All next day, in his office, Utterson thought about Edward Hyde. 'Who is this man?' Utterson asked himself again and again.
That evening, he went to the East End of London again. He found the narrow street where he had walked with Mr Enfield. He found the old black door where Enfield had seen Edward Hyde. He waited near the door for an hour. He wanted to see if Edward Hyde came to this house. But no one entered or came out of the old door. The next evening, Utterson went there again. He walked up and down the street for an hour, but he saw no one. On the following evening, Utterson went to the street in the East End once more. He walked up and down the street. Then he waited in the entrance to the courtyard near the old door. The street was empty. He saw no one. He waited and waited. Then, at last, he heard footsteps and looked out of the courtyard entrance. On the other side of the street, a small man was walking quickly towards him.
The man put his hand in his pocket and took out a key. He walked across the street and stopped in front of theold door.
Utterson came out from the entrance to the courtyard. He looked carefully at the man. He could see the man's face in the light of a street lamp. It was an ordinary face, but Utterson did not like it. He was sure that this was the man Enfield had seen.
'Mr Hyde?' Utterson asked.
The small man did not look at Utterson. 'That is my name,' he said in a low voice. 'What do you want?'
'I am a friend of Dr Henry Jekyll,' said Utterson.
'You won't find him here,' said Mr Hyde. 'How do you know who I am?'
'Dr Jekyll told me about you,' said Utterson.
'He never told you,' said Mr Hyde. 'You're lying!' Utterson was angry. His face became red. Mr Hyde opened the old door quickly. He disappeared into the house and locked the door behind him. Utterson was now standing in the street alone.
'I shall know your face again, Mr Hyde,' he said to the locked door. 'I shall remember your face.'
But what did Mr Hyde's face look like? Utterson could not describe him easily. Hyde was small and his face was pale. His clothes were too large for him. He spoke in a low, rough voice. The man looked evil, Utterson decided. How could this man be a friend of Dr Jekyll? Did Hyde know a secret about Dr Jekyll? Was Hyde using this knowledge to harm Dr Jekyll?
Utterson went in a cab to Dr Jekyll's house. It was a large house, near Cavendish Square. An old servant called Poole opened the door.