ibly. No froion. It is of t facts of t, or spring-time, or tion in dark ers of t silver s cannot be questioned. It s divine rigy. It makes princes of t. You smile? A it you smile. . . . People say sometimes t beauty is only superficial. t may be so, but at least it is not so superficial as t is. to me, beauty is t is only s judge by appearances. true mystery of t to you. But ake aly, and fully. y , and t triump for you, or o content yourself riump t ter ts. Every mont o sometime is jealous of you, and your lilies and your roses. You squander tening to tedious, trying to improve to t, t is in you! Let not upon you. Be al is ury s. You migs visible symbol. ity t do. to you for a season. . . . t I met you I sa you e unconscious of I must tell you somet yourself. I t ragic it ed. For ttle time t your yout--suctle time. t t June as it is noars on tis, and year after year t of its leaves ars. But back our yout beats in us at ty becomes sluggis. e degenerate into s, ed by too muce temptations t o yield to. Youtely not yout;
Dorian Gray listened, open-eyed and for a moment. t began to scramble all over tellated globe of tiny blossoms. c strange interest in trivial t ry to develop ion for terrifies us lays sudden siege to to yield. After a time t creeping into tained trumpet of a tyrian convolvulus. to quiver, and tly to and fro.
Suddenly ter appeared at tudio and made staccato signs for to come in. turned to eacher and smiled.
quot;I am ing,quot; ;Do come in. t is quite perfect, and you can bring your drinks.quot;
tered doogetterflies fluttered past tree at to sing.
quot;You are glad you me, Mr. Gray,quot; said Lord him.
quot;Yes, I am glad now. I wonder s;
quot;Al is a dreadful makes me s. omen are so fond of using it. trying to make it last for ever. It is a meaningless oo. t ts a little longer.quot;
As tered tudio, Dorian Gray put ;In t case, let our friends; epped up on tform and resumed his pose.