Портрет Дориана Грея

           Hewasanexcellentmusician,however,aswell,andplayedboththeviolinandthepianobetterthanmostamateurs. Infact,itwasmusicthathadfirstbroughthimandDorianGraytogether—musicandthatindefinableattractionthatDorianseemedtobeabletoexercisewheneverhewished,andindeedexercisedoftenwithoutbeingconsciousofit. TheyhadmetatLadyBerkshire’sthenightthatRubinsteinplayedthere,andafterthatusedtobealwaysseentogetherattheOpera,andwherevergoodmusicwasgoingon. Foreighteenmonthstheirintimacylasted. CampbellwasalwayseitheratSelbyRoyalorinGrosvenorSquare. Tohim,astomanyothers,DorianGraywasthetypeofeverythingthatiswonderfulandfascinatinginlife. Whetherornotaquarrelhadtakenplacebetweenthemnooneeverknew. Butsuddenlypeopleremarkedthattheyscarcelyspokewhentheymet,andthatCampbellseemedalwaystogoawayearlyfromanypartyatwhichDorianGraywaspresent. Hehadchanged,too—wasstrangelymelancholyattimes,appearedalmosttodislikehearingmusic,andwouldneverhimselfplay,givingashisexcuse,whenhewascalledupon,thathewassoabsorbedinsciencethathehadnotimeleftinwhichtopractise. Andthiswascertainlytrue. Everydayheseemedtobecomemoreinterestedinbiology,andhisnameappearedonceortwiceinsomeofthescientificreviews,inconnectionwithcertaincuriousexperiments. 

           ThiswasthemanDorianGraywaswaitingfor. Everysecondhekeptglancingattheclock. Astheminuteswentbyhebecamehorriblyagitated. Atlasthegotup,andbegantopaceupanddowntheroom,lookinglikeabeautifulcagedthing. Hetooklongstealthystrides. Hishandswerecuriouslycold.