Портрет Доріана Грея
Chapter 16
"Menhaveeducatedus."
"Butnotexplainedyou."
"Describeusasasex,"washerchallenge.
"Sphynxeswithoutsecrets."
Shelookedathim,smiling. "HowlongMr.Grayis!"shesaid. "Letusgoandhelphim. Ihavenotyettoldhimthecolourofmyfrock."
"Ah!youmustsuityourfrocktohisflowers,Gladys."
"Thatwouldbeaprematuresurrender."
"RomanticArtbeginswithitsclimax."
"Imustkeepanopportunityforretreat."
"IntheParthianmanner?"
"Theyfoundsafetyinthedesert. Icouldnotdothat."
"Womenarenotalwaysallowedachoice,"heanswered, buthardlyhadhefinishedthesentencebeforefromthefarendoftheconservatorycameastifledgroan,followedbythedullsoundofaheavyfall. Everybodystartedup. TheDuchessstoodmotionlessinhorror. AndwithfearinhiseyesLordHenryrushedthroughtheflappingpalmstofindDorianGraylyingfacedownwardsonthetiledfloorinadeath-likeswoon.
Hewascarriedatonceintothebluedrawing-room,andlaidupononeofthesofas. Afterashorttimehecametohimself,andlookedroundwithadazedexpression.