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"
You
must
introduce
me
now
,
"
cried
Lord
Henry
,
laughing
.
The
painter
turned
to
his
servant
,
who
stood
blinking
in
the
sunlight
.
"
Ask
Mr.
Gray
to
wait
,
Parker
:
I
shall
be
in
in
a
few
moments
.
"
The
man
bowed
,
and
went
up
the
walk
.
Then
he
looked
at
Lord
Henry
.
"
Dorian
Gray
is
my
dearest
friend
,
"
he
said
.
"
He
has
a
simple
and
a
beautiful
nature
.
Your
aunt
was
quite
right
in
what
she
said
of
him
.
Do
n't
spoil
him
.
Do
n't
try
to
influence
him
.
Your
influence
would
be
bad
.
The
world
is
wide
,
and
has
many
marvellous
people
in
it
.
Do
n't
take
away
from
me
the
one
person
who
gives
to
my
art
whatever
charm
it
possesses
;
my
life
as
an
artist
depends
on
him
.
Mind
,
Harry
,
I
trust
you
.
"
He
spoke
very
slowly
,
and
the
words
seemed
wrung
out
of
him
almost
against
his
will
.
"
What
nonsense
you
talk
!
"
said
Lord
Henry
,
smiling
,
and
,
taking
Hallward
by
the
arm
,
he
almost
led
him
into
the
house
.
As
they
entered
they
saw
Dorian
Gray
.
He
was
seated
at
the
piano
,
with
his
back
to
them
,
turning
over
the
pages
of
a
volume
of
Schumann
's
"
Forest
Scenes
.
"
"
You
must
lend
me
these
,
Basil
,
"
he
cried
.
"
I
want
to
learn
them
.
They
are
perfectly
charming
.
"
"
That
entirely
depends
on
how
you
sit
to-day
,
Dorian
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
am
tired
of
sitting
,
and
I
do
n't
want
a
life-sized
portrait
of
myself
,
"
answered
the
lad
,
swinging
round
on
the
music-stool
,
in
a
wilful
,
petulant
manner
.
When
he
caught
sight
of
Lord
Henry
,
a
faint
blush
coloured
his
cheeks
for
a
moment
,
and
he
started
up
.
"
I
beg
your
pardon
,
Basil
,
but
I
did
n't
know
you
had
anyone
with
you
.
"
"
This
is
Lord
Henry
Wotton
,
Dorian
,
an
old
Oxford
friend
of
mine
.
I
have
just
been
telling
him
what
a
capital
sitter
you
were
,
and
now
you
have
spoiled
everything
.
"
"
You
have
not
spoiled
my
pleasure
in
meeting
you
,
Mr.
Gray
,
"
said
Lord
Henry
,
stepping
forward
and
extending
his
hand
.
"
My
aunt
has
often
spoken
to
me
about
you
.
You
are
one
of
her
favourites
,
and
,
I
am
afraid
,
one
of
her
victims
also
.
"
"
I
am
in
Lady
Agatha
's
black
books
at
present
,
"
answered
Dorian
,
with
a
funny
look
of
penitence
.
"
I
promised
to
go
to
a
club
in
Whitechapel
with
her
last
Tuesday
,
and
I
really
forgot
all
about
it
.
We
were
to
have
played
a
duet
together
--
three
duets
,
I
believe
.
I
do
n't
know
what
she
will
say
to
me
.
I
am
far
too
frightened
to
call
.
"
