'Did you keep any of these written orders?' asked Mr Utterson.
“你有他写的这种纸条吗？”厄特森先生问道。
Poole reached in his pocket and brought out a note. The lawyer read it carefully. It said: 'I am returning your chemicals, as they are impure and therefore useless. In the year18, you made up a mixture of chemical powders for Doctor Henry Jekyll. Please search your cupboards for some more of the same mixture and send it to Doctor Jekyll AT ONCE. This is VERY IMPORTANT.'
普尔把手伸进口袋，掏出一张纸。律师凑近仔细看了看，上面写道：“现将刚购的那批货退还，质地不纯，不合用途。18××年，您曾给亨利·杰基尔博士配过一批药剂，恭请贵号尽量搜寻，若有任何相同药剂存货请立即送来。至关重要，切记，切记。”

'This is a strange note,' said Mr Utterson.
“真是个奇怪的条子！”厄特森先生说。
'The chemist thought so too, sir,' said Poole. 'When I took him this note, he cried, 'All my chemicals are pure, and you can tell your master so!' and he threw the note back at me.'
“药剂师也这么认为，先生，”普尔说着，“我给他这个条子，他嚷嚷着说：'我所有的药品都是纯的，就这么告诉你们主人！'他说着就冲我把纸条扔了回来。”
'Are you sure this is your master's handwriting?' asked MrUtterson.
“你能肯定这是主人的笔迹吗？”厄特森先生问。
'Of course, sir,' said Poole. 'But what does handwriting matter? I've seen my master's murderer!'
“当然了，先生，”普尔说，“可这又有什么关系呢？我看见了凶手！”