Evenatthattime，Ihadnotyetconqueredmyaversiontothedrynessofalifeofstudy。Iwouldstillbemerrilydisposedattimes；andasmypleasureswere（tosaytheleast）undignified，andIwasnotonlywellknownandhighlyconsidered，butgrowingtowardstheelderlyman，thisincoherencyofmylifewasdailygrowingmoreunwelcome。ItwasonthissidethatmynewpowertemptedmeuntilIfellinslavery。Ihadbuttodrinkthecup，todoffatoncethebodyofthenotedprofessor，andtoassume，likeathickcloak，thatofEdwardHyde。Ismiledatthenotion；
　　itseemedtomeatthetimetobehumorous；andImademypreparationswiththemoststudiouscare。ItookandfurnishedthathouseinSohotowhichHydewastrackedbythepolice；andengagedashousekeeperacreaturewhomIwellknewtobesilentandunscrupulous。Ontheotherside，IannouncedtomyservantsthataMrHyde（whomIdescribed）wastohavefulllibertyandpoweraboutmyhouseinthesquare；and，toparrymishaps，Ievencalledandmademyselfafamiliarobjectinmysecondcharacter。Inextdrewupthatwilltowhichyousomuchobjected；sothatifanythingbefellmeinthepersonofDrJekyll，IcouldenteronthatofEdwardHydewithoutpecuniaryloss。Andthusfortified，asIsupposed，oneveryside，Ibegantoprofitbythestrangeimmunitiesofmyposition。
　　Menhavebeforehiredbravostotransacttheircrimes，whiletheirownpersonandreputationsatundershelter。Iwasthefirstthateverdidsoforhispleasures。Iwasthefirstthatcouldthusplodinthepubliceyewithaloadofgenialrespectability，andinamoment，likeaschoolboy，stripofftheselendingsandspringheadlongintotheseaofliberty。Butforme，inmyimpenetrablemantle，thesafetywascomplete。Thinkofit-Ididnotevenexist！Letmebutescapeintomylaboratorydoor，givemebutasecondortwotomixandswallowthedraughtthatIhadalwaysstandingready；and，whateverhehaddone，EdwardHydewouldpassawaylikeastainofbreathuponamirror；andthereinhisstead，quietlyathome，trimmingthemidnightlampinhisstudy，amanwhocouldaffordtolaughatsuspicion，wouldbeHenryJekyll。
　　ThepleasureswhichImadehastetoseekinmydisguisewere，asIhavesaid，undignified；Iwouldscarceuseaharderterm。ButinthehandsofEdwardHydetheysoonbegantoturntowardsthemonstrous。WhenIwouldcomebackfromtheseexcursions，Iwasoftenplungedintoakindofwonderatmyvicariousdepravity。ThisfamiliarthatIcalledoutofmyownsoul，andsentforthalonetodohisgoodpleasure，wasabeinginherentlymalignandvillainous；hiseveryactandthoughtcentredonself；drinkingpleasurewithbestialavidityfromanydegreeoftorturetoanother；relentlesslikeamanofstone。HenryJekyllstoodattimesaghastbeforetheactsofEdwardHyde；butthesituationwasapartfromordinarylaws，andinsidiouslyrelaxedthegraspofconscience。ItwasHyde，afterall，andHydealone，thatwasguilty。Jekyllwasnoworse；hewokeagaintohisgoodqualitiesseeminglyunimpaired；hewouldevenmakehaste，whereitwaspossible，toundotheevildonebyHyde。Andthushisconscienceslumbered。
　　IntothedetailsoftheinfamyatwhichIthusconnived（forevennowIcanscarcegrantthatIcommittedit）Ihavenodesignofentering。I
　　meanbuttopointoutthewarningsandthesuccessivestepswithwhichmychastisementapproached。Imetwithoneaccidentwhich，asitbroughtonnoconsequence，Ishallnomorethanmention。Anactofcrueltytoachildarousedagainstmetheangerofapasserby，whomIrecognizedtheotherdayinthepersonofyourkinsman；thedoctorandthechild'sfamilyjoinedhim；thereweremomentswhenIfearedformylife；andatlast，inordertopacifytheirtoojustresentment，EdwardHydehadtobringthemtothedoor，andpaytheminachequedrawninthenameofHenryJekyll。
　　ButthisdangerwaseasilyeliminatedfromthefuturebyopeninganaccountatanotherbankinthenameofEdwardHydehimself；andwhen，byslopingmyownhandbackwards，Ihadsuppliedmydoublewithasignature，IthoughtIsatbeyondthereachoffate。
　　SometwomonthsbeforethemurderofSirDanvers，Ihadbeenoutforoneofmyadventures，hadreturnedatalatehour，andwokethenextdayinbedwithsomewhatoddsensations。ItwasinvainIlookedaboutme；
　　invainIsawthedecentfurnitureandtallproportionsofmyroominthesquare；invainthatIrecognizedthepatternofthebedcurtainsandthedesignofthemahoganyframe；somethingstillkeptinsistingthatIwasnotwhereIwas，thatIhadnotwakenedwhereIseemedtobe，butinthelittleroominSohowhereIwasaccustomedtosleepinthebodyofEdwardHyde。Ismiledtomyself，and，inmypsychologicalway，beganlazilytoinquireintotheelementsofthisillusion，occasionally，evenasIdidso，droppingbackintoacomfortablemorningdoze。Iwasstillsoengagedwhen，inoneofmymorewakefulmoments，myeyefelluponmyhand。Now，thehandofHenryJekyll（asyouhaveoftenremarked）wasprofessionalinshapeandsize；itwaslarge，firm，whiteandcomely。ButthehandwhichInowsaw，clearlyenoughintheyellowlightofamid-Londonmorning，lyinghalfshutonthebed-clothes，waslean，corded，knuckly，ofaduskypallor，andthicklyshadedwithaswartgrowthofhair。ItwasthehandofEdwardHyde。
　　Imusthavestareduponitfornearhalfaminute，sunkasIwasinthemerestupidityofwonder，beforetenorwokeupinmybreastassuddenandstartlingasthecrashofcymbals；andboundingfrommybed，Irushedtothemirror。Atthesightthatmetmyeyes，mybloodwaschangedintosomethingexquisitelythinandicy。Yes，IhadgonetobedHenryJekyll，IhadawakenedEdwardHyde。Howwasthistobeexplained？Iaskedmyself；
　　andthen，withanotherboundofterror-howwasittoberemedied？Itwaswelloninthemorning；theservantswereup；allmydrugswereinthecabinet-alongjourney，downtwopairsofstairs，throughthebackpassage，acrosstheopencourtandthroughtheanatomicaltheatre，fromwhereIwasthenstandinghorror-struck。Itmightindeedbepossibletocovermyface；butofwhatusewasthat，whenIwasunabletoconcealthealterationinmystature？Andthen，withanoverpoweringsweetnessofrelief，itcamebackuponmymindthattheservantswerealreadyusedtothecomingandgoingofmysecondself。Ihadsoondressed，aswellasIwasable，inclothesofmyownsize；hadsoonpassedthroughthehouse，whereBradshawstaredanddrewbackatseeingMrHydeatsuchanhourandinsuchastrangearray；andtenminuteslater，DrJekyllhadreturnedtohisownshapeandwassittingdown，withadarkenedbrow，tomakeafeintofbreakfasting。
　　Smallindeedwasmyappetite。Thisinexplicableincident，thisreversalofmypreviousexperience，seemed，liketheBabylonianfingeronthewall，tobespellingoutthelettersofmyjudgment；andIbegantoreflectmoreseriouslythaneverbeforeontheissuesandpossibilitiesofmydoubleexistence。ThatpartofmewhichIhadthepowerofprojectinghadlatelybeenmuchexercisedandnourished；ithadseemedtomeoflateasthoughthebodyofEdwardHydehadgrowninstature，asthough（whenIworethatform）Iwereconsciousofamoregeneroustideofblood；andIbegantospyadangerthat，ifthisweremuchprolonged，thebalanceofmynaturemightbepermanentlyoverthrown，thepowerofvoluntarychangebeforfeited，andthecharacterofEdwardHydebecomeirrevocablymine。Thepowerofthedrughadnotbeenalwaysequallydisplayed。Once，veryearlyinmycareer，ithadtotallyfailedme；sincethenIhadbeenobligedonmorethanoneoccasiontodouble，andonce，withinfiniteriskofdeath，totrebletheamount；andtheserareuncertaintieshadcasthithertothesoleshadowonmycontentment。Now，however，andinthelightofthatmorning'saccident，Iwasledtoremarkthatwhereas，inthebeginning，thedifficultyhadbeentothrowoffthebodyofJekyll，ithadoflategraduallybutdecidedlytransferreditselftotheotherside。Allthingsthereforeseemedtopointtothis:thatIwasslowlylosingholdofmyoriginalandbetterself，andbecomingslowlyincorporatedwithmysecondandworse。
　　BetweenthesetwoInowfeltIhadtochoose。Mytwonatureshadmemoryincommon，butallotherfacultiesweremostunequallysharedbetweenthem。
　　Jekyll（whowasacomposite）nowwiththemostsensitiveapprehensions，nowwithagreedygusto，projectedandsharedinthepleasuresandadventuresofHyde；butHydewasindifferenttoJekyll，orbutrememberedhimasthemountainbanditremembersthecaverninwhichheconcealshimselffrompursuit。Jekyllhadmorethanafather'sinterest；Hydehadmorethanason'sindifference。TocastinmylotwithJekyllwastodietothoseappetiteswhichIhadlongsecretlyindulgedandhadoflatebeguntopamper。TocastitinwithHydewastodietoathousandinterestsandaspirations，andtobecome，atablowandforever，despisedandfriendless。Thebargainmightappearunequal；buttherewasstillanotherconsiderationinthescales；forwhileJekyllwouldsuffersmartinglyinthefiresofabstinence，Hydewouldbenotevenconsciousofallthathehadlost。Strangeasmycircumstanceswere，thetermsofthisdebateareasoldandcommonplaceasman；muchthesameinducementsandalarmscastthedieforanytemptedandtremblingsinner；anditfelloutwithme，asitfallswithsovastamajorityofmyfellows，thatIchosethebetterpartandwasfoundwantinginthestrengthtokeeptoit。
　　Yes，Ipreferredtheelderlyanddiscontenteddoctor，surroundedbyfriendsandcherishinghonesthopes；andbadearesolutefarewelltotheliberty，thecomparativeyouth，thelightstep，leapingpulsesandsecretpleasures，thatIhadenjoyedinthedisguiseofHyde。Imadethischoiceperhapswithsomeunconsciousreservation，forIneithergaveupthehouseinSoho，nordestroyedtheclothesofEdwardHyde，whichstilllayreadyinmycabinet。Fortwomonths，however，Iwastruetomydetermination；
　　fortwomonthsIledalifeofsuchseverityasIhadneverbeforeattainedto，andenjoyedthecompensationsofanapprovingconscience。Buttimebeganatlasttoobliteratethefreshnessofmyalarm；thepraisesofconsciencebegantogrowintoathingofcourse；Ibegantobetorturedwiththroesandlongings，asofHydestrugglingafterfreedom；andatlast，inanhourofmoralweakness，Ionceagaincompoundedandswallowedthetransformingdraught。
　　Idonotsupposethatwhenadrunkardreasonswithhimselfuponhisvice，heisonceoutoffivehundredtimesaffectedbythedangersthatherunsthroughhisbrutishphysicalinsensibility；neitherhadI，longasIhadconsideredmyposition，madeenoughallowanceforthecompletemoralinsensibilityandinsensatereadinesstoevilwhichweretheleadingcharactersofEdwardHyde。YetitwasbythesethatIwaspunished。Mydevilhadbeenlongcaged，hecameoutroaring。Iwasconscious，evenwhenItookthedraught，ofamoreunbridled，amorefuriouspropensitytoill。
　　Itmusthavebeenthis，Isuppose，thatstirredinmysoulthattempestofimpatiencewithwhichIlistenedtothecivilitiesofmyunhappyvictim；
　　Ideclareatleast，beforeGod，nomanmorallysanecouldhavebeenguiltyofthatcrimeuponsopitifulaprovocation；andthatIstruckinnomorereasonablespiritthanthatinwhichasickchildmaybreakaplay-thing。
　　ButIhadvoluntarilystrippedmyselfofallthosebalancinginstinctsbywhicheventheworstofuscontinuestowalkwithsomedegreeofsteadinessamongtemptations；andinmycase，tobetempted，howeverslightly，wastofall。
　　Instantlythespiritofhellawokeinmeandraged。Withatransportofglee，Imauledtheunresistingbody，tastingdelightfromeveryblow；
　　anditwasnottillwearinesshadbeguntosucceedthatIwassuddenly，inthetopfitofmydelirium，struckthroughtheheartbyacoldthrilloftenor。Amistdispersed；Isawmylifetobeforfeit；andfledfromthesceneoftheseexcesses，atoncegloryingandtrembling，mylustofevilgratifiedandstimulated，myloveoflifescrewedtothetopmostpeg。
　　IrantothehouseinSoho，and（tomakeassurancedoublysure）destroyedmypapers；thenceIsetoutthroughthelamplitstreets，inthesamedividedecstasyofmind，gloatingonmycrime，light-headedlydevisingothersinthefuture，andyetstillhasteningandstillharkeninginmywakeforthestepsoftheavenger。Hydehadasonguponhislipsashecompoundedthedraught，andashedrankitpledgedthedeadman。Thepangsandtransformationhadnotdonetearinghim，beforeHenryJekyll，withstreamingtearsofgratitudeandremorse，hadfallenuponhiskneesandliftedhisclaspedhandstoGod。Theveilofself-indulgencewasrentfromheadtofoot，I
　　sawmylifeasawhole:Ifolloweditupfromthedaysofchildhood，whenIhadwalkedwithmyfather'shand，andthroughtheself-denyingtoilsofmyprofessionallife，toarriveagainandagain，withthesamesenseofunreality，atthedamnedhorrorsoftheevening。Icouldhavescreamedaloud；Isoughtwithtearsandprayerstosmotherdownthecrowdofhideousimagesandsoundswithwhichmymemoryswarmedagainstme；andstill，betweenthepetitions，theuglyfaceofmyiniquitystaredintomysoul。Astheacutenessofthisremorsebegantodieaway，itwassucceededbyasenseofjoy。Theproblemofmyconductwassolved。Hydewashenceforthimpossible；
　　whetherIwouldornot，Iwasnowconfinedtothebetterpartofmyexistence；
　　and，oh，howIrejoicedtothinkit！withwhatwillinghumilityIembracedanewtherestrictionsofnaturallife！withwhatsincererenunciationI
　　lockedthedoorbywhichIhadsooftengoneandcome，andgroundthekeyundermyheel！
　　Thenextdaycamethenewsthatthemurderhadbeenoverlooked，thattheguiltofHydewaspatenttotheworld，andthatthevictimwasamanhighinpublicestimation。Itwasnotonlyacrime，ithadbeenatragicfolly。IthinkIwasgladtoknowit；IthinkIwasgladtohavemybetterimpulsesthusbuttressedandguardedbytheterrorsofthescaffold。Jekyllwasnowmycityofrefuge；butletHydepeepoutaninstant，andthehandsofallmenwouldberaisedtotakeandslayhim。
　　Iresolvedinmyfutureconducttoredeemthepast；andIcansaywithhonestythatmyresolvewasfruitfulofsomegood。YouknowyourselfhowearnestlyinthelastmonthsoflastyearIlabouredtorelievesuffering；
　　youknowthatmuchwasdoneforothers，andthatthedayspassedquietly，almosthappilyformyself。NorcanItrulysaythatIweariedofthisbeneficentandinnocentlife；IthinkinsteadthatIdailyenjoyeditmorecompletely；
　　butIwasstillcursedwithmydualityofpurpose；andasthefirstedgeofmypenitenceworeoff，thelowersideofme，solongindulged，sorecentlychaineddown，begantogrowlforlicence。NotthatIdreamedofresuscitatingHyde；thebareideaofthatwouldstartlemetofrenzyno，itwasinmyownpersonthatIwasoncemoretemptedtotriflewithmyconscience；anditwasasanordinarysecretsinnerthatIatlastfellbeforetheassaultsoftemptation。
　　Therecomesanendtoallthings；themostcapaciousmeasureisfilledatlast；andthisbriefcondescensiontomyevilfinallydestroyedthebalanceofmysoul。AndyetIwasnotalarmed；thefallseemednatural，likeareturntotheolddaysbeforeIhadmademydiscovery。Itwasafine，clearJanuaryday，wetunderfootwherethefrosthadmelted，butcloudlessoverhead；andtheRegentsParkwasfullofwinterchirrupingsandsweetwithSpringodours。Isatinthesunonabench；theanimalwithinmelickingthechopsofmemory；thespiritualsidealittledrowsed，promisingsubsequentpenitence，butnotyetmovedtobegin。Afterall，Ireflected，Iwaslikemyneighbours；andthenIsmiled，comparingmyselfwithothermen，comparingmyactivegoodwillwiththelazycrueltyoftheirneglect。
　　Andattheverymomentofthatvaingloriousthought，aqualmcameoverme，ahorridnauseaandthemostdeadlyshuddering。Thesepassedaway，andleftmefaint；andthenasinitsturnthefaintnesssubsided，Ibegantobeawareofachangeinthetemperofmythoughts，agreaterboldness，acontemptofdanger，asolutionofthebondsofobligation。Ilookeddown；
　　myclotheshungformlesslyonmyshrunkenlimbs；thehandthatlayonmykneewascordedandhairy。IwasoncemoreEdwardHyde。AmomentbeforeIhadbeensafeofallmen'srespect，wealthy，beloved-theclothlayingformeinthedining-roomathome；andnowIwasthecommonquarryofmankind，hunted，houseless，aknownmurderer，thralltothegallows。
　　Myreasonwavered，butitdidnotfailmeutterly。Ihavemorethanonceobservedthat，inmysecondcharacter，myfacultiesseemedsharpenedtoapointandmyspiritsmoretenselyelastic；thusitcameaboutthat，whereJekyllperhapsmighthavesuccumbed，Hyderosetotheimportanceofthemoment。Mydrugswereinoneofthepressesofmycabinet:howwasItoreachthem？Thatwastheproblemthat（crushingmytemplesinmyhands）
　　Isetmyselftosolve。ThelaboratorydoorIhadclosed。IfIsoughttoenterbythehouse，myownservantswouldconsignmetothegallows。I
　　sawImustemployanotherhand，andthoughtofCanyon。Howwashetobereached？howpersuaded？SupposingthatIescapedcaptureinthestreets，howwasItomakemywayintohispresence？andhowshouldI，anunknownanddispleasingvisitor，prevailonthefamousphysiciantoriflethestudyofhiscolleague，DrJekyll？ThenIrememberedthatofmyoriginalcharacter，onepartremainedtome:Icouldwritemyownhand；andonceIhadconceivedthatkindlingspark，thewaythatImustfollowbecamelightedupfromendtoend。
　　Thereupon，IarrangedmyclothesasbestIcould，andsummoningapassinghansom，drovetoanhotelinPortlandStreet，thenameofwhichIchancedtoremember。Atmyappearance（whichwasindeedcomicalenough，howevertragicafactthesegarmentscovered，-thedrivercouldnotconcealhismirth。Ignashedmyteethuponhimwithagustofdevilishfury；andthesmilewitheredfromhisface-happilyforhimyetmorehappilyformyself，forinanotherinstantIhadcertainlydraggedhimfromhisperch。Attheinn，asIentered，Ilookedaboutmewithsoblackacountenanceasmadetheattendantstremble；notalookdidtheyexchangeinmypresence；butobsequiouslytookmyorders，ledmetoaprivateroom，andbroughtmewherewithaltowrite。Hydeindangerofhislifewasacreaturenewtome:shakenwithinordinateanger，strungtothepitchofmurder，lustingtoinflictpain。
　　Yetthecreaturewasastute；masteredhisfurywithagreateffortofthewill；composedhistwoimportantletters，onetoCanyonandonetoPoole，and，thathemightreceiveactualevidenceoftheirbeingposted，sentthemoutwithdirectionsthattheyshouldberegistered。
　　Thenceforward，hesatalldayoverthefireintheprivateroom，gnawinghisnails；therehedined，sittingalonewithhisfears，thewaitervisiblyquailingbeforehiseye；andthence，whenthenightwasfullycome，hesetforthinthecornerofaclosedcab，andwasdriventoandfroaboutthestreetsofthecity。He，IsayIcannotsay，I。ThatchildofHellhadnothinghuman；nothinglivedinhimbutfearandhatred。Andwhenatlast，thinkingthedriverhadbeguntogrowsuspicious，hedischargedthecabandventuredonfoot，attiredinhismisfittingclothes，anobjectmarkedoutforobservation，intothemidstofthenocturnalpassengers，thesetwobasepassionsragedwithinhimlikeatempest。Hewalkedfast，huntedbyhisfears，chatteringtohimself，skulkingthroughthelessfrequentedthoroughfares，countingtheminutesthatstilldividedhimfrommidnight。
　　Onceawomanspoketohim，offering，Ithink，aboxoflights。Hesmoteherintheface，andshefled。
　　WhenIcametomyselfatCanyon's，thehorrorofmyoldfriendperhapsaffectedmesomewhat:Idonotknow；itwasatleastbutadropintheseatotheabhorrencewithwhichIlookedbackuponthesehours。Achangehadcomeoverme。Itwasnolongerthefearofthegallows，itwasthehorrorofbeingHydethatrackedme。IreceivedCanyon'scondemnationpartlyinadream；itwaspartlyinadreamthatIcamehometomyownhouseandgotintobed。Isleptaftertheprostrationoftheday，withastringentandprofoundslumberwhichnoteventhenightmaresthatwrungmecouldavailtobreak。Iawokeinthemorningshaken，weakened，butrefreshed。
　　Istillhatedandfearedthethoughtofthebrutethatsleptwithinme，andIhadnotofcourseforgottentheappallingdangersofthedaybefore；
　　butIwasoncemoreathome，inmyownhouseandclosetomydrugs；andgratitudeformyescapeshonesostronginmysoulthatitalmostrivalledthebrightnessofhope。
　　Iwassteppingleisurelyacrossthecourtafterbreakfast，drinkingthechilloftheairwithpleasure，whenIwasseizedagainwiththoseindescribablesensationsthatheraldedthechange；andIhadbutthetimetogaintheshelterofmycabinet，beforeIwasonceagainragingandfreezingwiththepassionsofHyde。Ittookonthisoccasionadoubledosetorecallmetomyself；andalas，sixhoursafter，asIsatlookingsadlyinthefire，thepangsreturned，andthedrughadtobere-administered。Inshort，fromthatdayforthitseemedonlybyagreateffortasofgymnastics，andonlyundertheimmediatestimulationofthedrug，thatIwasabletowearthecountenanceofJekyll。AtallhoursofthedayandnightIwouldbetakenwiththepremonitoryshudder；aboveall，ifIslept，orevendozedforamomentinmychair，itwasalwaysaHydethatIawakened。UnderthestrainofthiscontinuallyimpendingdoomandbythesleeplessnesstowhichInowcondemnedmyself，ay，evenbeyondwhatIhadthoughtpossibletoman，Ibecame，inmyownperson，'creatureeatenupandemptiedbyfever，languidlywealbothinbodyandmind，andsolelyoccupiedbyonethought:
　　thehorrorofmyotherself。ButwhenIslept，orwhenthevirtueofthemedicineworeoff，Iwouldleadalmostwithouttransition（forthepangsoftransformationgrewdailylessmarked）intothepossessionofafancybrimmingwithimagesofterror，asoulboilingwithcauselesshatreds，andabodythatseemednotstrongenoughtocontaintheragingenergiesoflife。Thepower:ofHydeseemedtohavegrownwiththesicklinessofJekyll。Andcertainlythehatethatnowdividedthemwasequaloneachside。WithJekyll，itwasathingofvitalinstinct。Hehadnowseenthefulldeformityofthatcreaturethatsharedwithhimsomeofthephenomenaofconsciousness，andwasco-heirwithhimtodeath:andbeyondtheselinksofcommunity，whichinthemselves:madethemostpoignantpartofhisdistress，hethoughofHyde，forallhisenergyoflife，asofsomethingnotonlyhellishbutinorganic。Thiswastheshockingthing；thattheslimeofthepitseemedtouttercriesandvoices；thattheamorphousdustgesticulatedandsinned；thatwhatwasdead，andhadnoshape，shouldusurptheofficesoflife。Andthisagain，thatthatinsurgenthorrorwasknittohimcloserthanawife，closerthananeye；laycagedinhiflesh，wherehehearditmutterandfeltitstruggletobeborn；andateveryhourofweakness，andintheconfidencesofslumber，prevailedagainsthim，anddeposedhimoutoflife。ThehatredofHydeforJekyllwasofdifferentorder。Histerrorofthegallowsdrovehimcontinuallytocommittemporarysuicide，andreturntohissubordinatestationofapartinsteadofaperson；butheloathedthenecessity，heloathedthedespondencyintowhichJekyllwasnowfallen，andheresentedthedislikewithwhichhewashimselfregarded。
　　Hencetheape-liketricksthathewouldplayme，scrawlinginmyownhandblasphemiesonthepagesofmybooks，burningthelettersanddestroyingtheportraitofmyfather；andindeed，haditnotbeenforhisfearofdeath，hewouldlongagohaveruinedhimselfinordertoinvolvemeintheruin。Buthisloveoflifeiswonderful；Igofurther:I，whosickenandfreezeatthemerethoughtofhim，whenIrecalltheabjectionandpassionofthisattachment，andwhenIknowhowhefearsmypowertocuthimoffbysuicide，Ifinditinmyhearttopityhim。
　　Itisuseless，andthetimeawfullyfailsme，toprolongthisdescription:
　　noonehaseversufferedsuchtorments，letthatsuffice；andyeteventothese，habitbrought-no，notalleviation-butacertaincallousnessofsoul，acertainacquiescenceofdespair；andmypunishmentmighthavegoneonforyears，butforthelastcalamitywhichhasnowfallen，andwhichhasfinallyseveredmefrommyownfaceandnature。Myprovisionofthesalt，whichhadneverbeenrenewedsincethedateofthefirstexperiment，begantorunlow。Isentoutforafreshsupply，andmixedthedraught；
　　theebullitionfollowed，andthefirstchangeofcolour，notthesecond；
　　Idrankit，anditwaswithoutefficiency。YouwilllearnfromPoolehowIhavehadLondonransacked；itwasinvain；andIamnowpersuadedthatmyfirstsupplywasimpure，andthatitwasthatunknownimpuritywhichlentefficacytothedraught。
　　Aboutaweekhaspassed，andIamnowfinishingthisstatementundertheinfluenceofthelastoftheoldpowders。This，then，isthelasttime，shortofamiracle，thatHenryJekyllcanthinkhisownthoughtsorseehisownface（nowhowsadlyaltered！）intheglass。NormustIdelaytoolongtobringmywritingtoanend；forifmynarrativehashithertoescapeddestruction，ithasbeenbyacombinationofgreatprudenceandgreatgoodluck。Shouldthethroesofchangetakemeintheactofwritingit，Hydewilltearitinpieces；butifsometimeshallhaveelapsedafterIhavelaiditby，hiswonderfulselfishnessandcircumscriptiontothemomentwillprobablysaveitonceagainfromtheactionofhisape-likespite。
　　Andindeedthedoomthatisclosingonusbothhasalreadychangedandcrushedhim。Halfanhourfromnow，whenIshallagainandforeverreinduethathatedpersonality，IknowhowIshallsitshudderingandweepinginmychair，orcontinue，withthemoststrainedandfearstruckecstasyoflistening，topaceupanddownthisroom（mylastearthlyrefuge）andgiveeartoeverysoundofmenace。WillHydedieuponthescaffold？orwillhefindthecouragetoreleasehimselfatthelastmoment？Godknows；I
　　amcareless；thisismytruehourofdeath，andwhatistofollowconcernsanotherthanmyself。Here，then，asIlaydownthepen，andproceedtosealupmyconfession，IbringthelifeofthatunhappyHenryJekylltoanend。