Chapter 13

           Atnineo’clockthenextmorninghisservantcameinwithacupofchocolateonatray,andopenedtheshutters. Dorianwassleepingquitepeacefully,lyingonhisrightside,withonehandunderneathhischeek. Helookedlikeaboywhohadbeentiredoutwithplay,orstudy. 

           Themanhadtotouchhimtwiceontheshoulderbeforehewoke,andasheopenedhiseyesafaintsmilepassedacrosshislips,asthoughhehadbeenlostinsomedelightfuldream. Yethehadnotdreamedatall. Hisnighthadbeenuntroubledbyanyimagesofpleasureorofpain. Butyouthsmileswithoutanyreason. Itisoneofitschiefestcharms. 

           Heturnedround,and,leaninguponhiselbow,begantosiphischocolate. ThemellowNovembersuncamestreamingintotheroom. Theskywasbright,andtherewasagenialwarmthintheair. ItwasalmostlikeamorninginMay. 

           Graduallytheeventsoftheprecedingnightcreptwithsilentblood-stainedfeetintohisbrain,andreconstructedthemselvestherewithterribledistinctness. Hewincedatthememoryofallthathehadsuffered,andforamomentthesamecuriousfeelingofloathingforBasilHallward thathadmadehimkillhimashesatinthechair,camebacktohim,andhegrewcoldwithpassion. Thedeadmanwasstillsittingthere,too,andinthesunlightnow. Howhorriblethatwas! Suchhideousthingswereforthedarkness,notfortheday. 

           Hefeltthatifhebroodedonwhathehadgonethroughhewouldsickenorgrowmad. 

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