Странная история доктора Джекила и мистера Хайда

Search for Mr. Hyde

           “GoodGod!”thoughtMr.Utterson,“canhe,too,havebeenthinkingofthewill?” Buthekepthisfeelingstohimselfandonlygruntedinacknowledgmentoftheaddress. 

           “Andnow,”saidtheother,“howdidyouknowme?” 

           “Bydescription,”wasthereply. 

           “Whosedescription?” 

           “Wehavecommonfriends,”saidMr.Utterson. 

           “Commonfriends?”echoedMr.Hyde,alittlehoarsely.“Whoarethey?” 

           “Jekyll,forinstance,”saidthelawyer. 

           “Henevertoldyou,”criedMr.Hyde,withaflushofanger. “Ididnotthinkyouwouldhavelied.” 

           “Come,”saidMr.Utterson,“thatisnotfittinglanguage.” 

           Theothersnarledaloudintoasavagelaugh;andthenextmoment,withextraordinaryquickness,hehadunlockedthedooranddisappearedintothehouse. 

           ThelawyerstoodawhilewhenMr.Hydehadlefthim,thepictureofdisquietude. Thenhebeganslowlytomountthestreet,pausingeverysteportwoandputtinghishandtohisbrowlikeamaninmentalperplexity. 

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