And in the meantime, if you can sit and talk with me of other things, for God's sake, stay and do so but if you cannot keep clear of this accursed topic, then, in God's name, go, for I cannot bear it." As soon as he got home, Utterson sat down and wrote to Jekyll, complaining of his exclusion from the house, and asking the cause of this unhappy break with Lanyon and the next day brought him a long answer, often very pathetically worded, and sometimes darkly mysterious in drift. "Some day, Utterson, after I am dead, you may perhaps come to learn the right and wrong of this. "I am not surprised at that," was the reply. " We are three very old friends, Lanyon we shall not live to make others." "Nothing can be done," returned Lanyon "ask himself." "He will not see me," said the lawyer. Utterson and then after a considerable pause, "Can't I do anything?" he inquired. "I am quite done with that person and I beg that you will spare me any allusion to one whom I regard as dead." "Tut-tut," said Mr. Jekyll," he said in a loud, unsteady voice. "Have you seen him?"īut Lanyon's face changed, and he held up a trembling hand. I sometimes think if we knew all, we should be more glad to get away." "Jekyll is ill, too," observed Utterson. Well, life has been pleasant I liked it yes, sir, I used to like it. "I have had a shock," he said, "and I shall never recover. "Yes," he thought "he is a doctor, he must know his own state and that his days are counted and the knowledge is more than he can bear." And yet when Utterson remarked on his ill-looks, it was with an air of greatness that Lanyon declared himself a doomed man. It was unlikely that the doctor should fear death and yet that was what Utterson was tempted to suspect. The rosy man had grown pale his flesh had fallen away he was visibly balder and older and yet it was not so much, these tokens of a swift physical decay that arrested the lawyer's notice, as a look in the eye and quality of manner that seemed to testify to some deep-seated terror of the mind. He had his death-warrant written legibly upon his face. There at least he was not denied admittance but when he came in, he was shocked at the change which had taken place in the doctor's appearance. The fifth night he had in Guest to dine with him and the sixth he betook himself to Dr. "The doctor was confined to the house," Poole said, "and saw no one." On the 15th, he tried again, and was again refused and having now been used for the last two months to see his friend almost daily, he found this return of solitude to weigh upon his spirits. On the 12th, and again on the 14th, the door was shut against the lawyer. On the 8th of January Utterson had dined at the doctor's with a small party Lanyon had been there and the face of the host had looked from one to the other as in the old days when the trio were inseparable friends.
He was busy, he was much in the open air, he did good his face seemed to open and brighten, as if with an inward consciousness of service and for more than two months, the doctor was at peace. He came out of his seclusion, renewed relations with his friends, became once more their familiar guest and entertainer and whilst he had always been known for charities, he was now no less distinguished for religion. Now that that evil influence had been withdrawn, a new life began for Dr. The death of Sir Danvers was, to his way of thinking, more than paid for by the disappearance of Mr. Utterson began to recover from the hotness of his alarm, and to grow more at quiet with himself. From the time he had left the house in Soho on the morning of the murder, he was simply blotted out and gradually, as time drew on, Mr. Much of his past was unearthed, indeed, and all disreputable: tales came out of the man's cruelty, at once so callous and violent of his vile life, of his strange associates, of the hatred that seemed to have surrounded his career but of his present whereabouts, not a whisper. Hyde had disappeared out of the ken of the police as though he had never existed. Lanyon TIME ran on thousands of pounds were offered in reward, for the death of Sir Danvers was resented as a public injury but Mr.
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