A week later Dorian Gray was sitting in the conservatory at Selby Royal, talking to the pretty Duchess of Monmouth, who with her husband, a jaded-looking man of sixty, was amongst his guests. It was t
A week later Dorian Gray was sitting in the conservatory at Selby Royal, talking to the pretty Duchess of Monmouth, who with her husband, a jaded-looking man of sixty, was amongst his guests. It was t
It was a lovely night, so warm that he threw his coat over his arm and did not even put his silk scarf round his throat…
"There is no use your telling me that you are going to be good," cried Lord Henry, dipping his white fingers …
The next day he did not leave the house, and, indeed, spent most of the time in his own room, sick with a wild terror o…
A cold rain began to fall, and the blurred street-lamps looked ghastly in the dripping mist. The public-houses were jus…
That evening, at eight-thirty, exquisitely dressed and wearing a large button-hole of Parma violets, Dorian Gray was us…
At nine o'clock the next morning his servant came in with a cup of chocolate on a tray and opened the shutters. Do…
He passed out of the room and began the ascent, Basil Hallward following close behind. They walked softly, as men do in…
It was on the ninth of November, the eve of his own thirty-eighth birthday, as he often remembered afterwards. He was …
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