6 A face at the window

Chapter 6 A face at the window Time ran on, and the hunt for Edward Hyde continued all over London. Thousands of pounds were offered in reward. But he had no family, and no photographs had ever been taken of him. Those who had seen his face found that they could not really describe him, other than to agree that he was a detestable- looking man. As the weeks passed, Utterson thought less of Hyde, and more of Henry, who had become a new man. The doctor invited Utterson and Lanyon for dinner, and the three friends talked and laughed about old times. It was as if a dark cloud had lifted from over him.

时间飞快地流逝，寻找爱德华·海德的行动继续在伦敦全城展开。 悬赏了数千英镑。 但他没有家人，也没有人给他拍过照片。 那些见过他面孔的人发现，除了说他是个面目可憎的人之外，他们实在无法形容他。 几个星期过去了，厄特森对海德的思念少了，对亨利的思念多了，他已经换了一个人。 医生邀请厄特森和兰宁共进晚餐，三个朋友有说有笑地回忆起过去的时光。 就好像乌云从他头上散开了。

Then, two months later, the cloud returned. It was a crisp January evening, and Utterson was on one of his walks through the city. He decided to pay Henry a visit. But when he reached the doctor's house, Poole wouldn't let him in. "My master is confined to the house today," the butler said. "Is he sick?" Utterson asked. "Sir," Poole said, his face darkening, "I cannot say what is wrong with him." Worried, Utterson marched around to the back of the house. He called to the laboratory window, "Henry! Are you unwell?"

两个月后，乌云又回来了。 这是一月里一个清爽的晚上，厄特森正在城里散步。 他决定去拜访亨利。 但当他到达医生的家时，普尔不让他进去。 “我的主人今天被关在家里，”管家说。 “他病了吗？”Utterson问道。 “先生，”普尔脸色阴沉地说，“我说不出他有什么毛病。” 厄特森忧心忡忡地走到房子后面。 他对着实验室的窗户喊道：“亨利！你不舒服吗？”

A curtain rustled in the breeze. Moments later, Henry Jekyll appeared at the window. He looked like a prisoner in a dungeon, with pale skin and sunken eyes. "I am very low Utterson," he said drearily. "You stay indoors too much," Utterson said. "Get your hat and come for a walk."

窗帘在微风中沙沙作响。 过了一会儿，亨利·杰基尔出现在窗前。 他看上去像个地牢里的囚犯，皮肤苍白，眼睛凹陷。 “我是很卑微的厄特森，”他沉闷地说。 “你在屋里呆得太久了，”厄特森说。 “拿上你的帽子，来散散步。”

Jekyll smiled sadly. "You are a good friend Utterson," he said, "but I am afraid we can never meet again. From now on I intend to remain confined to my house." "My dear chap, whatever for?" "I have brought upon myself a punishment I cannot name. Ask Lanyon, he will tell you..." Before Utterson could reply, Jekyll gave a terrific cry. He gritted his teeth and bent over, as if fighting some terrible pain. But the pain was too much.

杰基尔伤心地笑了。“你是个好朋友厄特森，”他说，“不过恐怕我们再也见不到面了。 从现在起，我打算待在家里。” “我亲爱的伙计，为什么？”“我给自己招来了我说不出的惩罚。 问问兰宁，他会告诉你……” 厄特森还没来得及回答，杰基尔就可怕地叫了一声。 他咬紧牙关，弯下腰，好像在与某种可怕的痛苦作斗争。 但是痛苦太大了。

The doctor collapsed back, clutching his stomach and crying out again. Utterson heard a table crash over, and glass smash. Then, suddenly, the window slammed shut. "Henry..." Utterson whispered. "What has become of you?" He rushed to Lanyon's house. But there, too, he found his friend unwell. Lanyon lay in bed, the blanket pulled up to his chin. Each time a door creaked or a window rattled in the wind, the doctor's eyes darted around the room. It seemed as if the man's nerves had been shattered. "I have had a shock Utterson," he said in a trembling voice, "from which I fear I shall never recover." "Henry is ill too," Utterson said. "Have you seen him?" A terrified whimper escaped Lanyon's lips. He sank deeper under his covers.

医生瘫倒在地，捂着肚子，又叫了起来。 厄特森听见桌子摔在地上，玻璃碎了。 然后，突然，窗户砰地关上了。 “亨利……”Utterson低声说。 “你怎么样了？”他冲到兰宁家。 但在那里，他发现他的朋友也不舒服。 兰宁躺在床上，毯子拉到下巴。 每当一扇门吱吱作响或一扇窗户被风吹得嘎嘎作响时，医生的眼睛就会扫视一下房间。 那人的神经似乎已经崩溃了。 “我受了惊吓，厄特森，”他的声音颤抖着说，“恐怕再也无法恢复了。” “亨利也病了，”厄特森说。 “你见过他吗？”兰宁惊恐地呜咽了一声。 他躲得更深了。