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Poole
felt
in
his
pocket
and
handed
out
a
crumpled
note
,
which
the
lawyer
,
bending
nearer
to
the
candle
,
carefully
examined
.
Its
contents
ran
thus
:
"
Dr.
Jekyll
presents
his
compliments
to
Messrs.
Maw
.
He
assures
them
that
their
last
sample
is
impure
and
quite
useless
for
his
present
purpose
.
In
the
year
18
--
--
Dr.
J.
purchased
a
somewhat
large
quantity
from
Messrs.
M
.
He
now
begs
them
to
search
with
the
most
sedulous
care
,
and
should
any
of
the
same
quality
be
left
,
to
forward
it
to
him
at
once
.
Expense
is
no
consideration
.
The
importance
of
this
to
Dr.
J.
can
hardly
be
exaggerated
.
"
So
far
the
letter
had
run
composedly
enough
,
but
here
with
a
sudden
splutter
of
the
pen
,
the
writer
's
emotion
had
broken
loose
.
"
For
God
's
sake
,
"
he
had
added
,
"
find
me
some
of
the
old
.
"
"
This
is
a
strange
note
,
"
said
Mr.
Utterson
;
and
then
sharply
,
"
How
do
you
come
to
have
it
open
?
"
"
The
man
at
Maw
's
was
main
angry
,
sir
,
and
he
threw
it
back
to
me
like
so
much
dirt
,
"
returned
Poole
.
"
This
is
unquestionably
the
doctor
's
hand
,
do
you
know
?
"
resumed
the
lawyer
.
"
I
thought
it
looked
like
it
,
"
said
the
servant
rather
sulkily
;
and
then
,
with
another
voice
,
"
But
what
matters
hand-of-write
?
"
he
said
.
"
I
've
seen
him
!
"
"
Seen
him
?
"
repeated
Mr.
Utterson
.
"
Well
?
"
"
That
's
it
!
"
said
Poole
.
"
It
was
this
way
.
I
came
suddenly
into
the
theatre
from
the
garden
.
It
seems
he
had
slipped
out
to
look
for
this
drug
or
whatever
it
is
;
for
the
cabinet
door
was
open
,
and
there
he
was
at
the
far
end
of
the
room
digging
among
the
crates
.
He
looked
up
when
I
came
in
,
gave
a
kind
of
cry
,
and
whipped
up-stairs
into
the
cabinet
.
It
was
but
for
one
minute
that
I
saw
him
,
but
the
hair
stood
upon
my
head
like
quills
.
Sir
,
if
that
was
my
master
,
why
had
he
a
mask
upon
his
face
?
If
it
was
my
master
,
why
did
he
cry
out
like
a
rat
,
and
run
from
me
?
I
have
served
him
long
enough
.
And
then
...
"
The
man
paused
and
passed
his
hand
over
his
face
.
"
He
...
gave
a
kind
of
cry
,
and
whipped
upstairs
"
"
These
are
all
very
strange
circumstances
,
"
said
Mr.
Utterson
,
"
but
I
think
I
begin
to
see
daylight
.
Your
master
,
Poole
,
is
plainly
seised
with
one
of
those
maladies
that
both
torture
and
deform
the
sufferer
;
hence
,
for
aught
I
know
,
the
alteration
of
his
voice
;
hence
the
mask
and
the
avoidance
of
his
friends
;
hence
his
eagerness
to
find
this
drug
,
by
means
of
which
the
poor
soul
retains
some
hope
of
ultimate
recovery
--
God
grant
that
he
be
not
deceived
!
There
is
my
explanation
;
it
is
sad
enough
,
Poole
,
ay
,
and
appalling
to
consider
;
but
it
is
plain
and
natural
,
hangs
well
together
,
and
delivers
us
from
all
exorbitant
alarms
.
"
