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    Chapter 3

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    Dr. Jekyll Was Quite at Ease

    A fortnight later, by excellent good fortune, the doctor gave
    one of his pleasant dinners to some five or six old cronies, all
    intelligent, reputable men and all judges of good wine; and Mr.
    Utterson so contrived that he remained behind after the others had
    departed. This was no new arrangement, but a thing that had
    befallen many scores of times. Where Utterson was liked, he was
    liked well. Hosts loved to detain the dry lawyer, when the
    light-hearted and loose-tongued had already their foot on the
    threshold; they liked to sit a while in his unobtrusive company,
    practising for solitude, sobering their minds in the man's rich
    silence after the expense and strain of gaiety. To this rule, Dr.
    Jekyll was no exception; and as he now sat on the opposite side of
    the fire--a large, well-made, smooth-faced man of fifty, with
    something of a stylish cast perhaps, but every mark of capacity
    and kindness--you could see by his looks that he cherished for
    Mr. Utterson a sincere and warm affection.

    "I have been wanting to speak to you, Jekyll," began the
    latter. "You know that will of yours?"

    A close observer might have gathered that the topic was
    distasteful; but the doctor carried it off gaily. "My poor
    Utterson," said he, "you are unfortunate in such a client. I
    never saw a man so distressed as you were by my will; unless it
    were that hide-bound pedant, Lanyon, at what he called my
    scientific heresies. O, I know he's a good fellow--you needn't
    frown--an excellent fellow, and I always mean to see more of
    him; but a hide-bound pedant for all that; an ignorant, blatant
    pedant. I was never more disappointed in any man than Lanyon."

    "You know I never approved of it," pursued Utterson,
    ruthlessly disregarding the fresh topic.

    "My will? Yes, certainly, I know that," said the doctor, a
    trifle sharply. "You have told me so."

    "Well, I tell you so again," continued the lawyer. "I have
    been learning something of young Hyde."

    The large handsome face of Dr. Jekyll grew pale to the very
    lips, and there came a blackness about his eyes. "I do not care
    to hear more," said he. "This is a matter I thought we had agreed
    to drop."

    "What I heard was abominable," said Utterson.

    "It can make no change. You do not understand my position,"
    returned the doctor, with a certain incoherency of manner. "I am
    painfully situated, Utterson; my position is a very strange--a
    very strange one. It is one of those affairs that cannot be
    mended by talking."

    "Jekyll," said Utterson, "you know me: I am a man to be
    trusted. Make a clean breast of this in confidence; and I make no
    doubt I can get you out of it."

    "My good Utterson," said the doctor, "this is very good of
    you, this is downright good of you, and I cannot find words to
    thank you in. I believe you fully; I would trust you before any
    man alive, ay, before myself, if I could make the choice; but
    indeed it isn't what you fancy; it is not as bad as that; and just
    to put your good heart at rest, I will tell you one thing: the
    moment I choose, I can be rid of Mr. Hyde. I give you my hand
    upon that; and I thank you again and again; and I will just add
    one little word, Utterson, that I'm sure you'll take in good part:
    this is a private matter, and I beg of you to let it sleep."

    Utterson reflected a little, looking in the fire.

    "I have no doubt you are perfectly right," he said at last,
    getting to his feet.

    "Well, but since we have touched upon this business, and for
    the last time I hope," continued the doctor, "there is one point I
    should like you to understand. I have really a very great
    interest in poor Hyde. I know you have seen him; he told me so;
    and I fear he was rude. But I do sincerely take a great, a very
    great interest in that young man; and if I am taken away,
    Utterson, I wish you to promise me that you will bear with him and
    get his rights for him. I think you would, if you knew all; and
    it would be a weight off my mind if you would promise."

    "I can't pretend that I shall ever like him," said the lawyer.

    "I don't ask that," pleaded Jekyll, laying his hand upon the
    other's arm; "I only ask for justice; I only ask you to help him
    for my sake, when I am no longer here."

    Utterson heaved an irrepressible sigh. "Well," said he,
    "I promise."
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