nwithinhisbrainsomecuriousdreamfromwhichhefearedhemightawake.

    "Itisyourbestwork,Basil,thebestthingyouhaveeverdone,"saidLordHenrylanguidly."YoumustcertaiyeartotheGrosvenor.TheAcademyisteandtoovulgar.WheneverIhavegoherehavebeehersomanypeoplethatIhavenotbeeoseethepictures,whichwasdreadful,orsomanypicturesthatIhavenotbeeoseethepeople,whichwasworse.TheGrosvenorisreallytheonlyplace."

    "IdontthinkIshallsenditanywhere,"heanswered,tossinghisheadbathatoddwaythatusedtomakehisfriendslaughathimatOxford."No,Iwoanywhere."

    LordHenryelevatedhiseyebrowsandlookedathiminamazementthroughthethinbluewreathsofsmokethatcurledupinsucifulwhorlsfromhisheavy,opium-taintedcigarette."anywhere?Mydearfellow,why?Haveyouanyreason?Whatoddchapsyoupaintersare!Youdoanythingintheworldtogaiation.Assoonasyouhaveone,youseemtowanttothrowitaway.Itissillyofyou,forthereisonlyohingintheworldworsethaalkedabout,andthatisalkedabout.AportraitlikethiswouldsetyoufarabovealltheyoungmeninEngland,andmaketheoldmenquitejealous,ifoldmenareevercapableofaion."

    "Iknowyouwilllaughatme,"hereplied,"butIreallytexhibitit.Ihaveputtoomuyselfintoit."

    LordHenrystretchedhimselfoutonthedivanandlaughed."Yes,Iknewyouwould;butitisquitetrue,allthesame.""Toomuchofyourselfinit!Uponmyword,Basil,Ididntknowyouweresovain;andIreallytseeanyresemblaweenyou,withyedstrongfadyourcoal-blackhair,andthisyoungAdonis,wholooksasifhewasmadeoutofivoryandr