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1The elder man laughed. "The only horrible thing in the world is ennui, Dorian. That is the one sin for which there is no
2forgiveness. But we are not likely to suffer from it unless these fellows keep chattering about this thing at dinner. I
3must tell them that the subject is to be tabooed. As for omens, there is no such thing as an omen. Destiny does not send
4us heralds. She is too wise or too cruel for that. Besides, what on earth could happen to you, Dorian? You have
5everything in the world that a man can want. There is no one who would not be delighted to change places with you."
6"There is no one with whom I would not change places, Harry. Don't laugh like that. I am telling you the truth. The
7wretched peasant who has just died is better off than I am. I have no terror of death. It is the coming of death that
8terrifies me. Its monstrous wings seem to wheel in the leaden air around me. Good heavens! don't you see a man moving
9behind the trees there, watching me, waiting for me?" Lord Henry looked in the direction in which the trembling gloved
10hand was pointing. "Yes," he said, smiling, "I see the gardener waiting for you. I suppose he wants to ask you what
11flowers you wish to have on the table to-night. How absurdly nervous you are, my dear fellow! You must come and see my
12doctor, when we get back to town." Dorian heaved a sigh of relief as he saw the gardener approaching. The man touched
13his hat, glanced for a moment at Lord Henry in a hesitating manner, and then produced a letter, which he handed to his
14master. "Her Grace told me to wait for an answer," he murmured. Dorian put the letter into his pocket. "Tell her Grace
15that I am coming in," he said, coldly. The man turned round and went rapidly in the direction of the house. "How fond
16women are of doing dangerous things!" laughed Lord Henry. "It is one of the qualities in them that I admire most. A
17woman will flirt with anybody in the world as long as other people are looking on." "How fond you are of saying
18dangerous things, Harry! In the present instance, you are quite astray. I like the duchess very much, but I don't love
19her." "And the duchess loves you very much, but she likes you less, so you are excellently matched." "You are talking
20scandal, Harry, and there is never any basis for scandal." "The basis of every scandal is an immoral certainty," said
21Lord Henry, lighting a cigarette. "You would sacrifice anybody, Harry, for the sake of an epigram." "The world goes to
22the altar of its own accord," was the answer. "I wish I could love," cried Dorian Gray with a deep note of pathos in his
23voice. "But I seem to have lost the passion and forgotten the desire. I am too much concentrated on myself. My own
24personality has become a burden to me. I want to escape, to go away, to forget. It was silly of me to come down here at
25all. I think I shall send a wire to Harvey to have the yacht got ready. On a yacht one is safe." "Safe from what,
26Dorian? You are in some trouble. Why not tell me what it is? You know I would help you." "I can't tell you, Harry," he
27answered sadly. "And I dare say it is only a fancy of mine. This unfortunate accident has upset me. I have a horrible
28presentiment that something of the kind may happen to me." "What nonsense!" "I hope it is, but I can't help feeling it.
29Ah! here is the duchess, looking like Artemis in a tailor-made gown. You see we have come back, Duchess." "I have heard
30all about it, Mr. Gray," she answered. "Poor Geoffrey is terribly upset. And it seems that you asked him not to shoot
31the hare. How curious!" "Yes, it was very curious. I don't know what made me say it. Some whim, I suppose. It looked the
32loveliest of little live things. But I am sorry they told you about the man. It is a hideous subject." "It is an
33annoying subject," broke in Lord Henry. "It has no psychological value at all. Now if Geoffrey had done the thing on
34purpose, how interesting he would be! I should like to know some one who had committed a real murder." "How horrid of
35you, Harry!" cried the duchess. "Isn't it, Mr. Gray? Harry, Mr. Gray is ill again. He is going to faint." Dorian drew
36himself up with an effort and smiled. "It is nothing, Duchess," he murmured; "my nerves are dreadfully out of order.
37That is all. I am afraid I walked too far this morning. I didn't hear what Harry said. Was it very bad? You must tell me
38some other time. I think I must go and lie down. You will excuse me, won't you?" They had reached the great flight of
39steps that led from the conservatory on to the terrace. As the glass door closed behind Dorian, Lord Henry turned and
40looked at the duchess with his slumberous eyes. "Are you very much in love with him?" he asked. She did not answer for
41some time, but stood gazing at the landscape. "I wish I knew," she said at last. He shook his head. "Knowledge would be
42fatal. It is the uncertainty that charms one. A mist makes things wonderful." "One may lose one's way." "All ways end at
43the same point, my dear Gladys." "What is that?" "Disillusion." "It was my début in life," she sighed. "It came to you
44crowned." "I am tired of strawberry leaves." "They become you." "Only in public." "You would miss them," said Lord
45Henry. "I will not part with a petal." "Monmouth has ears." "Old age is dull of hearing." "Has he never been jealous?"
46"I wish he had been." He glanced about as if in search of something. "What are you looking for?" she inquired. "The
47button from your foil," he answered. "You have dropped it." She laughed. "I have still the mask." "It makes your eyes
48lovelier," was his reply. She laughed again. Her teeth showed like white seeds in a scarlet fruit. Upstairs, in his own
49room, Dorian Gray was lying on a sofa, with terror in every tingling fibre of his body. Life had suddenly become too
50hideous a burden for him to bear. The dreadful death of the unlucky beater, shot in the thicket like a wild animal, had
51seemed to him to pre-figure death for himself also. He had nearly swooned at what Lord Henry had said in a chance mood
52of cynical jesting. At five o'clock he rang his bell for his servant and gave him orders to pack his things for the
53night-express to town, and to have the brougham at the door by eight-thirty. He was determined not to sleep another
54night at Selby Royal. It was an ill-omened place. Death walked there in the sunlight. The grass of the forest had been
55spotted with blood. Then he wrote a note to Lord Henry, telling him that he was going up to town to consult his doctor
56and asking him to entertain his guests in his absence. As he was putting it into the envelope, a knock came to the door,
57and his valet informed him that the head-keeper wished to see him. He frowned and bit his lip. "Send him in," he
58muttered, after some moments' hesitation. As soon as the man entered, Dorian pulled his chequebook out of a drawer and
59spread it out before him. "I suppose you have come about the unfortunate accident of this morning, Thornton?" he said,
60taking up a pen. "Yes, sir," answered the gamekeeper. "Was the poor fellow married? Had he any people dependent on him?"
61asked Dorian, looking bored. "If so, I should not like them to be left in want, and will send them any sum of money you
62may think necessary." "We don't know who he is, sir. That is what I took the liberty of coming to you about." "Don't
63know who he is?" said Dorian, listlessly. "What do you mean? Wasn't he one of your men?" "No, sir. Never saw him before.
64Seems like a sailor, sir." The pen dropped from Dorian Gray's hand, and he felt as if his heart had suddenly stopped
65beating. "A sailor?" he cried out. "Did you say a sailor?" "Yes, sir. He looks as if he had been a sort of sailor;
66tattooed on both arms, and that kind of thing." "Was there anything found on him?" said Dorian, leaning forward and
67looking at the man with startled eyes. "Anything that would tell his name?"
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