Dorian winced and looked round at the grotesque things that lay in such fantastic postures on the ragged mattresses. The twisted limbs, the gaping mouths, the staring lustreless eyes, fascinated him. He knew in what strange heavens they were suffering, and what dull hells were teaching them the secret of some new joy. They were better off than he was. He was prisoned in thought. Memory, like a horrible malady, was eating his soul away. From time to time he seemed to see the eyes of Basil Hallward looking at him. Yet he felt he could not

 

 

The pair walked on again for a while in silence; and then “Enfield,” said Mr. Utterson, “that’s a good rule of yours.”“Yes, I think it is,” returned Enfield.“But for all that,” continued the lawyer, “there’s one point I want to ask: I want to ask the name of that man who walked over the child.”“Well,” said Mr. Enfield, “I can’t see what harm it wo

 

“But you will know it, when I tell you what happened the very next day.”She then spoke of the letter, repeating the whole of its contents as far as they concerned George Wickham. What a stroke was this for poor Jane! who would willingly have gone through the world without believing that so much wickedness existed in the whole race of mankind, as was here collected in one individual. Nor was Darcy’s vindication, though grateful to her feelings, capable of consoling her for such discovery. Most earnestly did she labour to prove the probability of error, and seek to clear the one without involving the other.“This will not do,” said Elizabeth; “y

 

 

She did not answer for some time, but stood gazing at the landscape. I wish I knew, she said at last.He shook his head. Knowledge would be fatal. It is the uncertainty that charms one. A mist makes things wonderful.One may lose one's way.All ways end at the same point, my dear Gladys.What is that?Disillusion.It was my debut in life, she sighed.It came to you crowned.I am tired of strawberry leaves.They become you.Only in public.You would miss them, said Lord Henry.I will not part with a petal

 

It may be so, said Lord Orville; but this young lady seems to be peculiarly situated; she is very young, very inexperienced, yet appears to be left totally to her own direction. She does not, I believe, see the dangers to which she is exposed, and I will own to you, I feel a strong desire to point them out.I don't rightly understand your Lordship,-but I think you cannot mean to prejudice her against me?Her sentiments of you, Sir, are as much unknown to me, as your intentions towards her. Perhaps, were I acquainted with either, my officiousness might be at an end: but I presume not to ask upon what terms-Here he stopped; and Sir Clement said, You know, my Lord, I am not given to despair; I am