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…
