Harry Jekyll's Secrets

I do not think I ever met Mr. Hyde, asked Utterson. Oh, dear, no, sir, he never dines here, replied the butler. Indeed, we see very little of him on the side of the house, he mostly comes and goes by the laboratory. Well, good night, Poole. Good night, Mr. Utterson. And the lawyer sat out at home, weren't at the very heavy heart. Poor Harry Jekyll, he thought. My mind misgives me. He has in deep waters. But his path was fairly blameless. If you might could read the roles of their life with less apprehension. For if this hide suspects