INCIDENT AT THE WINDOW（第1页）

itchancedonsunday，whenmr.uttersonwasonhisusualwalkwithmr.enfield，thattheirwaylayonceagainthroughtheby-street;andthatwhentheycameinfrontofthedoor，bothstoppedtogazeonit.

"well，"saidenfield，"thatstorysatanendatleast.weshallneverseereofmr.hyde."

"ihopenot，"saidutterson."didievertellyouthationcesawhim，andsharedyourfeelingofrepulsion?"

"itwasimpossibletodotheonewithouttheother，"returnedenfield."andbytheway，whatanassyoumusthavethoughtme，nottoknowthatthiswasabackwaytodr.jekylls!itwaspartlyyourownfaultthatifounditout，evenwhenidid."

"soyoufounditout，didyou?"saidutterson."butifthatbeso，wemaystepintothecourtandtakealookatthewindows.totellyouthetruth，iamuneasyaboutpoorjekyll;andevenoutside，ifeelasifthepresenceofafriendmightdohimgood."

thecourtwasverycoolandalittledamp，andfullofprematuretwilight，althoughthesky，highupoverhead，wasstillbrightwithsunset.themiddleoneofthethreewindowswashalf-wayopen;andsitclosebesideit，takingtheairwithaninfinitesadnessofmien，likesomedisconsolateprisoner，uttersonsawdr.jekyll.

"what!jekyll!"hecried."itrustyouarebetter."

"iamverylow，utterson，"repliedthedoctor，drearily，"verylow.itwillnotlastlong，thankgod."

"youstaytoomuchindoors，"saidthelawyer."youshouldbeout，whippingupthecirculationlikemr.enfieldandme.（thisismycousin—mr.enfield—drjekyll.）e，now;getyourhatandtakeaquickturnwithus."

"youareverygood，"sighedtheother."ishouldliketoverymuch;butno，no，no，itisquiteimpossible;idarenot.butindeed，utterson，iamverygladtoseeyou;thisisreallyagreatpleasure;iwouldaskyouandmr.enfieldup，buttheplaceisreallynotfit.

"whythen，"saidthelawyer，good-naturedly，"thebestthingwecandoistostaydownhereandspeakwithyoufromwhereweare."

"thatisjustwhatiwasabouttoventuretopropose，"returnedthedoctorwithasmile.butthewordswerehardl玉ttered，eededbyanexpressionofsuchabjectterroranddespair，asfrozetheverybloodofthetwogentlemenbelow.theysawitbutforaglimpse，forthewindowwasinstantlythrustdown;butthatglimpsehadbeensufficient，andtheyturnedandleftthecourtwithoutaword.insilence，too，theytraversedtheby-street;anditwasnotuntiltheyhadeintoaneighbouringthoroughfare，whereevenuponasundaytherewerestillsomestirringsoflife，thatmr.uttersonatlastturnedandlookedathispanion.theywerebothpale;andtherewasanansweringhorrorintheireyes.

"godforgiveus，godforgiveus，"saidmr.utterson.butmr.enfieldonlynoddedhisheadveryseriouslyandwalkedononcereinsilence.