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whose mere memory must stain
stains your cheek with shame. I know...."

"Stop," whispered murmured
said Dorian Gray, "Stop. You bewilder me. I don't know what to say. There is some answer to you, but I cannot find it. Basil, I am tired standing. I must
will go out and sit in the garden. The air is stifling here."

"My dear fellow, I am so sorry. When I am painting, I cant
never think of any thing else. But you never sat better. You were perfectly still. And I have caught the effect I wanted, the half-parted lips, and the bright look in the eyes. I don't know what Harry has been saying to you, but he has certainly made you have the most wonderful expression. I suppose he has been paying you compliments. You must'nt believe a word that he says."

"He has certainly not been paying me compliments. Perhaps that is the reason I don't think I believe any thing he has told me.
word that he has said."

"You know you believe it all," said Lord Henry, looking at him, with his dreamy heavy-lidded eyes. "I will
Let us come to the garden with you. We will finish our conversation there. It is horribly hot in the studio. Basil, let us have something iced to drink,