«Yes,» said the lawyer, «I once spoke with him.»
«Then you must know as well as the rest of us that there was something queer about that gentleman-something that gave a man a turn-I don't know rightly how to say it, sir, beyond this: that you felt in your marrow kind of cold and thin.»
«I own I felt something of what you describe,» said Mr. Utterson.
«Quite so, sir,» returned Poole. «Well, when that masked thing like a monkey jumped from among the chemicals and whipped into the cabinet, it went down my spine like ice. O, I know it's not evidence, Mr. Utterson; I'm book-learned enough for that; but a man has his feelings, and I give you my bible-word it was Mr. Hyde!»
«Ay, ay,» said the lawyer. «My fears incline to the same point. Evil, I fear, founded-evil was sure to come-of that conn
