小说_Dr.Jekyll.and.Mr.Hyde_化身博士.doc

Dr. Jekyll and Mr.Hyde-Auther: Robert Louis Stevenson,1850-1894British writer of essays, poetry, and novels, most notably Treasure Island (1883), The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde (1886), and Kidnapped (1886).Adapter: Edgar Melville-01/11/2009 - 01/16/2009-CHAPTER ONE A Terrible SceneCHAPTER TWO BlackmailCHAPTER THREE A Strange WillCHAPTER FOUR Mr. Hyde and Mr. SeekCHAPTER FIVE Blackmail or Murder?CHAPTER SIX A Lawyers PromiseCHAPTER SEVEN Detective NewcombCHAPTER EIGHT Hydes DisappearanceCHAPTER NINE Hydes LetterCHAPTER TEN A Study of Two HandwritingsCHAPTER ELEVEN Dr. Lanyons Last DaysCHAPTER TWELVE Conversation from the WindowCHAPTER THIRTEEN The Search for a Strange MedicineCHAPTER FOURTEEN The Office DoorCHAPTER FIFTEEN Where Is Jekyll?CHAPTER SIXTEEN Lanyons LetterCHAPTER SEVENTEEN The Twins of Good and EvilCHAPTER EIGHTEEN The Man Who Died Twice-CHAPTER ONE A Terrible SceneOne sunny Sunday morning in London, two well-dressed men were about to across a street. They were Mr. Gabriel John Utterson, a lawyer, and his young cousin, Richard Enfield. Suddenly, a carriage with houses came up beside them, and the cabman leaned down from his seat, waving his whip.“Good morning, gentlemen,” the cabman called with a hopeful smile. “Are you going to church on this fine Sunday? Ill take you there in two moments or less!”Mr. Utterson never spoke unless it was important. He frowned at the cabman, and motioned with his hand for him to go away. But Richard gave the man a friendly smile and shook his head.“No, my good man, we are out for a walk, which we take every Sunday. Thats the way to see interesting things in London.”They crossed a few streets and soon found themselves in a dirty-looking neighbourhood. Slowly they walked down a small street full of shops. Mr. Utterson stopped to look at some interesting objects sitting in a store window.Suddenly Richard touched his arm and spoke in a serious sounding voice. “Do you see that door across the street, Cousin? That door reminds me of something very strange that happened to me.”Mr. Utterson looked at the old door with the fading paint. It belonged to a two-story building that was one of several built around a courtyard. Because there were no windows at the front of the buildings, it looked strange and a little frightening.Mr. Utterson was usually not interested in strange stories, but now he became curious. “Really? What does the door remind you of?”Richard took him away from the store and spoke very softly. “I was coming home alone from a party on a dark winter night. There were some lights in the street, but no people. Everyone was asleep, and I heard only my own footsteps. Not far from here, as I neared a corner, I suddenly saw two people. One, coming up one street, was a little girl, running as hard as she could. And coming up an alley on the side was a short, dark shadow of a man, walking quickly. I saw they were going to run into meet or find by chance each other at the corner, but there was nothing I could do. It happened very fast. They hit one another, and the child was knocked off her feet. I heard her cry out in pain. By that time, I was running toward them to help in any way that I could.”Richard did not notice his cousin looking almost frightened as he listened to the story. If he had noticed, he would have stopped talking, and been amazed, for Gabriel John Utterson rarely showed his emotions, even to his many friends.Richard spoke faster now, his eyes flashing with anger. “The man had the wind knocked out of him for a moment. But instead of picking the child up, he crushed her with his feet! You may find it hard to believe, Cousin, but I swear it is true! He stepped right on her and over her, and continued to walk away! The childs screams were terrible. I ran after the man and grabbed him by his coat. The face he showed me was hideous despicable and ugly. For a terrible moment, I wondered if this was a man or an animal!”CHAPTER TWO Blackmail“Did this this man try to fight with you?” asked Mr. Utterson.“No,” answered Richard. “He did not seem to care at all. He did not resist me as I took him back to the child. By this time, a group of people had gathered around her, because they had heard her screams. They were the childs family, who lived two houses down from the corner. Luckily, a doctor soon joined the group. The little girl had been sent to get him, because her mother was sick. He told us that she was only hurt a little, but she was of course badly frightened.”“All this time I kept a tight hold on the man. He seemed so ugly and frightening to me that I hated to touch him. I could see the others hated him too, for his appearance as well as for what he had done. Even the doctor, who is accustomed to terrible sights, would not go near him.”“Why? Was he deformed?” asked Mr. Utterson. “Or scarred on his face?”Richard shook him head. “No, but there was a feeling of deformity about him. He looked like everyone else and yet he did not. There was something strange and horrible about his appearance. He seemed like an evil animal on the inside. I cannot speak more clearly than that. Perhaps his nature was evil, so that he made others hate and fear him. I do not know.”“But what about the door? You said your adventure involved that door across the street,” said the lawyer, who was good at getting people to tell their stories quickly.“Yes, Im coming to that,” said Richard. “We were all so angry that we promised to destroy his name in London society. We told him we would tell everyone what he had done. Then the man became rather frightened, although he tried to hide it. At last he offered money to the childs family. At first it was only a few pounds, but finally we made him give the family one hundred pounds. In return, we would say nothing. Of course, he was not carrying so much money on him. So he took the childs father, the doctor and me to the door we are looking at now. He took out a key, opened the door, and went in. When he came out, he had ten pounds in gold and the other ninety pounds in a check.”“But here, cousin, is the mystery, for the check was signed by a very well-known man! I will not tell you his name, because he is a very important man in his profession. He is also respected for his goodness and good deeds.”“Of course, we said we thought that the check must be a fake one. But this man said he could stay with us until the bank opened in the morning and then take us with him so he could cash the check in our presence.”Mr. Uttersons face was sad as he turned away from his cousin and said, “The check was good, I am sure.”“Yes,” said Richard eagerly. “I was coming to that. Well, by this time it was early morning. I took everyone back to my rooms, gave them breakfast, and then we went together to the bank. The bank gave the strange man the money without arguing. The he calmly gave the money to the childs father, as if he gave away a hundred pounds every day. But since it was not his money, I am sure he did not care!“So I call that house across the street Blackmail House. That door must be an underground entrance to the home of this important, good gentleman that I cannot name. This evil person must have some control over the gentleman. In short, he must be blackmailing him!”After this interesting end to the talk, Richard stopped talking. The two men continued walking along the street. But Mr. Utterson wanted to know more.“Did you try to find out why the gentleman was being blackmailed?” he asked. His voice was as calm as always, but Richard could see he was interested.“No,” said Richard. “I didnt want to know any more about it. One day, I saw the address of that important gentleman in the newspaper. It is in this neighbourhood, right in this area. If that old door leads into his house somehow, I dont want to know for sure. The houses in that courtyard are so close together; it is hard to separate one house from another. If the gentleman has a guilty secret, which he pays the ugly man to keep hidden, then I am certainly not the person to try and find it out.” Richard nodded this head, happy with himself.Mr. Utterson was not done yet. “You are sure the blackmailer used a key?” he asked. His voice sounded like a lawyers voice, as if be were in the courtroom.“Cousin, I have told you so,” answered Richard, surprised that Utterson doubted him. “In fact, I walked by here last week and saw him use the key again to open that door! Oh, he has a key, make no mistake about that.”Mr. Utterson said quietly, “Richard, arent you surprised that I do not press you to tell me the name on the check?”“Yes, I am,” said the younger man. “I would be terribly curious if I were you. I suppose that as one grows older, one doesnt want any more surprises. Is that it?”Mr. Utterson shook his head. “No. I do not ask the name because I already know it.”Richard stood still. “You know it?”Mr. Utterson had continued walking and now he looked back, motioning Richard to follow. “Yes, Im afraid I do. I agree with your decision not to examine the matter more closely. You are right not to interfere in the lives of others. But also, perhaps, you should not pass on gossip, as you have done with me today.”Richard looked embarrassed. “You are right, of course. I talk too much. Well, I will promise you I shall never talk about this subject again. Do you approve of that?”The lawyer smiled at his young cousin with affection. “Yes, except for one thing. First, will you answer one question about the incident?”“Of course, cousin.” Richard thought his cousin looked pale.With a great effort, Mr. Utterson kept his voice calm and quiet as he asked, “Do you know the name of the man who entered that door with a key, the one who hurt the child?”“Yes, of course,” said Richard. “He told us this name was Mr. Hyde.”CHAPTER THREE A Strange WillUsually Mr. Utterson was in a good mood after his Sunday walks with his cousin. He liked his cousins happy personality and his interesting opinions. But tonight, Utterson was quiet and serious. Usually he ate all his dinner, but tonight he could not touch a bit. Later his cook wondered if she had not cooked the beef well enough!After dinner, the lawyer took a candle and went to his library. There, he opened a locked box and took out an envelope. The envelope read: “Dr. Jekylls Will.” Dr. Jekyll had written the will himself. When Jekyll first showed him the will, Utterson had been extremely surprised by the strange things that were written there. He was still very upset. Utterson was Jekylls good friend, so he had agreed to keep the will for him. He would show it to the courts, if it were ever necessary.Utterson put on his glasses. He did not want to read the strange will again, but he wanted to try to understand what was happening. The first part of the will was very normal. Utterson did not understand Jekylls connection with Mr. Hyde, but he could not tell his client who he should give his money to. This first part said that if Jekyll died, all his possessions and money should be given to his “dear friend, Edward Hyde.”It was the second part of the will that frightened Utterson. This part said that in case of Doctor Jekylls “disappearance of more than three months,” Edward Hyde should immediately take everything Jekyll owned. Hyde would have to pay the servants some money but then he would have no responsibilities. He could do whatever he wanted with Jekylls things!Mr. Utterson did not understand this strange situation. Tonight, as he read these pages, he became even more worried. He was worried because he had just learned that Edward Hyde was an evil man, a criminal. Utterson sighed and put the will away, wishing he could do something about the terrible situation.“Why did Jekyll write about his own disappearance?” thought the lawyer to himself. He remembered that his cousin Richard thought that Dr. Jekyll was being blackmailed, and he wondered if it was true. “Is something or someone going to make Henry Jekyll disappear?” he asked himself. Because Jekyll was a good friend, Utterson was quite upset by the story Richard had told him that morning. “Perhaps Lanyon can help me to understand Henrys actions.”In college, Uterson, Jekyll, and a man named Hastie Lanyon had all been close friends. The three men had done everything together. Lanyon was now a successful doctor.Utterson got his coat and quickly walked to Lanyons large house in Cavendish Square.Dr. Lanyon was still at the dinner table, relaxing and drinking wine. He was happy to see Utterson, and made Utterson feel better because he was so loud and cheerful. Utterson was a very quiet man, and he did not often like loud people. But Lanyon was the one person Utterson liked and trusted more than any other. A servant brought Utterson a glass of wine, and then the two men sat down in comfortable chairs.Utterson did not want to waste any time. “Lanyon, I think that you and I are Henry Jekylls two oldest friends.” he said.“I wish we were all younger!” said Lanyon with a laugh. “But anyway, I havent seen Henry in a long time.”“Really?” said Utterson, surprised. “I thought you would spend a lot of time together, since you are both men of science.”Lanyon looked upset. “We were close friends,” he said quietly. “But for many years now, I have watched Jekyll become more and more strange. Too strange for me! I do not like his ideas. His whole personality has become very unpleasant to me.”Utterson drank some of the fine old wine, but he still felt worried. “What do you mean, Jekyll is strange?” he asked.Lanyon suddenly became angry. “He is not a scientist anymore. He thinks about such stupid things!” he said loudly. “I cannot be his friend any more.”Utterson felt relieved, and he thought to himself, “I understand. Lanyon and Jekyll do not agree about some scientific subject. The argument isnt personal.” He wanted to make sure his guess was right, however, so Utterson waited until Lanyon had drunk some more wine. Then he asked the question he had wanted to ask.“Lanyon, did you ever meet a man named Edward Hyde? He is a good friend of Jekylls,” he said.Lanyon thought for a moment. “No, Ive never heard of him.”Utterson felt better. Lanyon had never heard of Hyde, so perhaps he was not so important after all. And Lanyon had heard no bad news about Jekyll. The two friends talked about other things for a while, and then Utterson left. He did not know that this was the last time he would see his old friend Lanyon healthy and smiling. His death was near.CHAPTER FOUR Mr. Hyde and Mr. SeekEven though his visit with Lanyon made him feel better, Utterson did not sleep well. He had the same bad dreams over and over. In his dreams, he saw a child running down a dark, dirty street. A man was walking fast, and the two hit each other. Then the child was on the ground, with the man stepping on her while she screamed. Then Utterson had another dream. He saw Henry Jekyll asleep in his large, comfortable bedroom. Suddenly, the curtains around the bed opened, and a long arm, covered with hair, reached in. The hand had long, dirty broken fingernails, like an ape! Then Jekyll was sitting at his desk, being forced to write a check for ninety pounds by a man standing over him. The man wore black clothing, and Utterson could not see his face, but he knew it was Edward Hyde.The next morning, Utterson decided he had to see this man Hyde himself, no matter what happened.“Sometimes, when the facts are found, a mystery will disappear,” Utterson thought. “So if I go to talk to Hyde, I might understand why Jekyll wants to give him everything in his will. I also want to meet Hyde for two other reasons. My cousin Richard hates him, and Richard likes everybody! Also, he has no kindness for children!”During the next few weeks, Mr. Utterson went to the street where “Blackmail House” was whenever he could. He would stand by the old door in the early mornings and late at night, waiting for the mysterious man. With a secret smile, Utterson said to himself, “If he is Mr. Hyde, then I shall be Mr. Seek.”Finally the meeting came. It was a clear night, and the air was beginning to get cold. Winter was coming. The shops near “Blackmail House” were closed, and Utterson was alone in the small, dark street. It was ten oclock, and Utterson was about to give up and go home for the night. Suddenly he heard a strange, light footstep. Utterson felt a chill all over his body. He had a feeling that the man he was looking for was finally here. Just in time, Utterson stepped back into the darkness of the houses courtyard. A small, dark man crossed the street, went to the door and took out a key.Mr. Utterson came out of the dark and said loudly, “Hello! You are Mr. Hyde, I think?”CHAPTER FIVE Blackmail or Murder?Mr. Hyde looked up in surprise. His mouth opened and he made a hissing sound, like a snake. He said coldly, “You surprised me, sir. Hyde is my name. What do you want?” His voice was rough. His eyes looked at Uttersons face quickly, but he kept his head turned away, as if he did not want Utterson to look at him.“I saw that you were about to enter this house,” answered Utterson. He tried to keep his voice calm cheerful. “My name is Gabriel John Utterson, and I am Jekylls friend and lawyer. You have probably heard of me. I was about to visit the doctor, and I thought you might let me inside the house?”“Dr. Jekyll is not at home. How do you know me?” Hyde asked. He was still looing away from Utterson.“Lets make an agreement.” said Utterson. “I will answer your question, if you will let me see your face.”