Part Eight: The Sad Conclusion
Mr Jekyll's letter continued:
I was Edward Hyde, and the police in London were looking everywhere
for me! London was dangerous for Edward Hyde the murderer. I needed
the powders from the laboratory. But how to get them? I did not trust the
Then I had an idea. I remembered Dr Lanyon. He could go to the
laboratory for me! I went to a hotel, and I wrote a letter to Dr Lanyon. I
asked him to go to the laboratory, and to bring the powders to his house.
The doctor did what I asked.
As soon as I took the powders in the doctor's house, I was Dr Jekyll once
more. When Dr Lanyon saw what happened when I took the powders, he
was shocked. My old friend was frightened of me.
I went back to the laboratory. Now a terrible time began for me. Hyde
was strong now, and he often came back. If I slept, I woke up to discover
that I was Hyde. At the same time Dr Jekyll became ill and weak.
Sometimes the powders did not work.
Hyde and I lived together in the laboratory. We hated each other, and we
feared each other. I feared him because he was evil. He feared me
because I wanted to be good. Hyde wanted to live, and he was afraid of the
police. I wanted to die, and Hyde was afraid that I would kill myself. He
needed my body to live.
Then I used the last of the powders. I sent Poole to the chemist to buy
more. The new powders did not work. I sent him to another chemist, but
they still did not work. Again and again I sent Poole to look for the
powders, but the result was always the same. Perhaps the original
powders contained an impurity—and it was the impurity that made them
I know the end is close. I will soon become Edward Hyde again.
Without the powders, I will be Edward Hyde forever. He will sit here in
my laboratory, and he will be afraid of the police. He, too, knows that the
end is close. If the police find him, he will die in prison. Or will he find the
courage to kill himself? I, Henry Jekyll, do not know. It is not important to
me. These are the last moments of the life of your old friend.
Now I will put down my pen and put an end to the unhappy life of Henry