The producers news. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1918-1937, 1929-07-26
The Strange Case of
DR.. JEKYLL and MR.. HYDE
By r. L. Stevenson

| chambers to all sorts and condi-
tons of men: map engravers, ar
chitects, shady lawyers, and the
agents of obscure enterprises. One
house, however, second from the
corner, was still occupied entire;
and at the door of this, which wore
great air of wealth and comfort,
though it was now plunged in
darkness except for the fanlight,
Mr.. Utterson stopped and knock
ed. A well-dressed, elderly SER
want opened the door.
as DR.. Jekyll at home, Poole ?"
asked the lawyer.
81 will see, Mr.. Utterson," said
Poole, admitting the visitor as he
spoke, into a large, low-rOofed,
comfortable hall, paved with flags,
warmed CATER the fashion of
country house) by bright, open
fire, and furnished with costly cab
inets of oak. "Will you wait here
by the fire, sir? or shall | give
you a light TN the dining-roOm?"
Here, thank you," said the law
yer, and he drew near and leaned
on the tall fender. This hall. in
which he was now left alone, was
pet fancy of his friend the doc
tors; and the pleasantest room in
LONDON. But tonight there was
shudder in his blood; the face of
Hyde sat heavy On mis- memory; he
felt (what is rare with him) a
nausea and distaste of life; and in
the gloom of his spirits, he seemed
to read a menace in the Pickering
of the freight on the polished
cabinets and the uneasy starting
of the shadow on the roof. He was
ashamed of his relief, when Poole
presently returned to announced
that DR.. Jekyll was gone out.
81 saw Mr.. Hyde go in by the
old dissecting door, Poole" he said.
as that right, when DIR. Jekyll is
from home?"
"Quite right, Mr.. Utterson, sir"
"Mr. Hyde has key"
eyes, sir, he GO, indeed" said
Poole. eve have all orders to
obey him."
81 do not think l ever met Mr..
Hyde?" asked UttersOn.
ooh, dear, no sir. He never
lines here" replied the butler. Gin
deed, we see very little of him on
this side of the house; he mostly
comes and goes by the laboraotry."
"Well, goodnight, Poole"
Goodnight, Mr.. Utterson."
And the lawyer set out home
ward with a very heavy heart. |
"Poor Harry Kekyll," he thought,
"my mind misgives he he is in
deep water! He was wild when he
was young-a long while ago, to
be sure; but in the law of God
there is no statute of limitations.
Ay, it must be that, the ghost of
some old sin, the cancer of some
concealed disgrace: punishment
coming, pede CLAUDIO, years after
memory has forgotten, and self
love condoned the fault" And the
lawyer, scared by the thought,
brooded awhile on his own past,
cropping in all the corners of mem
DRY, lest by chance, some Jack-in-
the-Box of an old iniquity should
leap to light there. His past was
fairly blameless; few men could
read the rolls of their life with less
apprehension; yet he was humbled
to the dust by the many ill things
he had done, and raised up again
into sober and fearful gratitude
by the Nancy that he had come so
near to doing, yet avoided. And
then, by return on his former
subject, he conceived a spark of
hope. "This Master Hyde, if he
were studied" thought he, "must
have secrets of his own-black Sc
crets, by the look of him; secrets
compared to which poor Jekyll's
worst would be like sunshine.
Things cannot continue as they
are. 1t turns me cold to think of
this creature stealing like a thief
to Harry's bedside; poor Harry.
what a Weakening! And the danger
OF it; for if this Hyde suspects the
evidence of the will, he may grow
impatient to inherit! Ay, l must
put my shoulder to the wheel, if
Jekyll will but let me-" he added,
If Jekyll will only let me-" For
once more he saw before his minds
eye, as clear as a transparency,