Портрет Доріана Грея

           "Onemayloseone’sway." 

           "Allwaysendatthesamepoint,mydearGladys." 

           "Whatisthat?" 

           "Disillusion." 

           "Itwasmydébutinlife,"shesighed. 

           "Itcametoyoucrowned." 

           "Iamtiredofstrawberryleaves." 

           "Theybecomeyou." 

           "Onlyinpublic." 

           "Youwouldmissthem,"saidLordHenry. 

           "Iwillnotpartwithapetal." 

           "Monmouthhasears." 

           "Oldageisdullofhearing." 

           "Hasheneverbeenjealous?" 

           "Iwishhehadbeen." 

           Heglancedaboutasifinsearchofsomething. "Whatareyoulookingfor? "sheinquired. 

           "Thebuttonfromyourfoil,"heanswered. "Youhavedroppedit." 

           Shelaughed. "Ihavestillthemask." 

           "Itmakesyoureyeslovelier,"washisreply. 

           Shelaughedagain.Herteethshowedlikewhiteseedsinascarletfruit.