voice."YouwenttotheoperawhileSibylVanewaslyingdeadinsomesordidlodging?Youtalktomeofotherwomenbeingcharming,andofPattisingingdivinely,beforethegirlyoulovedhaseventhequietofagravetosleepin?Why,man,therearehorrorsinstoreforthatlittlewhitebodyofhers!"

    "Stop,Basil!Iwo!"criedDorian,leapingtohisfeet."Youmustnottellmeaboutthings.Whatisdoneisdone.astispast."

    "Youcallyesterdaythepast?"

    "Whathastheactuallapseoftimegottodowithit?Itisonlyshallowpeoplewhorequireyearstogetridofaion.Amanwhoismasterofhimselfdasorrowaseasilyasheventapleasure.Idontwanttobeatthemeryemotions.Iwanttousethem,toenjoythem,andtodomihem."

    "Dorian,thisishorrible!Somethinghasgedyoupletely.Youlookexactlythesamewonderfulboywho,dayafterday,usedtoedowntomystudiotositforhispicture.Butyouweresimple,natural,andaffeatethen.Youwerethemostunspoiledcreatureinthewholeworld.Now,Idontknowwhathaseoveryou.Youtalkasifyouhad,nopityinyou.ItisallHarrysinfluence.Iseethat."

    Theladflushedupand,goingtothewindow,lookedoutforafewmomentsonthegreen,flickering,sun-lashedgarden."IoweagreatdealtoHarry,Basil,"hesaidatlast,"morethaoyou.Youonlytaughtmetobevain."

    "Well,Iampunishedforthat,Dorian--orshallbesomeday."

    "Idontknowwhatyoumean,Basil,"heexclaimed,turninground."Idontknowwhatyouwant.Whatdoyouwant?"

    "IwanttheDrayIusedtopaint,"saidtheartistsadly.

    "Basil,"saidthe