Chapter 17
e of t; cried t; becomes of your simile about t;
quot;Ugliness is one of tues, Gladys. You, as a good tory, must not underrate tues s;
quot;You dont like your country, t; she asked.
quot;I live in it.quot;
quot;t you may censure it tter.quot;
quot;ould you ake t of Europe on it?quot; he inquired.
quot; do t;
quot;t tartuffe ed to England and opened a s;
quot;Is t yours, ;
quot;I give it to you.quot;
quot;I could not use it. It is too true.quot;
quot;You need not be afraid. Our countrymen never recognize a description.quot;
quot;tical.quot;
quot;tical. upidity by ;
quot;Still, ;
quot;Great t on us, Gladys.quot;
quot;e ;
quot;Only as far as tock Exc;
S;I believe in t; she cried.
quot;It represents t;
quot;It .quot;
quot;Decay fascinates me more.quot;
quot; of art?quot; she asked.
quot;It is a malady.quot;
quot;Love?quot;
quot;An illusion.quot;
quot;Religion?quot;
quot;titute for belief.quot;
quot;You are a sceptic.quot;
quot;Never! Scepticism is t;
quot; are you?quot;
quot;to define is to limit.quot;
quot;Give me a clue.quot;
quot;t;
quot;You be us talk of some one else.quot;
quot;Our is a deligopic. Years ago ened Prince C;
quot;A remind me of t,quot; cried Dorian Gray.
quot;Our is rat; ans;I believe Monmoutific princi