about your married life, Harry", said Basil Hallward, shaking his hand off, and strolling towards the doors that led into the garden. " I believe that you are really a very good husband, but that you are thoroughly ashamed of your own virtues. You are an extraordinary fellow. You never say a moral thing, and you never do a wrong thing. Your cynicism is simply a pose" -"Being natural is simply a pose, and the most imitating pose I know", cried Lord Henry laughing, and the two young men went out into the garden together, and for a time they did not speak. After a long pause Lord Henry pulled out his watch. "I am afraid I must be going Basil," he murmured, "and before I go I insist on you answering me a question I put to you half an hour ago." "What is that?" asked Basil Hallward, keeping his eyes fixed on the ground. -"You know quite well." -" I do not, Harry." -"Well, I will tell you what it is."
