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quot;I am afraid I must be going,quot; exclaimed Lady ;I o drive , I suppose? So am I. Per Lady t;
quot;I dare say, my dear,quot; said Lord ting t all nigted out of t odour of frangipanni. t a cigarette and flung he sofa.
quot;Never marry a raw-coloured ; er a few puffs.
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quot;Because timental.quot;
quot;But I like sentimental people.quot;
quot;Never marry at all, Dorian. Men marry because tired; ed.quot;
quot;I dont to marry, oo muc is one of your apting it into practice, as I do everyt you say.quot;
quot;; asked Lord er a pause.
quot;itress,quot; said Dorian Gray, blushing.
Lord ;t is a rat.quot;
quot;You say so if you saw ;
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quot;Never ;
quot;No one ;
quot;My dear boy, no ive sex. to say, but t c triumpter over mind, just as men represent triump;
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quot;My dear Dorian, it is quite true. I am analysing present, so I ougo kno is not so abstruse as I t it , ultimately, t to gain a reputation for respectability, you o take to supper. t one mistake, in order to try and look young. Our grandmoted in order to try and talk brilliantly. Rouge and esprit used to go toget is all over noen years younger ter, sly satisfied. As for conversation, talking to, and t be admitted into decent society. ell me about your genius. ;
quot;Aerrify me.
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