Kitabı oku: «The Picture of Dorian Gray. B1 / Портрет Дориана Грея», sayfa 13

Chapter IV

One afternoon, a month later, Dorian Gray was lying in aluxurious armchair at Lord Henry's house. The room was charming, with olive oakpanels, cream-coloured decorations, and Persian rugs. Warm light was making its way through the windows. Dorian felt bored as he flipped through an illustrated book, annoyed by the clock's ticking. Finally, he heard footsteps, and the door opened.

Dorian was waiting for Lord Henry, who was always late.According to his principles, punctuality was a thief of time. Instead of Lord Henry, Lady Henry entered. She introduced herself and said that she recognised Dorian from the eighteen photographs of his that Lord Henry kept.

Lady Henry was acurious woman. Her clothes always looked like she had put them on in a rush. She was full of romantic interest for someone else, but her love was never mutual. She looked peculiar, and often untidy.

Dorian and Lady Henry chatted about music. Lady Henryadored loud music like Wagner's, as it allowed her to talk during performances, while Dorian preferred silence during good music. She noticed that Dorian's opinion was the same as her husband's.

Lord Henry finally arrived, apologising for being late. He explained that he had beenhaggling over a piece of fabric. “Nowadays people know the price of everything and the value of nothing,” he complained.