tell you Harry", aswered the young painter; "and I am afraid you will hardly understand it." Lord Henry smiled and leaning down plucked a pink-peatlled daisy from the grass and examined it. "I am quite sure I shall understand it," he replied, gazing intently at the little golden white feathered disk. The wind shook some blossoms from the Trees, and the heavy lilac-blooms, with their clustering stars, moves to and fro in the languid air. A grasshopper began to chirrup in the grass, and a long thin dragon fly floates by on its brown gauze wings. Lord Henry felt as if he could hear Basil Hallward's heart beating, and he wondered what was coming. "Yes" there is very little to tell you" Hallward rather bitterly, "as I have said, you will be disappointed. Two months ago I went to a crush at Lady Brandons. You know we poor painters have to show ourselves in society from time to time, just to remind the public that we are not savages. With an evening coat and a white tie as you told me once, any
