Jekyll And Hyde Flashcards
A man of rugged countenance…
…that was never lighted by a smile
The shop fronts stood along that thoroughfare…
…with an air of invitation, like rows of smiling saleswomen
A certain sinister…
…block of building thrust forward its gable
It wasn’t like a man, it was like…
…some damned Juggernaut
The man trampled…
…calmly over the child’s body and left her screaming on the ground
So ugly that it…
…brought the sweat out on me like running
The person that drew the cheque is…
…the very pink of the proprieties
He gives a strong feeling of…
…deformity
He began to go wrong…
…wrong in mind
Mr Hyde shrank back with…
…a hissing intake of breath
He was pale and…
…dwarfish
A large well-made…
…smooth-faced man of fifty
An ignorant…
…blatant pedant
The moment I choose…
…I can be rid of Hyde
An aged beautiful…
…gentleman with white hair
Such an innocent…
…and old-world kindness of disposition
All of a sudden he broke out…
…in a great flame of anger
Next moment, with…
…ape-like fury, he was trampling his victim underfoot and hailing down a storm of blows
A great chocolate-coloured…
…pall lowered over heaven
A haggard…
…shaft of daylight
Like a district of…
…some city in a nightmare
She had an evil face…
…smoothed by hypocrisy
The haunting sense of…
…unexpressed deformity
I swear to God I will never…
…set eyes on him again
The fog still slept…
…on the wing above the drowned city
Mr Hyde had only used a couple of rooms, but…
…these were furnished with luxury and good taste
The rooms bore every mark of…
…having been recently and hurriedly ransacked
On the hearth there lay…
…a pile of grey ashes, as though many papers had been burned
The dingy…
…windowless structure
And looking out upon the court by…
…three dusty windows barred with iron
Even in the houses…
…the fog began to lie thickly
He did not rise to meet his visitor, but…
…held out a cold hand and bade him welcome in a changed voice
He will never more be…
…heard of
I have lost…
…confidence in myself
The imperial dye had…
…softened with time
The glow of hot autumn afternoons…
…on hillside vineyards was ready to be set free and to disperse the fogs of London
There was no man from whom…
…he kept fewer secrets than Mr Guest, and he was not always sure that he kept as many as he meant
I wouldn’t speak of…
…this note, you know