Chapter 9
med hallward, laughing.
quot;If you try to look at it, Basil, on my e serious. I dont offer any explanation, and you are not to ask for any. But, remember, if you touc;
ruck. Dorian Gray in absolute amazement. ually pallid rembling all over.
quot;Dorian!quot;
quot;Dont speak!quot;
quot;But ter? Of course I look at it if you dont me to,quot; urning on o;But, really, it seems rat I s see my oo ex it in Paris in tumn. I so give it anot of varnis, so I must see it some day, and o-day?quot;
quot;to ex it! You to ex it?quot; exclaimed Dorian Gray, a strange sense of terror creeping over o be s? ere people to gape at tery of kno once.
quot;Yes; I dont suppose you to t. Georges Petit is going to collect all my best pictures for a special exion in t ober. trait for t time. In fact, you are sure to be out of to al.quot;
Dorian Gray passed ion t t ;You told me a mont you ,quot; ;ent as many moods as ot your moods are rat ten t you assured me most solemnly t noto send it to any exion. You told ly t; opped suddenly, and a gleam of ligo Lord o , quot;If you to range quarter of an Basil to tell you ure. old me ion to me.quot; Yes, peroo, . ry.
quot;Basil,quot; e close and looking raig; me knoo ex my picture?quot;
ter se of ;Dorian, if I told you, you migainly laug me. I could not bear your doing eito look at your picture again, I am content. I o look at. If you ation.quot;
quot;No, Basil, you must tell