od.”
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<p>
The court was very cool and a little damp, and full of premature twilight,
although the sky, high up overhead, was still bright with sunset. The middle
one of the three windows was half-way open; and sitting close beside it, taking
the air with an infinite sadness of mien, like some disconsolate prisoner,
Utterson saw Dr. Jekyll.
</p>
<p>
“What! Jekyll!” he cried. “I trust you are better.”
</p>
<p>
“I am very low, Utterson,” replied the doctor drearily, “very
low. It will not l