Chapter 19
serious tragedies. I am sorry I told you no care o me. I knoy! As I rode past te face at t let us talk about it any more, and dont try to persuade me t t good action I little bit of self-sacrifice I of sin. I to be better. I am going to be better. tell me somet yourself. is going on in too t;
quot;till discussing poor Basils disappearance.quot;
quot;I s t tired of t by time,quot; said Dorian, pouring some ly.
quot;My dear boy, talking about it for six is equal to tal strain of opic every tunate lately, terious disappearance of an artist. Scotland Yard still insists t ter train on t Basil never arrived in Paris at all. I suppose in about a fortnigold t is an odd t every one San Francisco. It must be a deligy, and possess all ttractions of t ;
quot; do you to Basil?quot; asked Dorian, t and ter so calmly.
quot;I test idea. If Basil co is no business of mine. If to t ever terrifies me. I e it.quot;
quot;; said the younger man wearily.
quot;Because,quot; said Lord rils t trellis of an open vinaigrette box, quot;one can survive everyt t. Deaty are ts in teentury t one cannot explain a us play Co me. tely. Poor Victoria! I ts t s. Pers t. tial part of ones personality.quot;
Dorian said not rose from table, and passing into t room, sat doo t ray across te and black ivory of ter t in, opped, and looking over at Lord ; ever occur to you t Basil ;
Lord ;Basil erbury c clever enougo ing. But a man can pain