When at last he fell asleep,he was troubled by dreams. In his mind's eye he saw a faceless man marching over the child's body.Then he saw his old friend Jekyll in bed,while the same faceless figure stood over him.The facelessness of that figure worried him deeply.
好不容易睡着了，可是一个梦接着一个梦，让他心绪不宁。梦里仿佛看见一个没有脸的人重重踩过孩子的身体，又看见老朋友杰基尔躺在床上，那个没有脸的人站在他身上。那个没有脸的人着实让他担心。
'Very well,Mr Hyde,'said the lawyer to himself,'I will find you,and I will see your face for myself.'
“走着瞧，海德先生，”律师自言自语地说，“我一定要找到你，亲眼看看你的模样。”

During the next few weeks Mr Utterson spent many hours in the narrow street where Enfield had seen Hyde.He waited patiently near the mysterious door, hoping for a sight of Mr Hyde—and one dry, clear winter night he was successful.The street was empty and silent and small sounds carried along way.The lawyer heard footsteps. He stepped back into the shadows and waited.A short figure turned the corner and walked towards the mysterious door. Although Mr Utterson could not see his face, he felt a strong, almost violent, dislike for the stranger.
　　以后的好几个星期，厄特森先生在恩菲尔德看见海德的那条背街上徘徊了好久。他在那扇神秘的门旁耐心等着，希望能发现海德先生的踪迹。终于，一个清冷的冬夜他遇上了海德。那天晚上，街道空荡荡的，寂静无声，一点响动声都能传出去好远，律师突然听见了脚步声。他躲在阴暗处，等着。一个小个子男人转过街角，朝那扇神秘的门走去。虽然看不见陌生人的脸，但厄特森先生还是强烈地感到一种憎恨。