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"
And
...
Harry
!
"
"
Yes
,
Basil
?
"
"
Remember
what
I
asked
you
,
when
we
were
in
the
garden
this
morning
.
"
"
I
have
forgotten
it
.
"
"
I
trust
you
.
"
"
I
wish
I
could
trust
myself
,
"
said
Lord
Henry
,
laughing
.
"
Come
,
Mr.
Gray
,
my
hansom
is
outside
,
and
I
can
drop
you
at
your
own
place
.
Good-bye
,
Basil
.
It
has
been
a
most
interesting
afternoon
.
"
As
the
door
closed
behind
them
,
the
painter
flung
himself
down
on
a
sofa
,
and
a
look
of
pain
came
into
his
face
.
At
half-past
twelve
next
day
Lord
Henry
Wotton
strolled
from
Curzon
Street
over
to
the
Albany
to
call
on
his
uncle
,
Lord
Fermor
,
a
genial
if
somewhat
rough-mannered
old
bachelor
,
whom
the
outside
world
called
selfish
because
it
derived
no
particular
benefit
from
him
,
but
who
was
considered
generous
by
Society
as
he
fed
the
people
who
amused
him
.
His
father
had
been
our
ambassador
at
Madrid
when
Isabella
was
young
,
and
Prim
unthought
of
,
but
had
retired
from
the
Diplomatic
Service
in
a
capricious
moment
of
annoyance
at
not
being
offered
the
Embassy
at
Paris
,
a
post
to
which
he
considered
that
he
was
fully
entitled
by
reason
of
his
birth
,
his
indolence
,
the
good
English
of
his
despatches
,
and
his
inordinate
passion
for
pleasure
.
The
son
,
who
had
been
his
father
's
secretary
,
had
resigned
along
with
his
chief
,
somewhat
foolishly
as
was
thought
at
the
time
,
and
on
succeeding
some
months
later
to
the
title
,
had
set
himself
to
the
serious
study
of
the
great
aristocratic
art
of
doing
absolutely
nothing
.
He
had
two
large
town
houses
,
but
preferred
to
live
in
chambers
,
as
it
was
less
trouble
,
and
took
most
of
his
meals
at
his
club
.
He
paid
some
attention
to
the
management
of
his
collieries
in
the
Midland
counties
,
excusing
himself
for
this
taint
of
industry
on
the
ground
that
the
one
advantage
of
having
coal
was
that
it
enabled
a
gentleman
to
afford
the
decency
of
burning
wood
on
his
own
hearth
.
In
politics
he
was
a
Tory
,
except
when
the
Tories
were
in
office
,
during
which
period
he
roundly
abused
them
for
being
a
pack
of
Radicals
.
He
was
a
hero
to
his
valet
,
who
bullied
him
,
and
a
terror
to
most
of
his
relations
,
whom
he
bullied
in
turn
.
Only
England
could
have
produced
him
,
and
he
always
said
that
the
country
was
going
to
the
dogs
.
His
principles
were
out
of
date
,
but
there
was
a
good
deal
to
be
said
for
his
prejudices
.
When
Lord
Henry
entered
the
room
,
he
found
his
uncle
sitting
in
a
rough
shooting
coat
,
smoking
a
cheroot
,
and
grumbling
over
The
Times
.
"
Well
,
Harry
,
"
said
the
old
gentleman
,
"
what
brings
you
out
so
early
?
I
thought
you
dandies
never
got
up
till
two
,
and
were
not
visible
till
five
.
"
