ng tc of Arden, disguised as a pretty boy in and dainty cap. So ty king, and given o ter o taste of. S, and t. I ume. Ordinary o ones imagination. ted to tury. No glamour ever transfigures ts. One can alery in any of tter at tea-parties in ternoon. tereotyped smile and te obvious. But an actress! an actress is! you tell me t tress?quot;
quot;Because I ;
quot;Oed faces.quot;
quot;Dont run doraordinary cimes,quot; said Lord henry.
quot;I old you about Sibyl Vane.quot;
quot;You could not elling me, Dorian. All tell me everyt;
quot;Yes, is true. I cannot elling you t to you. You and me.quot;
quot;People like you--t commit crimes, Dorian. But I am muc, all tell me-- reacc are your actual relations ;
Dorian Gray leaped to , ;;
quot;It is only t are ouc; said Lord range touc;But any rate, I suppose?quot;
quot;Of course I knore, to ter to take me beroduce me to old Juliet omb in Verona. I t, t I aken too muc;
quot;I am not surprised.quot;
quot;te for any of told erribly disappointed at t, and confided to me t all tic critics to be boug;
quot;I s of t be at all expensive.quot;
quot;ell, o t; laug;By time, s out in tre, and I o go. ed me to try some cigars t rongly recommended. I declined. t nig t I patron of art. offensive brute, traordinary passion for Sold me once, cies irely due to ted on calling o t a distinction.quot;
quot;It inction, my dear Dorian--a great distinction. Most people become bankrupt ted too o ry is an o Miss Sibyl Vane?quot;
quot;t. S me--at least I fancied t sent. ermined to take me beed. It ing to kno?quot;
quot;No; I dont t;
quot;My dear ;
quot;I ell you some otime. No to kno t;
quot;Sibyl? Ole. t e of e unconscious of ood grinning at ty greenroom, making elaborate speec us botood looking at eac on calling me My Lord, so I o assure Sibyl t I anyte simply to me, You look more like a prince. I mu