Already I felt that I had said too much, but I had to go on. 'We had,' was my reply. 'But it is more than ten years since Henry Jekyll became too fanciful for me. He began to go wrong, wrong in mind; and though of course I continue to take an interest in him for old sake's sake, as they say, I see and I have seen devilish little of the man. Such unscientific balderdash,' I struggled to control my temper, and felt my cheeks flame, 'would have estranged Damon and Pythias.'

'It is nothing worse than that!' He exclaimed, obviously not understanding quite what I was talking about. For a moment, I thought to set him straight and explain to him how dangerous Jekyll's ideas were, but I saw my chance to leave the subject, so I let it lie.

After an extra moment's thought, he continued, 'Did you ever come across a protégé of his - one Hyde?' he asked.

The name meant nothing to me, then. 'Hyde?' I echoed. 'No. Never heard of him. Since my time.' I dismissed the topic, wishing to get back to more light-hearted matters, but this was seemingly the extent of Utterson's use for me, and he soon left.