ondon o your e you to to be a friend of Lord Staveley. I met  dinner last ion, in connection ures you  to tion at taveley curled  you mig artistic tastes, but t you  I  o young men? t cted suicide. You on, arnis about Adrian Singleton and  about Lord Kents only son and  erday in St. Jamess Street.  about t sort of life  noleman e ;

    quot;Stop, Basil. You are talking about t; said Dorian Gray, biting e of infinite contempt in ;You ask me . It is because I kno  because  mine. it on and young Perteacs silly son takes reets,  to me? If Adrian Singleton es ter in England. tables, and ters in order to try and pretend t t society and on intimate terms ry, it is enougo inction and brains for every common tongue to   sort of lives do t t ive land of te.quot;

    quot;Dorian,quot; cried ;t is not tion. England is bad enougy is all  is t you to be fine. You  been fine. One  to judge of a man by t o lose all sense of y. You o t you can smile, as you are smiling no reason, if for none ot ers name a by-;

    quot;take care, Basil. You go too far.quot;

    quot;I must speak, and you must listen. You sen.  Lady G a breatouc o live ories-- stories t you  da of dreadful o t dens in London. Are true? Can true?   about your country- is led t kno you. I  tell you t I dont  to preaco you. I remember  every man eur curate for t al, and to break  to preaco you. I  you to lead suc you. I  you to  you to get rid of te  s. Dont be so indifferent. You  it be for good, not for evil. t you