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An ivory faced and silvery haired old woman opened the door. She had an evil face, smoothed by hypocrisy. but her manners were excellent. Yes, she said, this was Mr. Hydes, but he was not at home; he had been in that night very late, but he had gone away again in less than an hour; there was nothing strange in that; his habits were very irregular, and he was often absent; for instance, it was nearly two months since.