DR. LANYONS NARRATIVE（第2页）

iputhimback，consciousathistouchofacertainicypangalongmyblood."e，sir，"saidi."youforgetthatihavenotyetthepleasureofyouracquaintance.beseated，ifyouplease."gregmarkfortherecordofinfringementofcopyrightjustincase.andishowedhimanexample，andsatdownmyselfinmycustomaryseatandwithasfairanimitationofmyordinarymannertoapatient，asthelatenessofthehour，thenatureofmypre-oupations，andthehorrorihadofmyvisitor，wouldsuffermetomuster.

"ibegyourpardon，dr.lanyon，"herepliedcivillyenough."whatyousayisverywellfounded;andmyimpatiencehasshownitsheelstomypoliteness.iehereattheinstanceofyourcolleague，dr.henryjekyll，onapieceofbusinessofsomement;andiunderstood…"hepausedandputhishandtohisthroat，andicouldsee，inspiteofhiscollectedmanner，thathewaswrestlingagainsttheapproachesofthehysteria—"iunderstood，adrawer…"

buthereitookpityonmyvisitorssuspense，andsomeperhapsonmyowngrowingcuriosity.

"thereitis，sir，"saidi，pointothedrawer，whereitlayonthefloorbehindatableandstillcoveredwiththesheet.

hesprangtoit，andthenpaused，andlaidhishanduponhisheart:icouldhearhisteethgratewiththeconvulsiveactionofhisjaws;andhisfacewassoghastlytoseethatigrewalarmedbothforhislifeandreason.

"poseyourself，"saidi.

heturnedadreadfulsmiletome，andasifwiththedecisionofdespair，p露ckedawaythesheet.atsightofthecontents，heutteredoneloudsobofsuchimmensereliefthatisatpetrified.andthenextment，inavoicethatwasalreadyfairlywel露ndercontrol，"haveyouagraduatedglass?"heasked.

irosefrommyplacewithsomethingofaneffortandgavehimwhatheasked.

hethankedmewithasmilingnod，measuredoutafewminimsoftheredtinctureandaddedoneofthepowders.themixture，whichwasatfirstofareddishhue，began，inproportionasthecrystalsmelted，tobrightenincolour，toeffervesceaudibly，andtothrowoffsmallfumesofvapour.suddenlyandatthesamement，theebullitionceasedandthepoundchangedtoadarkpurple，whichfadedagainreslowlytoawaterygreen.myvisitor，whohadwatchedthesemetarphoseswithakeeneye，smiled，setdowntheglassuponthetable，andthenturnedandlookeduponmewithanairofscrutiny.

"andnow，"saidhe，"tosettlewhatremains.willyoubewise?willyoubeguided?willyousuffermetotakethisglassinmyhandandtogoforthfromyourhousewithoutfurtherparley?orhasthegreedofcuriositytoomuchmandofyou?thinkbeforeyouanswer，foritshallbedoneasyoudecide.asyoudecide，youshallbeleftasyouwerebefore，andneitherrichernorwiser，unlessthesenseofservicerenderedtoamaninrtaldistressmaybecountedasakindofrichesofthesoul.or，ifyoushallsoprefertochoose，anewprovinceofknowledgeandnewavenuestofameandpowershallbelaidopentoyou，here，inthisroom，upontheinstant;ertheunbeliefofsatan."

"sir，"saidi，affecacoolnessthatiwasfarfromtrulypossessing，"youspeakenigmas，andyouwillperhapsnotwonderthatihearyouwithnoverystrongimpressionofbelief.butihavegooofarinthewayofinexplicableservicestopausebeforeiseetheend."

"itiswell，"repliedmyvisitor."lanyon，yourememberyourvows:whatfollowsisunderthesealofourprofession.andnow，youwhohavesolongbeenboundtothestnarrowandmaterialviews，youwhohavedeniedthevirtueoftranscendentalmedicine，youwhohavederidedyoursuperiors—behold!"

heputtheglasstohislipsanddrankatonegulp.acryfollowed;hereeled，ered，c露tchedatthetableandheldon，staringwithinjectedeyes，gaspingwithopenuth;andasilookedtherecame，ithought，achange—heseemedtoswell—hisfacebecamesuddenlyblackandthefeaturesseemedtomeltandalter—andthenextment，ihadsprungtomyfeetandleapedbackagainstthewall，myarmraisedtoshieldmefromthatprodigy，mymindsubmergedinterror.

"ogod!"iscreamed，and"ogod!"againandagain;fortherebeforemyeyes—paleandshaken，andhalf-fain，andgropingbeforehimwithhishands，likeamanrestoredfromdeath—therestoodhenryjekyll!

whathetoldmeinthenexthour，icannotbringmymindtosetonpaper.isawwhatisaw，iheardwhatiheard，andmysoulsickenedatit;andyetnowwhenthatsighthasfadedfrommyeyes，iaskmyselfifibelieveit，andicannotanswer.mylifeisshakentoitsroots;sleephasleftme;thedeadliestterrorsitsbymeatallhoursofthedayandnight;ifeelthatmydaysarenumbered，andthatimustdie;andyetishalldieincredulous.asfortheralturpitudethatmanunveiledtome，evenwithtearsofpenitence，icannot，eveninmery，dwellonitwithoutastartofhorror.iwillsaybutohing，utterson，andthat（ifyoucanbringyourmindtocreditit）willberethanenough.thecreaturewhocreptintomyhousethatnightwas，onjekyllsownconfession，knownbythenameofhydeand混tedforineverycornerofthelandasthemurdererofcarew.