amoodthatwouldpassaway.Therewassomuhimthatwasgood,somuhimthatwasnoble.

    "Well,Dorian,"hesaidatlength,withasadsmile,"Iwooyouagainaboutthishorriblething,afterto-day.Ionlytrustyourbementionedinewithit.Theiistotakeplacethisafternoon.Havetheysummonedyou?"

    Dorianshookhishead,andalookofannoyancepassedoverhisfaceatthementionoftheword"i."Therewassomethingsocrudeandvulgarabouteverythingofthekind."Theydontknowmyname,"heanswered.

    "Butsurelyshedid?"

    "OnlymyChristianname,andthatIamquitesureshenevermentiooanyone.ShetoldmeotheywereallrathercurioustolearnwhoIwas,andthatsheinvariablytoldthemmynamerinceCharming.Itrettyofher.YoumustdomeadrawingofSibyl,Basil.Ishouldliketohavesomethingmoreofherthanthememoryofafewkissesandsomebrokenpatheticwords."

    "Iwilltryanddosomething,Dorian,ifitwouldpleaseyou.Butyoumusteandsittomeyourselfagain.Itgetonwithoutyou."

    "Ieversittoyouagain,Basil.Itisimpossible!"heexclaimed,startingback.

    Thepaiaredathim."Mydearboy,whatnonsense!"hecried."DoyoumeantosayyoudontlikewhatIdidofyou?Whereisit?Whyhaveyoupulledthesinfrontofit?Letmelookatit.ItisthebestthingIhaveeverdoakethesaway,Dorian.Itissimplydisgracefulofyourservanthidingmyworklikethat.IfelttheroomlookeddifferentasIcamein."

    "Myservanthasnothingtodowithit,Basil.Youdontimagihimarrangemyroomforme?Hesettlesmyflowersformesometimes--thatisall.No;Ididitmyself.Thelightwastorai