y from tific point of vie inquire  inquire nooo muc is. But I beg of you to do t;

    quot;Dont speak about t;

    quot;times. tairs  go aing at table stretc come to my assistance, I am ruined.  you understand? t I ;

    quot;tely refuse to do anytter. It is insane of you to ask me.quot;

    quot;You refuse?quot;

    quot;Yes.quot;

    quot;I entreat you, Alan.quot;

    quot;It is useless.quot;

    ty came into Dorian Grays eyes. tretc ook a piece of paper, and e somet.  over t carefully, and pus across table.  up and  over to the window.

    Campbell looked at ook up t. As , ly pale and  as if  ing itself to deaty hollow.

    After tes of terrible silence, Dorian turned round and came and stood beting his hand upon his shoulder.

    quot;I am so sorry for you, Alan,quot; ;but you leave me no alternative. I ter ten already.  is. You see t  send it. If you dont . You kno  you are going to  is impossible for you to refuse noried to spare you. You ice to admit t. You ern, reated me as no man o treat me--no living man, at any rate. I bore it all. No is for me to dictate terms.quot;

    Campbell buried hrough him.

    quot;Yes, it is my turn to dictate terms, Alan. You knoe simple. Come, dont o to be done. Face it, and do it.quot;

    A groan broke from Campbells lips and icking of telpiece seemed to o be dividing time into separate atoms of agony, eacoo terrible to be borne.  as if an iron ring igened  olerable. It seemed to crush him.