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“I incline to Cain's heresy,” he used to say quaintly: “I let my brother go to th...
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He was the usual cut and dry apothecary, of no particular age and colour, with a strong Edinburgh accent, and about as emotional as a bagpipe.
He must be deformed somewhere; he gives a strong feeling of deformity, although I couldn't specify the point. He's an extraordinary-looking man, and yet I really can name nothing out of the way.
This was a hearty, healthy, dapper, red-faced gentleman, with a shock of hair prematurely white, and a boisterous and decided manner.
Mr. Hyde was pale and dwarfish, he gave an impression of deformity without any nameable malformation, he had a displeasing smile, he had borne himself to the lawyer with a sort of murderous mixture of timidity and boldness, and he spoke with a husky, whispering and somewhat broken voice; all these were points against him, but not all of these together could explain the hitherto unknown disgust, loathing and fear with which Mr. Utterson regarded him.
Yes the incredibly grotesque adaptations and interpretations are all well and fun but I honestly can’t help but picture the “ever dream this man?” or The Dream Man that circulated the internet a while back. Like a short little bitter Gargamel man…
This was the home of Henry Jekyll's favourite; of a man who was heir to a quarter of a million sterling.
cupola.
a small dome, especially a small dome on a drum on top of a larger dome, adorning a roof or ceiling; a gun turret; a small domed hatch above a gun turret on some tanks; a cylindrical furnace for refining metals, with openings at the bottom for blowing in air and originally with a dome leading to a chimney above.
“Utterson, I swear to God,” cried the doctor, “I swear to God I will never set eyes on him again.