Портрет Доріана Грея
Chapter 5
Irepresenttoyouallthesinsyouhaveneverhadthecouragetocommit."
"Whatnonsenseyoutalk,Harry!"criedthelad,takingalightfromafire-breathingsilverdragonthatthewaiterhadplacedonthetable. "Letusgodowntothetheatre.WhenSibylcomesonthestageyouwillhaveanewidealoflife. Shewillrepresentsomethingtoyouthatyouhaveneverknown."
"Ihaveknowneverything,"saidLordHenry,withatiredlookinhiseyes, "butIamalwaysreadyforanewemotion.Iamafraid,however,that,formeatanyrate,thereisnosuchthing.Still,yourwonderfulgirlmaythrillme. Iloveacting.Itissomuchmorerealthanlife.Letusgo.Dorian,youwillcomewithme. Iamsosorry,Basil,butthereisonlyroomfortwointhebrougham. Youmustfollowusinahansom."
Theygotupandputontheircoats,sippingtheircoffeestanding. Thepainterwassilentandpreoccupied.Therewasagloomoverhim.Hecouldnotbearthismarriage,andyetitseemedtohimtobebetterthanmanyotherthingsthatmighthavehappened. Afterafewminutes,theyallpasseddownstairs.Hedroveoffbyhimself,ashadbeenarranged, andwatchedtheflashinglightsofthelittlebroughaminfrontofhim.Astrangesenseoflosscameoverhim. HefeltthatDorianGraywouldneveragainbetohimallthathehadbeeninthepast.Lifehadcomebetweenthem.... Hiseyesdarkened,andthecrowded,flaringstreetsbecameblurredtohiseyes. Whenthecabdrewupatthetheatre,itseemedtohimthathehadgrownyearsolder.
