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The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde | Gradually Hardening Swedish A1-B2

The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde | Gradually Hardening Swedish A1-B2

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STORYOFTHEDOOR
Mr.
Uttersonthelawyerwasa
man
manofaruggedcountenance
som
thatwasneverlightedbya
leende
smile;
cold,scantyandembarrassedindiscourse;
backwardinsentiment;
lean,
lång
long,dusty,drearyandyet
något
somehowlovable.
Atfriendlymeetings,
och
andwhenthewinewastohis
smak
taste,somethingeminentlyhumanbeaconedfromhis
öga
eye;
somethingindeedwhichnever
hittade
founditswayintohis
talade
talk,butwhichspokenot
bara
onlyinthesesilentsymbolsoftheafter-dinnerface,
men
butmoreoftenandloudlyintheactsofhislife.
Hewasausterewithhimself;
drack
drankginwhenhewas
ensam
alone,tomortifyatasteforvintages;
och
andthoughheenjoyedthetheatre,
hade
hadnotcrossedthedoorsofonefortwentyyears.
Men
Buthehadanapproved
tolerans
toleranceforothers;
sometimeswondering,
nästan
almostwithenvy,atthe
höga
highpressureofspiritsinvolvedintheirmisdeeds;
och
andinanyextremityinclinedto
hjälpa
helpratherthantoreprove.
“IinclinetoCain’sheresy,”he
brukade
usedtosayquaintly:
“I
lät
letmybrothergotothe
djävulen
devilinhisownway.”
In
denna
thischaracter,itwasfrequentlyhisfortunetobethe
sista
lastreputableacquaintanceandthe
sista
lastgoodinfluenceinthelivesofdowngoingmen.
Och
Andtosuchasthese,so
länge
longastheycameabouthischambers,he
aldrig
nevermarkedashadeof
förändring
changeinhisdemeanour.
No
tvekan
doubtthefeatwaseasytoMr.Utterson;
forhewasundemonstrativeatthe
bästa
best,andevenhisfriendship
verkade
seemedtobefoundedin
en
asimilarcatholicityofgood-nature.
Itis
det
themarkofamodest
man
mantoaccepthisfriendly
cirkel
circleready-madefromthehandsofopportunity;
och
andthatwasthelawyer’s
sätt
way.
Hisfriendswerethoseofhis
eget
ownbloodorthosewhomhe
hade
hadknownthelongest;
hisaffections,like
ivy
ivy,werethegrowthoftime,they
innebar
impliednoaptnessintheobject.
Därav
Hence,nodoubtthebond
som
thatunitedhimtoMr.RichardEnfield,hisdistantkinsman,thewell-known
mannen
manabouttown.
Itwas
en
anuttocrackfor
många
many,whatthesetwocould
se
seeineachother,orwhat
ämne
subjecttheycouldfindincommon.
Itwasreportedbythosewho
mötte
encounteredthemintheirSundaywalks,thatthey
sa
saidnothing,lookedsingularlydull
och
andwouldhailwithobvious
lättnad
relieftheappearanceofa
vän
friend.
Forallthat,the
två
twomenputthegreateststoreby
dessa
theseexcursions,countedthemthechiefjewelof
varje
eachweek,andnotonlysetasideoccasionsof
nöje
pleasure,butevenresistedthecallsofbusiness,thatthey
kunde
mightenjoythemuninterrupted.
Itchancedononeof
dessa
theseramblesthattheirway
ledde
ledthemdownaby-streetinabusyquarterofLondon.
The
gatan
streetwassmallandwhatiscalled
tyst
quiet,butitdroveathriving
handel
tradeontheweekdays.
Theinhabitantswereall
göra
doingwell,itseemedandallemulously
hoppades
hopingtodobetterstill,
och
andlayingoutthesurplusoftheirgrainsincoquetry;
sothattheshopfronts
stod
stoodalongthatthoroughfarewithanairofinvitation,likerowsofsmilingsaleswomen.
EvenonSunday,
när
whenitveileditsmorefloridcharms
och
andlaycomparativelyemptyof
passage
passage,thestreetshoneoutin
kontrast
contrasttoitsdingyneighbourhood,like
en
afireinaforest;
och
andwithitsfreshlypaintedshutters,well-polishedbrasses,
och
andgeneralcleanlinessandgaietyof
anmärkning
note,instantlycaughtandpleasedthe
ögat
eyeofthepassenger.
Twodoorsfromone
hörn
corner,onthelefthandgoing
öster
eastthelinewasbrokenbytheentryofacourt;
och
andjustatthatpoint
en
acertainsinisterblockofbuildingthrust
fram
forwarditsgableonthe
gatan
street.
Itwastwostoreys
högt
high;
showednowindow,nothingbut
en
adooronthelowerstorey
och
andablindforeheadofdiscoloured
vägg
wallontheupper;
and
bar
boreineveryfeature,themarksofprolonged
och
andsordidnegligence.
Thedoor,whichwasequipped
med
withneitherbellnorknocker,wasblistered
och
anddistained.
Trampsslouchedintothe
recess
recessandstruckmatchesonthepanels;
barn
childrenkeptshopuponthesteps;
theschoolboy
hade
hadtriedhisknifeonthemouldings;
och
andforcloseona
generation
generation,noonehadappearedto
driva
driveawaytheserandomvisitors
eller
ortorepairtheirravages.
Mr.
Enfield
och
andthelawyerwereonthe
andra
othersideoftheby-street;
men
butwhentheycameabreastoftheentry,theformer
lyfte
lifteduphiscaneand
pekade
pointed.
“Didyoueverremarkthatdoor?”
he
frågade
asked;
andwhenhiscompanion
hade
hadrepliedintheaffirmative,“Itis
kopplat
connectedinmymind,”added
han
he,“withaveryoddstory.”
“Indeed?”
sa
saidMr.Utterson,witha
liten
slightchangeofvoice,“andwhatwasthat?”
“Well,itwasthisway,”returnedMr.Enfield:
“Iwas
kom
cominghomefromsomeplaceat
det
theendoftheworld,about
tre
threeo’clockofablackwintermorning,
och
andmywaylaythrough
en
apartoftownwheretherewas
bokstavligen
literallynothingtobeseenbutlamps.
Gata
Streetafterstreetandall
det
thefolksasleep—streetafterstreet,alllightedupasiffor
en
aprocessionandallas
tomma
emptyasachurch—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
hardasshewasabledown
en
acrossstreet.
Well,sir,
de
thetworanintooneanother
naturligt
naturallyenoughatthecorner;
och
andthencamethehorrible
delen
partofthething;
forthe
mannen
mantrampledcalmlyoverthechild’s
kropp
bodyandleftherscreamingontheground.
Itsounds
ingenting
nothingtohear,butitwashellishto
se
see.
Itwasn’tlikea
man
man;
itwaslikesomedamnedJuggernaut.
I
gav
gaveafewhalloa,tooktomyheels,collaredmy
gentleman
gentleman,andbroughthimbacktowheretherewas
redan
alreadyquiteagroupabout
det
thescreamingchild.
Hewasperfectlycool
och
andmadenoresistance,but
gav
gavemeonelook,so
ful
uglythatitbroughtout
det
thesweatonmelike
springa
running.
Thepeoplewhohadturned
ut
outwerethegirl’sown
familj
family;
andprettysoon,thedoctor,forwhomshe
hade
hadbeensentputinhisappearance.
Well,the
barnet
childwasnotmuchthe
värre
worse,morefrightened,accordingtothesawbones;
och
andthereyoumighthavesupposedwouldbean
slutet
endtoit.
Buttherewasonecurious
omständighet
circumstance.
Ihadtakena
avsky
loathingtomygentlemanat
första
firstsight.
Sohadthechild’s
familj
family,whichwasonlynatural.
Men
Butthedoctor’scasewaswhatstruckme.
Hewas
den
theusualcutanddryapothecary,of
ingen
noparticularageandcolour,
med
withastrongEdinburghaccent
och
andaboutasemotionalas
en
abagpipe.
Well,sir,hewasliketherestof
oss
us;
everytimehelookedatmy
fånge
prisoner,Isawthatsawbonesturn
sjuk
sickandwhitewiththe
önskan
desiretokillhim.
I
visste
knewwhatwasinhismind,
precis
justasheknewwhatwasinmine;
och
andkillingbeingoutof
det
thequestion,wedidthenext
bästa
best.
Wetoldthemanwe
kunde
couldandwouldmakesuch
en
ascandaloutofthisasshould
göra
makehisnamestinkfromone
änden
endofLondontothe
andra
other.
Ifhehadanyfriends
eller
oranycredit,weundertook
att
thatheshouldlosethem.
Och
Andallthetime,aswewerepitchingitin
röd
redhot,wewerekeepingthewomenoffhimasbestwe
kunde
couldfortheywereas
vilda
wildasharpies.
Inever
sett
sawacircleofsuchhatefulfaces;
och
andtherewasthemanin
det
themiddle,withakindof
svart
blacksneeringcoolness—frightenedtoo,I
kunde
couldseethat—butcarryingit
bort
off,sir,reallylikeSatan.
‘Ifyou
väljer
choosetomakecapitaloutof
här
thisaccident,’saidhe,‘Iam
naturligtvis
naturallyhelpless.
Nogentlemanbut
vill
wishestoavoidascene,’
säger
sayshe.
‘Nameyourfigure.’Well,wescrewedhimuptoahundredpoundsforthechild’s
familj
family;
hewouldhaveclearlylikedto
sticka
stickout;
buttherewas
något
somethingaboutthelotofus
som
thatmeantmischief,andatlasthestruck.
The
nästa
nextthingwastogetthemoney;
och
andwheredoyouthinkhecarriedus
men
buttothatplacewiththedoor?—whippedouta
nyckel
key,wentin,andpresently
kom
camebackwiththematterof
tio
tenpoundsingoldanda
check
chequeforthebalanceonCoutts’s,drawnpayableto
bärare
bearerandsignedwitha
namn
namethatIcan’tmention,thoughit’soneofthepointsofmy
berättelse
story,butitwasa
namn
nameatleastverywellknown
och
andoftenprinted.
Thefigurewas
styv
stiff;
butthesignaturewas
bra
goodformorethanthatifitwas
bara
onlygenuine.
Itookthelibertyofpointing
ut
outtomygentlemanthatthewholebusiness
såg
lookedapocryphal,andthata
man
mandoesnot,inreallife,
gå
walkintoacellardoorat
fyra
fourinthemorningand
komma
comeoutwithanotherman’s
check
chequeforcloseupona
hundra
hundredpounds.
Buthewas
ganska
quiteeasyandsneering.
‘Setyourmindatrest,’
säger
sayshe,‘Iwillstaywithyoutillthebanks
öppnar
openandcashthechequemyself.’Soweallsetoff,thedoctor,
och
andthechild’sfather,andour
vän
friendandmyself,andpassedthe
resten
restofthenightinmychambers;
och
andnextday,whenwe
hade
hadbreakfasted,wentina
kropp
bodytothebank.
Igavein
det
thechequemyself,andsaidI
hade
hadeveryreasontobelieveitwas
en
aforgery.
Notabitofit.
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,
firade
celebratedtoo,and(whatmakesitworse)oneofyourfellowswho
gör
dowhattheycallgood.
Utpressning
Blackmail,Isuppose;
anhonest
man
manpayingthroughthenosefor
några
someofthecapersofhisyouth.
Black
Mail
MailHouseiswhatI
kallar
calltheplacewiththe
dörren
door,inconsequence.
Thougheven
att
that,youknow,isfarfrom
förklara
explainingall,”headded,and
med
withthewordsfellinto
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’slikestarting
en
astone.
Yousitquietlyonthe
toppen
topofahill;
and
bort
awaythestonegoes,startingothers;
och
andpresentlysomeblandold
fågel
bird(thelastyouwould
ha
havethoughtof)isknockedontheheadinhis
egen
ownbackgardenandthefamily
ha
havetochangetheirname.
No
sir
sir,Imakeita
regel
ruleofmine:
themoreit
ser
lookslikeQueerStreet,the
mindre
lessIask.”
“Avery
bra
goodrule,too,”saidthelawyer.
“ButI
har
havestudiedtheplaceformyself,”
fortsatte
continuedMr.Enfield.
“Itseems
knappt
scarcelyahouse.
Thereisno
annan
otherdoor,andnobodygoesin
eller
oroutofthatonebut,
en gång
onceinagreatwhile,thegentlemanofmy
äventyr
adventure.
Therearethreewindowslookingon
det
thecourtonthefirst
våningen
floor;
nonebelow;
thewindowsare
alltid
alwaysshutbutthey’reclean.
Och
Andthenthereisa
skorsten
chimneywhichisgenerallysmoking;
so
någon
somebodymustlivethere.
And
ändå
yetit’snotsosure;
forthebuildingsaresopackedtogetheraboutthe
hovet
court,thatit’shardto
säga
saywhereoneendsandanotherbegins.”
Thepair
gick
walkedonagainforawhilein
tystnad
silence;
andthen“Enfield,”saidMr.Utterson,“that’s
en
agoodruleofyours.”
“Yes,I
tror
thinkitis,”returnedEnfield.
“Butfor
allt
allthat,”continuedthelawyer,“there’sonepointI
vill
wanttoask.
Iwantto
fråga
askthenameofthat
mannen
manwhowalkedoverthechild.”
“Well,”
sa
saidMr.Enfield,“Ican’t
se
seewhatharmitwould
göra
do.
Itwasamanof
det
thenameofHyde.”
“Hm,”
sa
saidMr.Utterson.
“Whatsortofa
man
manishetosee?”
“Heisnoteasyto
beskriva
describe.
Thereissomethingwrong
med
withhisappearance;
somethingdispleasing,
något
somethingdown-rightdetestable.
Inever
sett
sawamanIso
ogillade
disliked,andyetIscarce
vet
knowwhy.
Hemustbedeformedsomewhere;
he
ger
givesastrongfeelingofdeformity,
även om
althoughIcouldn’tspecifythepoint.
He’sanextraordinarylooking
man
man,andyetIreally
kan
cannamenothingoutofthe
vägen
way.
No,sir;
Ican
göra
makenohandofit;
Ican’t
beskriva
describehim.
Andit’snotwantof
minne
memory;
forIdeclareI
kan
canseehimthismoment.”
Mr.
Uttersonagain
gick
walkedsomewayinsilence
och
andobviouslyunderaweightof
övervägande
consideration.
“Youaresureheused
en
akey?”
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,your
berättelse
talehasgonehome.
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.
Utterson
suckade
sigheddeeplybutsaidnever
ett
aword;
andtheyoung
mannen
manpresentlyresumed.
“Hereis
en annan
anotherlessontosaynothing,”said
han
he.
“Iamashamedofmylong
tunga
tongue.
Letusmakeabargain
aldrig
nevertorefertothisagain.”
“Withallmyheart,”
sa
saidthelawyer.
SEARCHFORMR.HYDE
ThateveningMr.Utterson
kom
camehometohisbachelorhouseinsombrespirits
och
andsatdowntodinnerwithoutrelish.
Itwashiscustomof
en
aSunday,whenthismealwas
över
over,tositclosebythe
elden
fire,avolumeofsome
torr
drydivinityonhisreadingdesk,
tills
untiltheclockoftheneighbouring
kyrkan
churchrangoutthehouroftwelve,
när
whenhewouldgosoberly
och
andgratefullytobed.
On
här
thisnighthowever,assoonas
den
theclothwastakenaway,he
tog
tookupacandleand
gick
wentintohisbusinessroom.
Therehe
öppnade
openedhissafe,tookfromthe
mest
mostprivatepartofita
dokument
documentendorsedontheenvelopeasDr.Jekyll’sWill
och
andsatdownwithacloudedbrowto
studera
studyitscontents.
Thewillwasholograph,forMr.Uttersonthoughhe
tog
tookchargeofitnowthatitwasmade,
hade
hadrefusedtolendtheleast
hjälp
assistanceinthemakingofit;
itprovidednot
bara
onlythat,incaseof
det
thedeceaseofHenryJekyll,M.D.,D.C.L.,L.L.D.,F.R.S.,etc.,allhispossessionsweretopassinto
det
thehandsofhis“friend
och
andbenefactorEdwardHyde,”butthatincaseofDr.Jekyll’s“disappearance
eller
orunexplainedabsenceforany
period
periodexceedingthreecalendarmonths,”
det
thesaidEdwardHydeshouldstepinto
det
thesaidHenryJekyll’sshoeswithoutfurther
fördröjning
delayandfreefromanyburthen
eller
orobligationbeyondthepaymentof
en
afewsmallsumsto
det
themembersofthedoctor’shousehold.
Detta
Thisdocumenthadlongbeenthelawyer’seyesore.
It
förolämpade
offendedhimbothasa
advokat
lawyerandasaloverofthesane
och
andcustomarysidesoflife,towhomthefancifulwastheimmodest.
Och
Andhithertoitwashis
okunnighet
ignoranceofMr.Hydethat
hade
hadswelledhisindignation;
now,by
en
asuddenturn,itwashis
kunskap
knowledge.
Itwasalreadybad
nog
enoughwhenthenamewasbut
ett
anameofwhichhe
kunde
couldlearnnomore.
Itwas
värre
worsewhenitbegantobeclotheduponwithdetestableattributes;
och
andoutoftheshifting,insubstantialmists
som
thathadsolongbaffledhis
öga
eye,thereleapedupthesudden,definitepresentmentof
en
afiend.
“Ithoughtitwasmadness,”he
sa
said,ashereplacedthe
motbjudande
obnoxiouspaperinthesafe,“and
nu
nowIbegintofearitisdisgrace.”
Withthathe
blåste
blewouthiscandle,puton
en
agreatcoat,andsetforthin
den
thedirectionofCavendishSquare,thatcitadelofmedicine,wherehis
vän
friend,thegreatDr.Lanyon,
hade
hadhishouseandreceivedhiscrowdingpatients.
“If
någon
anyoneknows,itwillbeLanyon,”he
hade
hadthought.
Thesolemnbutler
kände
knewandwelcomedhim;