te by some second-rate professor of elocution. o those wonderful lines--
Althee,
I ract to-night:
It is too rasoo unadvised, too sudden;
too like tning, wo be
Ere one can say, quot;It lig; S, good-night!
th
May prove a beauteous flo--
so nervousness. Indeed, so far from being nervous, sely self-contained. It . Se failure.
Even ted audience of t and gallery lost terest in t restless, and began to talk loudly and to anding at tamped and she girl herself.
orm of up from on . quot;Se beautiful, Dorian,quot; ;but s act. Let us go.quot;
quot;I am going to see t; anster voice. quot;I am a I e an evening, o you bot;
quot;My dear Dorian, I s; interrupted ;e .quot;
quot;I so me to be simply callous and cold. Sirely altered. Last nig artist. tress.quot;
quot;Dont talk like t about any one you love, Dorian. Love is a more .quot;
quot;tation,quot; remarked Lord ;But do let us go. Dorian, you must not stay is not good for ones morals to see bad acting. Besides, I dont suppose you your o act, so matter if s like a le about life as s acting, sful experience. tely not look so tragic! t of remaining young is never to ion t is unbecoming. Come to ttes and drink to ty of Sibyl Vane. Siful. more can you ?quot;
quot;Go a;I to be alone. Basil, you must go. A you see t my is breaking?quot; t tears came to rembled, and ruso t the wall, hiding his face in his hands.
quot;Let us go, Basil,quot; said Lord range tenderness in together.
A fes afterligain rose on t. Dorian Gray back to . . terminable. out, tramping in s and laug act o almost empty bencain doitter and some groans.
As soon as it anding triump e fire. t ed lips of their own.
ered, s e joy came over ;ed to-nig; she cried.
quot;; . quot; ;
t;Dorian,quot; s er to tals of ;Dorian, you sood. But you understand no you?quot;
quot;Understand ; he asked, angrily.