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Lord Henry smiled. Yes; he would try to dominate Dorian Gray – had already, indeed, half done so. There was something fascinating in this son of Love and Death. Suddenly he stopped and glanced up at the houses. He found that he had passed his aunt’s some distance, and, smiling to himself, turned back.

certainly would not, Harry,” said Hallward. Dorian Gray turned and looked at

He stared at it in surprise and walked on into his bedroom.

“There is no such thing as a good influence, Mr. Gray.

Dorian remembered the wish he had made at Basil’s.

said Lord Henry the following evening.

Would you think it very rude of me if I asked you to go away?”

“I knew that you would understand me. In

should be sorry to miss you.” “Basil,” cried Dorian Gray, “if Lord Henry

What was she like? Whom did she marry? I am very much interested in Mr. Gray at present. I have only just met him.” “Kelso’s grandson!” echoed the old gentleman. “Kelso’s grandson! Of course, I knew his mother intimately. She was a very beautiful girl, Margaret Devereux, but she married a penniless young fellow – a mere nobody,[25] sir. Certainly I remember the whole thing as if it happened yesterday. Lady Margaret fell in love when she was very young. She ran away from home and married a soldier. But she did not have a happy life. The poor chap was killed in a duel, a few months after the marriage. Lord Kelso was very angry and never talked to Lady Margaret again. Dorian’s father, the soldier, was killed before Dorian was