Chapter 10
quot;Someto carry, sir,quot; gasped ttle man wop landing. And he wiped his shiny forehead.
quot;I am afraid it is rat; murmured Dorian as opened into t o keep for of he eyes of men.
entered t, indeed, since first as a play-room ioned room, Lord Kelso for ttle grandson o ed and desired to keep at a distance. It appeared to Dorian to little calian cassone, s fantastically painted panels and its tarnis mouldings, in ry ed s. all! Every moment of o ainless purity of seemed o it rait o be tle , in t ore for him!
But ter it. Beneats purple pall, ted on tial, sodden, and unclean. did it matter? No one could see it. see it. cion of
ure groer all? t ture s come across seemed to be already stirring in spirit and in flesured sins tlety and t sensitive mout so terpiece.
No; t ore for it. t s brig, ted body, t ern to ure o be concealed. t.
quot;Bring it in, Mr. ; urning round. quot;I am sorry I kept you so long. I ;
quot;Alo , Mr. Gray,quot; ansill gasping for breat; it, sir?quot;
quot;O to lean it against t;
quot;Mig t, sir?quot;
Dorian started. quot;It interest you, Mr. ; ready to leap upon o to lift t concealed t of ;I s trouble you any more now. I am muc;
quot;Not at all, not at all, Mr. Gray. Ever ready to do anyt; And Mr. ramped doairs, folloant, h a look of shy wonder in his rough uncomely face. he had never seen any one so marvellous.
steps t. safe no his would ever see