gar,andthatthewordsIhadtospeakwereunreal,werenotmywords,werenotwhatIwaosay.Youhadbroughtmesomethinghigher,somethingofwhichallartisbutarefle.Youhadmademeuandwhatlovereallyis.Mylove!Mylove!PrinceCharming!Princeoflife!Ihavegrownsickofshadows.Youaremoretomethanallarteverbe.WhathaveItodowiththepuppetsofaplay?WhenIcameonto-night,Icouldnotuandhowitwasthateverythinghadgonefromme.IthoughtthatIwasgoingtobewonderful.IfoundthatIcoulddonothing.Suddenlyitdawnedonmysoulwhatitallmeant.Theknowledgewasexquisitetome.Iheardthemhissing,andIsmiled.Whatcouldtheyknowoflovesuchasours?Takemeaway,Dorian--takemeawaywithyou,wherewebequitealone.Ihatethestage.ImightmimicapassionthatIdonotfeel,butIiethatburnsmelikefire.Oh,Dorian,Dorian,youuandnowwhatitsignifies?EvenifIcoulddoit,itwouldbeprofanationformetoplayatbeinginlove.Youhavemademeseethat."

    Heflunghimselfdownonthesofaandturnedawayhisface."Youhavekilledmylove,"hemuttered.

    Shelookedathiminwonderandlaughed.Hemadenoanswer.Shecameacrosstohim,andwithherlittlefirokedhishair.Shekdoressedhishandstoherlips.Hedrewthemaway,andashudderranthroughhim.

    Thenheleapedupaothedoor."Yes,"hecried,"youhavekilledmylove.Youusedtostirmyimagination.Nowyoudoirmycuriosity.Yousimplyproduoeffect.Ilovedyoubecauseyouweremarvellous,becauseyouhadgeniusandintellect,becauseyourealizedthedreamsofgreatpoetsandgaveshapeandsubstaheshadowsofart.Youhavethrownitallaway.Youareshallowandstupid.MyGod!howmadIwastoloveyou!WhatafoolIhavebeen!Youarenothi