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1"People like you--the wilful sunbeams of life--don't commit crimes, Dorian. But I am much obliged for the compliment,
2all the same. And now tell me--reach me the matches, like a good boy--thanks--what are your actual relations with Sibyl
3Vane?" Dorian Gray leaped to his feet, with flushed cheeks and burning eyes. "Harry! Sibyl Vane is sacred!" "It is only
4the sacred things that are worth touching, Dorian," said Lord Henry, with a strange touch of pathos in his voice. "But
5why should you be annoyed? I suppose she will belong to you some day. When one is in love, one always begins by
6deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance. You know her, at
7any rate, I suppose?" "Of course I know her. On the first night I was at the theatre, the horrid old Jew came round to
8the box after the performance was over and offered to take me behind the scenes and introduce me to her. I was furious
9with him, and told him that Juliet had been dead for hundreds of years and that her body was lying in a marble tomb in
10Verona. I think, from his blank look of amazement, that he was under the impression that I had taken too much champagne,
11or something." "I am not surprised." "Then he asked me if I wrote for any of the newspapers. I told him I never even
12read them. He seemed terribly disappointed at that, and confided to me that all the dramatic critics were in a
13conspiracy against him, and that they were every one of them to be bought." "I should not wonder if he was quite right
14there. But, on the other hand, judging from their appearance, most of them cannot be at all expensive." "Well, he seemed
15to think they were beyond his means," laughed Dorian. "By this time, however, the lights were being put out in the
16theatre, and I had to go. He wanted me to try some cigars that he strongly recommended. I declined. The next night, of
17course, I arrived at the place again. When he saw me, he made me a low bow and assured me that I was a munificent patron
18of art. He was a most offensive brute, though he had an extraordinary passion for Shakespeare. He told me once, with an
19air of pride, that his five bankruptcies were entirely due to 'The Bard,' as he insisted on calling him. He seemed to
20think it a distinction." "It was a distinction, my dear Dorian--a great distinction. Most people become bankrupt through
21having invested too heavily in the prose of life. To have ruined one's self over poetry is an honour. But when did you
22first speak to Miss Sibyl Vane?" "The third night. She had been playing Rosalind. I could not help going round. I had
23thrown her some flowers, and she had looked at me--at least I fancied that she had. The old Jew was persistent. He
24seemed determined to take me behind, so I consented. It was curious my not wanting to know her, wasn't it?" "No; I don't
25think so." "My dear Harry, why?" "I will tell you some other time. Now I want to know about the girl." "Sibyl? Oh, she
26was so shy and so gentle. There is something of a child about her. Her eyes opened wide in exquisite wonder when I told
27her what I thought of her performance, and she seemed quite unconscious of her power. I think we were both rather
28nervous. The old Jew stood grinning at the doorway of the dusty greenroom, making elaborate speeches about us both,
29while we stood looking at each other like children. He would insist on calling me 'My Lord,' so I had to assure Sibyl
30that I was not anything of the kind. She said quite simply to me, 'You look more like a prince. I must call you Prince
31Charming.'" "Upon my word, Dorian, Miss Sibyl knows how to pay compliments." "You don't understand her, Harry. She
32regarded me merely as a person in a play. She knows nothing of life. She lives with her mother, a faded tired woman who
33played Lady Capulet in a sort of magenta dressing-wrapper on the first night, and looks as if she had seen better days."
34"I know that look. It depresses me," murmured Lord Henry, examining his rings. "The Jew wanted to tell me her history,
35but I said it did not interest me." "You were quite right. There is always something infinitely mean about other
36people's tragedies." "Sibyl is the only thing I care about. What is it to me where she came from? From her little head
37to her little feet, she is absolutely and entirely divine. Every night of my life I go to see her act, and every night
38she is more marvellous." "That is the reason, I suppose, that you never dine with me now. I thought you must have some
39curious romance on hand. You have; but it is not quite what I expected." "My dear Harry, we either lunch or sup together
40every day, and I have been to the opera with you several times," said Dorian, opening his blue eyes in wonder. "You
41always come dreadfully late." "Well, I can't help going to see Sibyl play," he cried, "even if it is only for a single
42act. I get hungry for her presence; and when I think of the wonderful soul that is hidden away in that little ivory
43body, I am filled with awe." "You can dine with me to-night, Dorian, can't you?" He shook his head. "To-night she is
44Imogen," he answered, "and to-morrow night she will be Juliet." "When is she Sibyl Vane?" "Never." "I congratulate you."
45"How horrid you are! She is all the great heroines of the world in one. She is more than an individual. You laugh, but I
46tell you she has genius. I love her, and I must make her love me. You, who know all the secrets of life, tell me how to
47charm Sibyl Vane to love me! I want to make Romeo jealous. I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter and
48grow sad. I want a breath of our passion to stir their dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain. My God,
49Harry, how I worship her!" He was walking up and down the room as he spoke. Hectic spots of red burned on his cheeks. He
50was terribly excited. Lord Henry watched him with a subtle sense of pleasure. How different he was now from the shy
51frightened boy he had met in Basil Hallward's studio! His nature had developed like a flower, had borne blossoms of
52scarlet flame. Out of its secret hiding-place had crept his soul, and desire had come to meet it on the way. "And what
53do you propose to do?" said Lord Henry at last. "I want you and Basil to come with me some night and see her act. I have
54not the slightest fear of the result. You are certain to acknowledge her genius. Then we must get her out of the Jew's
55hands. She is bound to him for three years--at least for two years and eight months--from the present time. I shall have
56to pay him something, of course. When all that is settled, I shall take a West End theatre and bring her out properly.
57She will make the world as mad as she has made me." "That would be impossible, my dear boy." "Yes, she will. She has not
58merely art, consummate art-instinct, in her, but she has personality also; and you have often told me that it is
59personalities, not principles, that move the age." "Well, what night shall we go?" "Let me see. To-day is Tuesday. Let
60us fix to-morrow. She plays Juliet to-morrow." "All right. The Bristol at eight o'clock; and I will get Basil." "Not
61eight, Harry, please. Half-past six. We must be there before the curtain rises. You must see her in the first act, where
62she meets Romeo." "Half-past six! What an hour! It will be like having a meat-tea, or reading an English novel. It must
63be seven. No gentleman dines before seven. Shall you see Basil between this and then? Or shall I write to him?" "Dear
64Basil! I have not laid eyes on him for a week. It is rather horrid of me, as he has sent me my portrait in the most
65wonderful frame, specially designed by himself, and, though I am a little jealous of the picture for being a whole month
66younger than I am, I must admit that I delight in it. Perhaps you had better write to him. I don't want to see him
67alone. He says things that annoy me. He gives me good advice."
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