urned pale and caug;Dorian! Dorian!quot; ;dont talk like t. I jealous of material t;
quot;I am jealous of everyty does not die. I am jealous of trait you ed of me. keep lose? Every moment t passes takes someto it. O ure could c I am no? It tears o ore hough he was praying.
quot;t; said ter bitterly.
Lord ;It is t is all.quot;
quot;It is not.quot;
quot;If it is not, ?quot;
quot;You s; tered.
quot;I stayed w; was Lord henrys answer.
quot; quarrel friends at once, but bete t piece of . is it but canvas and colour? I let it come across our t;
Dorian Gray lifted ear-stained eyes, looked at o ting-table t beneatained among tter of tin tubes and dry brus te-knife, s teel. at last. o rip up the canvas.
itifled sob to ore t of to tudio. quot;Dont, Basil, dont!quot; ;It ;
quot;I am glad you appreciate my last, Dorian,quot; said ter coldly you ;
quot;Appreciate it? I am in love , Basil. It is part of myself. I feel t.quot;
quot;ell, as soon as you are dry, you s you like ; And ea. quot;You o suc;
quot;I adore simple pleasures,quot; said Lord ;t refuge of t I dont like scenes, except on tage. absurd fello ional animal. It premature definition ever given. Man is many t rational. I am glad , after all-- t squabble over ture. You ter let me , Basil. t really it, and I really do.quot;
quot;If you let any one but me, Basil, I s; cried Dorian Gray; quot;and I dont alloo call me a silly boy.quot;
quot;You knoure is yours, Dorian. I gave it to you before it existed.quot;
quot;And you knole silly, Mr. Gray, and t you dont really object to being reminded t you are extremely young.quot;
quot;I sed very strongly t;
quot;A;
t tler entered ea-tray and set it doable. ttle of cups and saucers and ted Georgian urn. t over and poured out tea. tered languidly to table and examined he covers.
quot;Let us go to tre to-nig; said Lord ;t