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rebothsimplyformsofimitation,"remarkedLordHenry."Butdoletusgo.Dorian,youmustnotstayhereanyloisnotgoodforonesmoralstoseebadag.Besides,Idontsupposeyouwillwantyourwifetoact,sowhatdoesitmatterifsheplaysJulietlikeawoodendoll?Sheisverylovely,andifsheknowsaslittleaboutlifeasshedoesaboutag,shewillbeadelightfulexperiehereareonlytwokindsofpeoplewhoarereallyfasating--peoplewhoknowabsolutelyeverything,andpeoplewhoknowabsolutelynothing.Goodheavens,mydearboy,dontlooksic!Theseainingyoungisohaveaionthatisunbeing.etotheclubwithBasilandmyself.WewillsmokecigarettesanddrinktothebeautyofSibylVane.Sheisbeautiful.Whatmoreyouwant?"

    "Goaway,Harry,"criedthelad."Iwanttobealone.Basil,youmustgo.Ah!tyouseethatmyheartisbreaking?"Thehottearscametohiseyes.Hislipstrembled,andrushingtothebackofthebox,heleanedupagainstthewall,hidinghisfahishands.

    "Letusgo,Basil,"saidLordHenrywithastraendernessinhisvoidthetwoyoungmenpassedouttogether.

    Afewmomentsafterwardsthefootlightsflaredupaaihethirdact.Draywentbacktohisseat.Helookedpale,andproud,andindifferent.Theplaydraggedon,andseemedinterminable.Halfoftheaudieout,trampinginheavybootsandlaughing.Thewholethingwasafiasco.Thelastactlayedtoalmostemptybehecurtaidownonatitterandsomegroans.

    Assoonasitwasover,Drayrushedbehindthesesintothegreenroom.Thegirlwasstandingtherealohalookoftriumphonherface.Hereyeswerelitwithanexquisitefire.Therewasaradianceabouther.Herpartedlipsweresmilingoversomesecretoftheirown.


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