Портрет Доріана Грея

Chapter 7

           Themomentshetouchedactuallife,shemarredit,anditmarredher,andsoshepassedaway. MournforOphelia,ifyoulike. PutashesonyourheadbecauseCordeliawasstrangled. CryoutagainstHeavenbecausethedaughterofBrabantiodied. Butdon’twasteyourtearsoverSibylVane. Shewaslessrealthantheyare." 

           Therewasasilence. Theeveningdarkenedintheroom. Noiselessly,andwithsilverfeet,theshadowscreptinfromthegarden. Thecoloursfadedwearilyoutofthings. 

           AftersometimeDorianGraylookedup. "Youhaveexplainedmetomyself,Harry,"hemurmured,withsomethingofasighofrelief. "Ifeltallthatyouhavesaid,butsomehowIwasafraidofit,andIcouldnotexpressittomyself. Howwellyouknowme! Butwewillnottalkagainofwhathashappened. Ithasbeenamarvellousexperience. Thatisall. Iwonderiflifehasstillinstoreformeanythingasmarvellous." 

           "Lifehaseverythinginstoreforyou,Dorian. Thereisnothingthatyou,withyourextraordinarygoodlooks,willnotbeabletodo." 

           "Butsuppose,Harry,Ibecamehaggard,andold,andwrinkled? Whatthen?" 

           "Ah,then,"saidLordHenry,risingtogo"then,mydearDorian,youwouldhavetofightforyourvictories. Asitis,theyarebroughttoyou. No,youmustkeepyourgoodlooks. Weliveinanagethatreadstoomuchtobewise,andthatthinkstoomuchtobebeautiful. Wecannotspareyou. Andnowyouhadbetterdress,anddrivedowntotheclub. Weareratherlate,asitis." 

           "IthinkIshalljoinyouattheOpera,Harry. Ifeeltootiredtoeatanything. Whatisthenumberofyoursister’sbox?" 

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