may step into the court and take a look at the windows. To tell you the
truth, I am uneasy about poor Jekyll; and even outside, I feel as if
the presence of a friend might do him good.
The court was very cool and a little damp, and full of premature
twilight, although the sky, high up overhead, was still bright with
sunset. The middle one of the three windows was half-way open; and
sitting close beside it, taking the air with an infinite sadness of
mien, like some disconsolate prisoner, Utterson saw Dr. Jekyll.
What! Jekyll! Jekyll! he cried. I trust you are better.
I am very low, Utterson, replied the doctor drearily, very low. It
will not last long, thank God.
You stay too much indoors, said the lawyer. You should be out,
whipping up the circulation like Mr. Enfield and me. (This is my
cousin Mr. Enfield Dr. Jekyll.) Come now; get your hat and take a quick
turn with us.
You are very good, sighed the other. I should like to very much; but
no, no, no, it is quite impossible; I dare not. But indeed, Utterson, I
am very glad to see you; this is really a great pleasure; I would ask
you and Mr. Enfield up, but the place is really not fit.
Why, then, said the lawyer, good-naturedly, the best thing we can do
is to stay down here and speak with you from where we are.
That is just what I was about to venture to propose, returned the
doctor with a smile. But the words were hardly uttered, before the
smile was struck out of his face and succeeded by an expression of such
abject terror and despair, as froze the very blood of the two gentlemen
below. They saw it but for a glimpse for the window was instantly
thrust down; but that glimpse had been sufficient, and they turned and
left the court without a word. In silence, too, they traversed the
by-street; and it was not until they had come into a neighbouring
thoroughfare, where even upon a Sunday there were still some stirrings
of life, that Mr. Utterson at last turned and looked at his companion.
They were both pale; and there was an answering horror in their eyes.
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