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Just then a carriage drove by.

There is something of a child about her.

“Come to the club with Basil and myself. We will smoke cigarettes and drink to the beauty of Sibyl Vane. She is beautiful. What more do you want? Who cares if your wife can’t act. 48  She’s beautiful. That’s enough

“You are not listening to a word I am saying, Jim,” cried Sibyl, “and I am making the most delightful plans for your future. Do say something. What’s bothering you?”

What was he to say of that? It held the secret of his life, and told his story. It had

y as a person in a play.[39] She knows nothing of life. She lives with her mother. Sibyl is the only thing I care about.” “That is the reason, I suppose, that you never have dinner with me now. I thought

They got up and walked towards the house together. “You are glad you have met me, Mr. Gray,” said Lord Henry, looking at him. “Yes, I am glad now. I wonder whether I will always be glad.” “Always! That is a terrible word. Women are so fond of using it.” After about a quarter of an hour Hallward stopped painting. He stood back and looked at the portrait for a few moments. Then he bent down and signed his name in red paint on the bottom left-hand corner. “It is finished,” he cried. “And you have sat splendidly to-day. I am awfully obliged to you.” Lord Henry came over and examined the picture. It was certainly a wonderful work of art. “My dear man,” he said. “It is the best portrait of our time. Mr. Gray, come over and look at yourself.” Dorian walked across to look at the painting. When he saw it his cheeks went red with pleasure. He felt that he recognized his own beauty for the first time. But then he remembered what Lord Henry had said. His beauty would only be there for a few years. One day he would be old and ugly. “Don’t you like it?” cried Hallward, not understanding why the boy was silent. “Of course he likes it,” said Lord Henry. “Who wouldn’t like it? It is one of the greatest paintings in modern art. I will give you anything you like to ask for it. I must have it.” “It is not my property, Harry.”

Lord Henry smiled. Yes; he would try to dominate Dorian Gray – had already, indeed, half done so. There was something fascinating in this son of Love and Death. Suddenly he stopped and glanced up at the houses. He found that he had passed his aunt’s some distance, and, smiling to himself, turned back.

certainly would not, Harry,” said Hallward. Dorian Gray turned and looked at

England is bad enough, I know, and English society is all wrong