl
reasontobelieveitwas
en
aforgery.
Notabitof
det
it.
Thechequewasgenuine.”
“Tut-tut!”
sa
saidMr.Utterson.
“Iseeyou
känner
feelasIdo,”saidMr.Enfield.
“Yes,it’s
en
abadstory.
Formy
man
manwasafellowthat
ingen
nobodycouldhavetodo
med
with,areallydamnableman;
och
andthepersonthatdrewthechequeisthe
mycket
verypinkoftheproprieties,celebrated
också
too,and(whatmakesitworse)
en
oneofyourfellowswho
gör
dowhattheycallgood.
Blackmail,Isuppose;
en
anhonestmanpayingthroughthenosefor
några
someofthecapersofhisyouth.
BlackMail
House
HouseiswhatIcalltheplace
med
withthedoor,inconsequence.
Though
även
eventhat,youknow,is
långt
farfromexplainingall,”headded,
och
andwiththewordsfellinto
en
aveinofmusing.
From
detta
thishewasrecalledbyMr.Utterson
frågade
askingrathersuddenly:
“Andyoudon’t
vet
knowifthedrawerof
den
thechequelivesthere?”
“Alikely
plats
place,isn’tit?”
returnedMr.Enfield.
“ButIhappento
ha
havenoticedhisaddress;
helivesinsomesquare
eller
orother.”
“Andyounever
frågade
askedaboutthe—placewiththedoor?”
sa
saidMr.Utterson.
“No,sir;
I
hade
hadadelicacy,”wasthereply.
“Ifeel
mycket
verystronglyaboutputtingquestions;
itpartakes
för
toomuchofthestyleofthedayofjudgment.
You
starta
startaquestion,andit’s
som
likestartingastone.
You
sitter
sitquietlyonthetopof
en
ahill;
andawaythestone
går
goes,startingothers;
andpresentlysomebland
gammal
oldbird(thelastyouwouldhave
tänkt
thoughtof)isknockedontheheadinhis
egen
ownbackgardenandthefamilyhaveto
ändra
changetheirname.
Nosir,I
gör
makeitaruleofmine:
the
mer
moreitlookslikeQueer
Street
Street,thelessIask.”
“A
mycket
verygoodrule,too,”saidthelawyer.
“ButI
har
havestudiedtheplaceformyself,”continuedMr.Enfield.
“Itseemsscarcely
ett
ahouse.
Thereisno
annan
otherdoor,andnobodygoesin
eller
oroutofthatonebut,onceinagreatwhile,thegentlemanofmyadventure.
Thereare
tre
threewindowslookingonthecourtonthe
första
firstfloor;
nonebelow;
thewindowsare
alltid
alwaysshutbutthey’reclean.
Och
Andthenthereisachimney
som
whichisgenerallysmoking;
so
någon
somebodymustlivethere.
And
ändå
yetit’snotsosure;
forthebuildingsaresopackedtogetheraboutthecourt,thatit’s
svårt
hardtosaywhereoneends
och
andanotherbegins.”
Thepair
gick
walkedonagainfora
tag
whileinsilence;
andthen“Enfield,”
sa
saidMr.Utterson,“that’sa
bra
goodruleofyours.”
“Yes,I
tror
thinkitis,”returnedEnfield.
“Butfor
allt
allthat,”continuedthelawyer,“there’s
en
onepointIwantto
fråga
ask.
Iwanttoaskthe
namnet
nameofthatmanwho
gick
walkedoverthechild.”
“Well,”
sa
saidMr.Enfield,“Ican’t
se
seewhatharmitwould
göra
do.
ItwasamanofthenameofHyde.”
“Hm,”
sa
saidMr.Utterson.
“Whatsortofa
man
manishetosee?”
“Heisnot
lätt
easytodescribe.
Thereis
något
somethingwrongwithhisappearance;
något
somethingdispleasing,somethingdown-rightdetestable.
I
aldrig
neversawamanIsodisliked,
och
andyetIscarceknow
varför
why.
Hemustbedeformedsomewhere;
he
ger
givesastrongfeelingofdeformity,althoughIcouldn’tspecifythepoint.
He’s
en
anextraordinarylookingman,and
ändå
yetIreallycanname
ingenting
nothingoutoftheway.
Nej
No,sir;
Icanmake
inte
nohandofit;
Ican’tdescribe
honom
him.
Andit’snotwantofmemory;
forIdeclareI
kan
canseehimthismoment.”
Mr.
Utterson
igen
againwalkedsomewayinsilence
och
andobviouslyunderaweightofconsideration.
“Youare
säker
sureheusedakey?”
heinquiredatlast.
“My
käre
dearsir...”
beganEnfield,surprisedoutofhimself.
“Yes,Iknow,”
sa
saidUtterson;
“Iknowit
måste
mustseemstrange.
Thefact
är
is,ifIdonot
frågar
askyouthenameofthe
andra
otherparty,itisbecauseI
vet
knowitalready.
Yousee,Richard,yourtale
har
hasgonehome.
Ifyou
har
havebeeninexactinany
punkt
pointyouhadbettercorrectit.”
“I
tror
thinkyoumighthavewarnedme,”returned
den
theotherwithatouchofsullenness.
“ButI
har
havebeenpedanticallyexact,asyou
kallar
callit.
Thefellowhad
en
akey;
andwhat’smore,he
har
hasitstill.
Isawhim
använda
useitnotaweekago.”
Mr.
Uttersonsigheddeeply
men
butsaidneveraword;
och
andtheyoungmanpresentlyresumed.
“Hereisanotherlessonto
säga
saynothing,”saidhe.
“Iamashamedofmylongtongue.
Låt
Letusmakeabargain
aldrig
nevertorefertothisagain.”
“Withallmyheart,”
sa
saidthelawyer.
SEARCHFORMR.HYDE
ThateveningMr.Utterson
kom
camehometohisbachelorhouseinsombrespirits
och
andsatdowntodinner
utan
withoutrelish.
Itwashiscustomof
en
aSunday,whenthismealwas
över
over,tositclosebythe
elden
fire,avolumeofsomedrydivinityonhisreadingdesk,untiltheclockoftheneighbouringchurchrang
ut
outthehouroftwelve,
när
whenhewouldgosoberly
och
andgratefullytobed.
On
här
thisnighthowever,assoonas
den
theclothwastakenaway,he
tog
tookupacandleand
gick
wentintohisbusinessroom.
Therehe
öppnade
openedhissafe,tookfromthe
mest
mostprivatepartofitadocumentendorsedontheenvelopeasDr.Jekyll’sWill
och
andsatdownwithacloudedbrowtostudyitscontents.
Thewillwasholograph,forMr.Uttersonthoughhe
tog
tookchargeofitnowthatitwasmade,
hade
hadrefusedtolendtheleastassistanceinthemakingofit;
itprovidednot
bara
onlythat,incaseofthedeceaseofHenryJekyll,M.D.,D.C.L.,L.L.D.,F.R.S.,etc.,allhispossessionsweretopassintothehandsofhis“friend
och
andbenefactorEdwardHyde,”butthatincaseofDr.Jekyll’s“disappearance
eller
orunexplainedabsenceforanyperiodexceeding
tre
threecalendarmonths,”thesaidEdwardHydeshouldstepintothesaidHenryJekyll’sshoeswithoutfurtherdelay
och
andfreefromanyburthen
eller
orobligationbeyondthepaymentof
en
afewsmallsumstothemembersofthedoctor’shousehold.
Detta
Thisdocumenthadlongbeenthelawyer’seyesore.
Itoffendedhim
både
bothasalawyerandas
en
aloverofthesane
och
andcustomarysidesoflife,towhomthefancifulwastheimmodest.
Och
AndhithertoitwashisignoranceofMr.Hyde
som
thathadswelledhisindignation;
nu
now,byasuddenturn,itwashisknowledge.
Itwas
redan
alreadybadenoughwhenthenamewasbut
ett
anameofwhichhe
kunde
couldlearnnomore.
Itwasworse
när
whenitbegantobeclotheduponwithdetestableattributes;
och
andoutoftheshifting,insubstantialmists
som
thathadsolongbaffledhiseye,thereleapedupthesudden,definitepresentmentof
en
afiend.
“Ithoughtitwasmadness,”he
sa
said,ashereplacedtheobnoxiouspaperinthesafe,“and
nu
nowIbegintofearitisdisgrace.”
Withthatheblew
ut
outhiscandle,puton
en
agreatcoat,andsetforthin
den
thedirectionofCavendishSquare,thatcitadelofmedicine,
där
wherehisfriend,thegreatDr.Lanyon,
hade
hadhishouseandreceivedhiscrowdingpatients.
“If
någon
anyoneknows,itwillbeLanyon,”he
hade
hadthought.
Thesolemnbutler
kände
knewandwelcomedhim;