The Picture of Dorian Gray eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 298 pages of information about The Picture of Dorian Gray.

The Picture of Dorian Gray eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 298 pages of information about The Picture of Dorian Gray.

“I know what pleasure is,” cried Dorian Gray.  “It is to adore some one.”

“That is certainly better than being adored,” he answered, toying with some fruits.  “Being adored is a nuisance.  Women treat us just as humanity treats its gods.  They worship us, and are always bothering us to do something for them.”

“I should have said that whatever they ask for they had first given to us,” murmured the lad gravely.  “They create love in our natures.  They have a right to demand it back.”

“That is quite true, Dorian,” cried Hallward.

“Nothing is ever quite true,” said Lord Henry.

“This is,” interrupted Dorian.  “You must admit, Harry, that women give to men the very gold of their lives.”

“Possibly,” he sighed, “but they invariably want it back in such very small change.  That is the worry.  Women, as some witty Frenchman once put it, inspire us with the desire to do masterpieces and always prevent us from carrying them out.”

“Harry, you are dreadful!  I don’t know why I like you so much.”

“You will always like me, Dorian,” he replied.  “Will you have some coffee, you fellows?  Waiter, bring coffee, and fine-champagne, and some cigarettes.  No, don’t mind the cigarettes—­I have some.  Basil, I can’t allow you to smoke cigars.  You must have a cigarette.  A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure.  It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied.  What more can one want?  Yes, Dorian, you will always be fond of me.  I represent to you all the sins you have never had the courage to commit.”

“What nonsense you talk, Harry!” cried the lad, taking a light from a fire-breathing silver dragon that the waiter had placed on the table.  “Let us go down to the theatre.  When Sibyl comes on the stage you will have a new ideal of life.  She will represent something to you that you have never known.”

“I have known everything,” said Lord Henry, with a tired look in his eyes, “but I am always ready for a new emotion.  I am afraid, however, that, for me at any rate, there is no such thing.  Still, your wonderful girl may thrill me.  I love acting.  It is so much more real than life.  Let us go.  Dorian, you will come with me.  I am so sorry, Basil, but there is only room for two in the brougham.  You must follow us in a hansom.”

They got up and put on their coats, sipping their coffee standing.  The painter was silent and preoccupied.  There was a gloom over him.  He could not bear this marriage, and yet it seemed to him to be better than many other things that might have happened.  After a few minutes, they all passed downstairs.  He drove off by himself, as had been arranged, and watched the flashing lights of the little brougham in front of him.  A strange sense of loss came over him.  He felt that Dorian Gray would never again be to him all that he had been in the past.  Life had come between them....  His eyes darkened, and the crowded flaring streets became blurred to his eyes.  When the cab drew up at the theatre, it seemed to him that he had grown years older.

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