THE+PICTURE+OF+DORIAN+GRAY

43was walking very fast, and had the collar of his coat turned up. Hehad a bag in his hand. Dorian recognized him.It was Basil Hallward.A strange fear made Dorian walk off quickly in the direction of hisown house.But Hallward had seen him. Dorian heard him hurrying afterhim. In a few moments his hand was on his arm.'Dorian! What an extraordinary piece of luck! I have beenwaiting for you in your library ever since nine o'clock. I am goingto Paris on the midnight train, and I wanted to see you before I left.I thought it was you, or at least your coat, as I passed you. But Iwasn't sure. Didn't you recognize me?''In this fog, -y dear Basil? I can't even recognize GrosvenorSquare. I believe my house is somewhere about here, but I don'tfeel at all certain about it. I am sorry you are going away, as I havenot seen you for such a long time. But I suppose you will be backsoon?''No,I am going to be out ofEngland for six months. F{ere we areat your door. Let me come in for a moment.I have something to sayto you.''That would be lovely. But won't you miss your train?' saidDorian Gray, as he went up the steps and opened the door with hisk.y.'I have plenry of time,' he answered. 'The train doesn't gountil rwelve-fifteen, and it is only just eleven. All I have with meis this bag, and I can easily get to Victoria Station in twenfyminutes.'Dorian looked at him and smiled.'Come in or the fog will getinto my house.'Hallward followed Dorian into the library. There was a brightwood fire on one side of the room and two lamps on the other.''W'ould you like a drink?'asked Dorian.'No thanks, I won't have anything more,'said the painter, takinghis hat and coat off.'And now my dear Dorian, I want to speak to