Utterson unlocked the door with the spare key found in the hall. He entered to find Hyde pacing like a caged tiger. Seeing the salt, Hyde lunged. Utterson held his ground, presenting the cure. 'Drink!' he commanded. Hyde, driven by the terror of the gallows, mixed the potion with trembling hands. As he drank, his face melted like wax, the evil receding to reveal the tortured man beneath.