He tells Utterson that he collared the man, brought him back, and by that time, a crowd had gathered. They ran into each other, and the man "trampled calmly over the child's body and left her screaming on the ground." He cannot forget the "hellish" scene. Suddenly, he saw two figures, a man and a girl about eight years old. on a black winter morning, he was coming home and because the street was deserted, he had a vague sense of discomfort. With a slight change in his voice, Utterson says that he has, and then Enfield continues the door, he tells Utterson, has "a very odd story."Įnfield says that at about 3 A.M.
He asks Utterson if he's ever noticed the door. Utterson, the lawyer, is a cold man, very tall and lean, and has a face "never lighted by a smile." Enfield is much more outgoing and curious about life, and it is on this particular Sunday walk that he raises his cane and indicates a peculiar-looking door. Yet both men look forward to their weekly Sunday walk as if it were "the chief jewel of each week." Mr. People who know both men find it puzzling that the men are friends seemingly, they have nothing in common.
Utterson (a lawyer) and his friend Richard Enfield (a distant kinsman) are out for their customary Sunday srroll in London.
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