o be someto dine at es, but it is only o say t I am ill, or t I am prevented from coming in consequence of a subsequent engagement. I t would ;
quot;It is sucting on ones dress-clot; muttered ;And, w;
quot;Yes,quot; ansume of teentury is detestable. It is so sombre, so depressing. Sin is t left in modern life.quot;
quot;You really must not say t before Dorian, ;
quot;Before ea for us, or ture?quot;
quot;Before eit;
quot;I so come to tre ; said the lad.
quot;too, Basil, you?quot;
quot;I cant, really. I . I of o do.quot;
quot;ell, t;
quot;I s a;
ter bit o ture. quot;I say ; he said, sadly.
quot;Is it t; cried trait, strolling across to ;Am I really like t?quot;
quot;Yes; you are just like t.quot;
quot;;
quot;At least you are like it in appearance. But it er,quot; sig;t is somet;
quot; a fuss people make about fidelity!quot; exclaimed Lord ; is purely a question for p o do to be fait; old men to be fait: t is all one can say.quot;
quot;Dont go to tre to-nig; said ;Stop and dine ;
quot;I cant, Basil.quot;
quot;;
quot;Because I ton to go ;
quot; like you tter for keeping your promises. to go.quot;
Dorian Gray laughed and shook his head.
quot;I entreat you.quot;
tated, and looked over at Lord cea-table h an amused smile.
quot;I must go, Basil,quot; he answered.
quot;Very ; said over and laid do;It is rate, and, as you o dress, you ter lose no time. Good-bye, o-morro;
quot;Certainly.quot;
quot;You forget?quot;
quot;No, of course not,quot; cried Dorian.
quot;And ... ;
quot;Yes, Basil?quot;
quot;Remember w I asked you, w;
quot;I ten it.quot;
quot;I trust you.quot;
quot;I myself,quot; said Lord ;Come, Mr. Gray, my side, and I can drop you at your o interesting afternoon.quot;
As ter flung o his face.