The strange case of DrJekyll and MrHudeIllustrated by Charles Raymond Macauley . ous. 117 The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde Pull yourself together, Bradshaw, saidthe lawyer. This suspense, I know, is tell-ing upon all of you; but it is now our inten-tion to make an end of it. Poole, here, andI are going to force our way into the all is well, my shoulders are broad enoughto bear the blame. Meanwhile, lest anythingshould really be amiss, or any malefactor seekto escape by the back, you and the boy mustgo round the corner with a pair of goodsticks, and take your post at the l
The strange case of DrJekyll and MrHudeIllustrated by Charles Raymond Macauley . ous. 117 The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde Pull yourself together, Bradshaw, saidthe lawyer. This suspense, I know, is tell-ing upon all of you; but it is now our inten-tion to make an end of it. Poole, here, andI are going to force our way into the all is well, my shoulders are broad enoughto bear the blame. Meanwhile, lest anythingshould really be amiss, or any malefactor seekto escape by the back, you and the boy mustgo round the corner with a pair of goodsticks, and take your post at the laboratorydoor. We give you ten minutes to get toyour stations. As Bradshaw left, the lawyer looked at hiswatch. And now, Poole, let us get toours, he said; and taking the poker underhis arm, he led the way into the yard. Thescud had banked over the moon, and it wasnow quite dark. The wind, which onlybroke in puffs and draughts into that deepwell of building, tossed the light of the can-dle to and fro about their steps, until theycame into the shelter of the theatre, where 118. m .=. ^.•j-*** The Last Night they sat down silently to wait. Londonhummed solemnly all round ; but nearer athand, the stillness was only broken by thesounds of a footfall moving to and fro alongthe cabinet door. So it will walk all day, sir, whisperedPoole ; ay, and the better part of the when a new sample comes from thechemist, theres a bit of a break. Ah, its anill conscience thats such an enemy to rest!Ah, sir, theres blood foully shed in every stepof it ! But hark again, a little closer—putyour heart in your ears, Mr. Utterson, andtell me, is that the doctors foot? The steps fell lightly and oddly, with acertain swing, for all they went so slowly ; itwas different indeed from the heavy creakingtread of Henry Jekvll. Utterson sighed. Is there never anything else? he asked. Poole nodded. Once, he said. OnceI heard it weeping. Weeping: How that? said the lawyer,conscious of a sudden chill
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