2 Search for Mr. Hyde

Chapter 2 Search for Mr. Hyde That evening, Urterson sat in his house beside a crackling fire, gazing at a document in his hand. Urterson was a lawyer, and this document was the will he had written for his close friend Dr. Henry Jekyll. Its final line had occupied his thoughts for months, but never more so than tonight...

第二章寻找海德先生那天晚上，厄特森坐在家里噼啪作响的炉火旁，凝视着手里的一份文件。 厄特森是一名律师，这份文件是他为他的密友劳伦斯博士所写的遗嘱。 亨利·哲基尔。几个月来，这封信的最后一句一直占据着他的思想，但从来没有像今晚这样……

In the event of my death or disappearance, all of my possessions are to pass into the hands of Mr. Edward Hyde. Utterson had known Henry for most of his life, but had never heard the name Hyde before he read it in this will. And now here Hyde was again, in Enfield's terrible tale. What hold did such a fiend have over poor Henry? "If anyone knows," Utterson thought, "it will be Lanyon." An hour later, he arrived at the house of his friend Hastie Lanyon, a red-faced doctor with slicked silver hair. They sipped wine and spoke happily of old times. He and Lanyon were university friends, where they had both known Henry Jekyll.

如果我死亡或失踪，我所有的财产都将转交给爱德华·海德先生。 厄特森从小就认识亨利，但在这份遗嘱上读到海德这个名字之前，他从未听说过这个名字。 现在，海德又出现在恩菲尔德的可怕故事里了。 这样一个恶魔对可怜的亨利有什么影响？ “如果有人知道的话，”厄特森想，“那一定是兰宁。” 一个小时后，他来到了朋友海丝蒂·兰宁的家。海丝蒂·兰宁是一名医生，满脸通红，一头光滑的银发。 他们喝着酒，愉快地谈论着过去的时光。 他和兰宁是大学朋友，在那里他们都认识亨利·杰基尔。

"Did Henry ever mention a friend of his to you Lanyon?" Utterson asked. "A man named Edward Hyde?" "Hyde?" Lanyon said. "No, never heard of him. But I have not spoken to Henry for almost a year. We might both be doctors, but he began to speak such unscientific balderdash that I feared he had lost his mind. Now, let us talk of a happier subject..." But all Utterson could think of was that sinister name in Henry Jekyll's will. "If he is Mr. Hyde," the lawyer decided, "then I shall be Mr. Seek."

“亨利向你提过他的一个朋友兰宁吗？”Utterson问道。 “一个叫爱德华·海德的人？”“海德?”Lanyon说。 “不，从来没听说过他。但我已经快一年没和亨利说过话了。 我们可能都是医生，但他开始说一些不科学的胡言乱语，我担心他疯了。 现在，让我们谈谈比较愉快的话题吧……” 可是厄特森脑子里想的全是亨利·杰基尔遗嘱里那个邪恶的名字。 “如果他是海德先生，”律师决定，“那我就是希克先生。”

From that night on, Utterson began to haunt the door that Enfield had shown him. Before work in the morning and after work at night, he hid in an alley and waited for a glimpse of the mysterious fiend. At last, his patience was rewarded. Footsteps echoed along the foggy street. A hunched figure emerged from the gloom. Utterson stepped out, blocking the man's path. "Mr. Hyde I think?" he said. The man shrank back with a hissing intake of breath. His face remained hidden under the shadow of his crooked top hat. "How do you know me?" he snapped. "First," Utterson asked, "will you let me see your face?" Hyde hesitated, and then stepped closer to the street lamp. Utterson shivered when he saw the man in the light. It was hard to say what was wrong with him, just that there was something evil about his face. A line of spit hung from his mouth as he kept grinding his rotten teeth.

从那天晚上起，厄特森就开始在恩菲尔德指给他看的那扇门附近游荡。 早上上班前和晚上下班后，他躲在一条小巷里，等着看一眼那个神秘的恶魔。 最后，他的耐心得到了回报。 脚步声在雾蒙蒙的街道上回响。 一个驼背的身影从黑暗中出现。 厄特森走了出来，挡住了那人的去路。 “我想是海德先生吧？” 那人吸了一口气，缩了回去。 他的脸一直隐藏在他那顶歪歪扭扭的大礼帽的阴影下。 “你怎么认识我的？”他厉声问道。 “首先，”厄特森问，“你能让我看看你的脸吗？”海德犹豫了一下，然后向路灯走去。 厄特森看见灯光下的那个人，吓得直哆嗦。 很难说他有什么毛病，只知道他的脸上有一种邪恶的神情。 他不停地磨牙，嘴里吐着一口唾沫。

"Now," Hyde snarled. "Tell me how you know me?" "Henry Jekyll gave me your address." At this, Hyde broke into a savage laugh. He barged past Utterson, knocking the lawyer to the ground. The door slammed behind him as he disappeared into the house. Utterson sat on the cobbles, trying to calm his hammering heart. Poor Henry, he thought. What can this devil have over him?

“现在。”海德咆哮道。“告诉我你是怎么认识我的？”“亨利·杰基尔给了我你的地址。” 海德听了这话，狂笑起来。 他从厄特森身边冲过去，把律师撞倒在地。 当他消失在房子里时，门在他身后砰地关上了。 厄特森坐在鹅卵石上，想让他那颗怦怦直跳的心平静下来。 可怜的亨利，他想。这个魔鬼对他有什么把柄呢？