Chapter 970:

Mr. Enfield and the lawyer are on the other side of the street. But when they were side by side with the entrance, the former raised his cane and pointed.
"Have you ever said that door?" he asked; when his companion replied affirmatively, "it is connected in my heart," he added, "with a very strange story."
"Really?" Mr. Utsen said, his voice changed slightly, "What is that?"
Mr. Enfield said: "Well, that's it. I came home from somewhere at the end of the world, about a black winter morning. At three o'clock, my road was part of the city. Except for the lights. , Almost can’t see anything. Street by street, all people are asleep – street by street, all the lights are lit like a parade, everything is empty like a church – until one listens and I listened and began to long for the police’s sight. Suddenly I saw two characters: one was a dwarf who tripped east while walking east, and the other was a girl about eight or ten years old, she was walking hard Crossroads. Well, sir, the two met naturally around the corner. Then the terrible part of the matter appeared; the man calmly trampled on the child's body, causing her screams to fall on the ground. It sounds nothing. Audible, but it makes people laugh to see it. It's not like a man. Like some swordsman. I gave some hallucinations, took my feet, put a collar on my gentleman, and then took him There are already many places about the screaming child. He was very calm and did not resist, but gave me a look, so ugly that it made me sweat like running. It turned out to be the girl’s family. Soon after, he was caught The doctor who was sent to her appeared in front of him. Well, according to Sawbone, the child has not gotten worse and more frightened. And you might think it will be an end. But there is a strange situation. I fell in love at first sight. My husband. The same is true for the child’s family, which is very natural. But the doctor’s illness is my shock. He is an ordinary pharmacist who cuts dry and does not have a specific age and skin color. Edinburgh has a strong accent, like The bagpipe is as fascinating. Well, sir, he is just like the rest of us. Every time he looks at my prisoner, I see the jagged teeth turn white, eager to kill him. I know what he thinks, just Like he knew what I thought. Without a doubt, we did the next one. We told this man that we might and will cause a scandal because of this, which should make his name smelly from the other side of London. If he has any Friends or any honor, we promise him that he should lose them. And every moment, when we sell in the hot weather, we try our best to keep these women away from him, because they are as wild as savages. I have never seen Such a hateful face. There is a man in the middle with a black cynicism-I can see that it is very scared-but sir, take it away, it really looks like Satan. He said: "If you choose from here I was naturally helpless to make money in this accident. He said there was no gentleman, but he wanted to avoid the scene. "Name your figure." Well, we screwed him a hundred pounds for the child's family. He wanted to stay; however, something in many of us meant a prank, and in the end he was taken aback. The next thing is to make money. Where do you think he took us but took the door to that place? — Took out a key, walked in, and came back with 10 pounds of gold and a check for Kurt’s balance, paid to the bearer, and signed with a name I can’t mention, even though this is my story One of the key points, but this is at least a well-known name, and it is often printed. Stiff body. But the signature is not only pure, but also has more uses. I took the liberty to point out to my husband that the entire business seemed to be forged, and in real life, no man walked into the basement door at four in the morning and took out another man’s check to close it. yuan. lb. But he was relaxed and mocking. He said: "Let you rest, I will stay with you until the bank opens and cash the check myself." Therefore, all of us, the doctor, the father of the child, our friends and myself set off to spend in my room. After the rest of the night. The next day, when we had breakfast, we walked into the bank. I gave the check myself, saying that I had good reason to believe it was forged. Not at all. The check is true. "
"Tsk tut!" Mr. Utterson said.
Mr. Enfield said: "I feel the same as me." "Yes, this is a bad story. Because my man is a helpless guy, a hateful man. The person who issues the check is pink in etiquette, Also highly praised, the one who made the situation worse. One of you did a good job. I think it was blackmail. An honest man who used his nose to buy his youthful excitement. Therefore, it is what I call the doorman Place. He added that even then you can’t explain everything. His words are vague.
Since then, when Mr. Utterson recalled him, he suddenly remembered: "And you don't know if the check drawer lives there?"
"Possible place, isn't it?" He returned to Mr. Enfield. "But I happened to notice his address; he lives in a square or other place."
"And you never asked where the door is?" Mr. Utterson said.
"No, sir; I have a delicious meal." I feel very strong about asking questions; it reflects the style of Judgment Day too much. You ask a question, it's like a stone. You sit quietly on the top of the mountain; the stone is gone and the others begin. Now, in his own back garden, there is an unremarkable old bird that you would think of was hit on the head last, and the family had to change its name. No, sir, I make it a rule of mine: the more it looks like Queer Street, the less I ask. "
The lawyer said: "This is also a good rule."
Mr. Enfield continued: "But I researched this place for myself." "There seems to be almost no house. There is no other door, no one enters or exits that door, but a gentleman who has taken my risk for a long time. On the first floor. There are three windows on the court. No below; the windows are always closed, but they are clean. Then there is a chimney, usually smoking. So someone must live there but it is not very sure. Because the building is neatly packed around the court Qi, so it’s hard to say one end to the end and the other end."
The two walked in silence for a while. Then there was "Enfield", Mr. Utterson said, "That is your good rule."
"Yes, I think so." Enfield replied.
The lawyer continued, "But there is one thing I want to ask. I want to ask the name of the man who walked by the child."
Mr. Enfield said: "Well, I don't see any harm in doing so. That's a man named Hyde."
"Well," Mr. Utterson said. "What kind of person does he want to meet?"
"He is not easy to describe. There is a problem with his appearance. Something unpleasant, something downright abomination. I have never seen such annoying person, but I don't know why. He must be deformed somewhere. Despite me Can’t explain the point, but he gives a strong sense of deformity. He is a man of extraordinary appearance, but I really can’t say anything. No, sir; I can’t control it. I can’t describe him. And it doesn’t. Need memory; because I announced that I can see him at this moment."
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