This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
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39089 | Will you listen well, or only listen to half that is good and to half that is bad, and not take the whole to our Great Father? |
55176 | Would these kindly step forward and help in a noble cause? |
22574 | And what other title has Sir Joshua himself? |
22574 | And who is this handsome man to whom the engraver has given a lease of fame? |
22574 | But does not the poet tell us that"the artist never dies?" |
29560 | AIN''T I LIKE HARCOURT?] |
29560 | AIN''T I LIKE LORD SALISBURY?] |
29560 | AND, PRAY, WHY DO YOU DO THAT?] |
29560 | DON''T YOU HEAR A SMELL?] |
29560 | FIRMNESS WITHOUT RASHNESS?] |
29560 | HAVE YOU PAIRED?] |
29560 | HOW DO YOU MAKE THAT OUT?] |
29560 | WHERE IS MY WORKING HAT?] |
29560 | WHO WAS MOKETTO?] |
29560 | WHO''S HE?] |
29560 | WOULD THEY GAG HIM?"] |
29560 | [ Illustration:"O- DOUR WHAT CAN THE MATTER BE?" |
21056 | ''Floating after those women with their arms up? 21056 ''What is he doing?'' |
21056 | ''What is that fellow doing?'' 21056 ''What is the name of that hymn?'' |
21056 | And does that thought affect thee too, The thought of Sylvio''s death, That he who only breath''d for you Must yield his faithful breath? 21056 Ask''st thou how long my love will stay, When all that''s new is past? |
21056 | But ca n''t you buy a substitute for him? |
21056 | Has any misfortune happened to you? |
21056 | Have you any fault to find with it? |
21056 | How can yours, which is contrary to the rules, be the best? |
21056 | How could I get such a large sum? 21056 How has that happened?" |
21056 | I say so to myself, sometimes,said Schubert,"but who can do anything after Beethoven?" |
21056 | What''s the matter, child? |
21056 | What, Baptiste,said he,"have you burnt your opera? |
21056 | When will it be ready? |
21056 | Why not? |
21056 | ''Did I not say that I was writing the"Requiem"for myself?'' |
21056 | ''Would you like to know,''writes Leopold to Hagenauer, his host at Salzburg,''what Wolferl''s( a pet name for Wolfgang) dress is like? |
21056 | And they said,"How can we desist from that which is our duty, for fear of anything that man can do unto us?" |
21056 | And what did she choose? |
21056 | Delia, can I say How long my life will last? |
21056 | Do n''t you see? |
21056 | Is it not so?" |
21056 | On the evening of the 3d of June he asked his friend Göschen, with a smile,''Have you anything to say to your father? |
21056 | Says Liszt;"Who could have ventured to oppose his wish? |
21056 | The composer Haydn paid the singer a happy compliment suggested by this portrait when he said to Sir Joshua,"What have you done? |
21056 | Then Almachius, struck with terror and rage, exclaimed,"What art thou, woman?" |
21056 | This nettled Haydn, who suggested that the pupil(?) |
21056 | Upon the same evening, he set two more of Shakespeare''s songs to music,"Who is Sylvia?" |
21056 | Well, who knows but that this shoe may earn its weight in gold?" |
21056 | What is it?" |
21056 | What should I do there? |
21056 | What was to be done to supply what was wanted, so as to further the true understanding on all sides, and with it the ultimate success of the work? |
21056 | With this feeling, in which gleamed one last ray of cheerfulness, he wrote:''How will you receive me? |
21056 | You will pardon me, my dear master, wo n''t you? |
21056 | answered Haydn;"when shall we begin?" |
4078 | Ah, what is impossible? |
4078 | Am I really like that? |
4078 | And how did Lady Brandon describe this wonderful young man? 4078 And what do you propose to do?" |
4078 | And what is that? |
4078 | Appreciate it? 4078 At what particular point did you mention the word marriage, Dorian? |
4078 | Before which Dorian? 4078 But do n''t people say that he was murdered?" |
4078 | But do you approve of it, Harry? |
4078 | But suppose, Harry, I became haggard, and gray, and wrinkled? 4078 But surely she did?" |
4078 | But what about my man at the Orleans? |
4078 | But what is the matter? 4078 But why not?" |
4078 | But why should you be annoyed? 4078 But you do n''t really worship him?" |
4078 | But you wo n''t sit to me again? |
4078 | Ca n''t you see your romance in it? |
4078 | Can you move it, covering and all, just as it is? 4078 Did any one call this evening?" |
4078 | Do n''t you like it? |
4078 | Do you mean to say you do n''t like what I did of you? 4078 Do you still refuse to do this, for me?" |
4078 | Do you think my nature so shallow? |
4078 | Dorian Gray? 4078 Five minutes past two? |
4078 | Harry,cried Dorian Gray, coming over and sitting down beside him,"why is it that I can not feel this tragedy as much as I want to? |
4078 | Has he never let you know that? |
4078 | Have you seen her to- day? |
4078 | How did you come across her? |
4078 | How do you mean? |
4078 | How long will your experiment take, Alan? |
4078 | I really want to be alone.--Basil, you do n''t mind my asking you to go? 4078 I shut the window?" |
4078 | I wonder is that really so, Harry? |
4078 | If it is not, what have I to do with it? |
4078 | In this fog, my dear Basil? 4078 Is it really finished?" |
4078 | Is it the real Dorian? |
4078 | Is there a fire in the room up- stairs? |
4078 | Might one look at the work of art, sir? |
4078 | My dear Basil, how do I know? |
4078 | My dear Basil,cried Dorian,"what have you told me? |
4078 | My dear Harry, why? |
4078 | Not send it anywhere? 4078 Remembered what, Harry?" |
4078 | Shall I leave the things here, sir? |
4078 | Sibyl? 4078 So you think that it is only God who sees the soul, Basil? |
4078 | That was at''Lohengrin,''Lady Henry, I think? |
4078 | The old school- room, Master Dorian? 4078 Then why wo n''t you exhibit his portrait?" |
4078 | Then you shall come; and you will come too, Basil, wo n''t you? |
4078 | To whom? |
4078 | Too cold for Monsieur? |
4078 | Understand what? |
4078 | Well, Master Dorian,she said,"what can I do for you? |
4078 | Well, what night shall we go? |
4078 | Well, you do n''t mind my looking at it now? |
4078 | What do you think has happened to Basil? |
4078 | What does it matter? |
4078 | What does this mean? |
4078 | What has the actual lapse of time got to do with it? 4078 What is it all about?" |
4078 | What is it that one was taught to say in one''s boyhood? 4078 What is it? |
4078 | What is that, Harry? |
4078 | What is that? |
4078 | What o''clock is it, Victor? |
4078 | When is she Sibyl Vane? |
4078 | Where shall we put it, sir? |
4078 | Where was it? |
4078 | Where were you yesterday? |
4078 | Who is she? |
4078 | Who would n''t like it? 4078 Whom are you in love with?" |
4078 | Whose house is that, constable? |
4078 | Whose property is it? |
4078 | Why have you changed your mind? 4078 Why have you stopped playing, Dorian? |
4078 | Why, Harry? |
4078 | Why, what did you expect, Dorian? 4078 Why?" |
4078 | Why? |
4078 | Why? |
4078 | Why? |
4078 | Yes, Basil? |
4078 | You are not serious, Dorian? |
4078 | You call yesterday the past? |
4078 | You can dine with me to- night, Dorian, ca n''t you? |
4078 | You do n''t mean to say that Basil has got any passion or any romance in him? |
4078 | You insist on knowing, Basil? |
4078 | You refuse absolutely? |
4078 | You think so? |
4078 | You went to the Opera while Sibyl Vane was lying dead in some sordid lodging? 4078 You went to the Opera?" |
4078 | You will have tea, of course, Dorian? 4078 You will some day, surely?" |
4078 | You wo n''t forget? |
4078 | You wo n''t? 4078 Your letter? |
4078 | Your life? 4078 ''''Ave a box, my lord?'' 4078 ''A dream of form in days of thought,''--who is it who says that? 4078 A sort of brother, I suppose? |
4078 | A wonderful tragic figure? |
4078 | After a few moments he said to him,"Have you really a very bad influence, Lord Henry? |
4078 | After all, what right had he to pry into the life of Dorian Gray? |
4078 | After the coffee had been brought in, he stopped, and, looking over at Lord Henry, said,"Harry, did it ever occur to you that Basil was murdered?" |
4078 | And now tell me,--reach me the matches, like a good boy: thanks,--tell me, what are your relations with Sibyl Vane?" |
4078 | And so will you, Harry? |
4078 | And this murder,--was it to dog him all his life? |
4078 | And why is it so? |
4078 | And, besides, might not his nature grow finer, after all? |
4078 | And, yet, what did it matter? |
4078 | And, yet, what was there to be afraid of? |
4078 | Are they true? |
4078 | Are you ill? |
4078 | Art sounds better, does n''t it?" |
4078 | As bad as Basil says?" |
4078 | At what time shall I be back?" |
4078 | Besides, how do you know that Hetty is n''t floating at the present moment in some mill- pond, with water- lilies round her, like Ophelia?" |
4078 | Besides, was it really under his control? |
4078 | Besides, who would believe him, even if he did confess? |
4078 | But I suppose you will be back soon?" |
4078 | But how are you going to begin?" |
4078 | But the picture? |
4078 | But was it all irretrievable? |
4078 | But what did she say about Mr. Dorian Gray?" |
4078 | But what if, by some fate or deadlier chance, other eyes than his spied behind, and saw the horrible change? |
4078 | But what was that loathsome red dew that gleamed, wet and glistening, on one of the hands, as though the canvas had sweated blood? |
4078 | But when did you first speak to Miss Sibyl Vane?" |
4078 | But where were you? |
4078 | But who could tell? |
4078 | But who drove him to it? |
4078 | But who had done it? |
4078 | But wo n''t you miss your train?" |
4078 | But you do n''t think of living up there, Master Dorian, and you so comfortable here?" |
4078 | But you understand now, do n''t you?" |
4078 | CHAPTER IV[... 32]"I suppose you have heard the news, Basil?" |
4078 | Ca n''t you forgive me for to- night? |
4078 | Ca n''t you see what I am going through? |
4078 | Can she feel, or know, or listen? |
4078 | Can they be true? |
4078 | Can they feel, I wonder, those white silent people we call the dead? |
4078 | Confess? |
4078 | Could it be that what that soul thought, they realized?--that what it dreamed, they made true? |
4078 | Curiosity? |
4078 | Did Sibyl--? |
4078 | Did any one see you going round to her room? |
4078 | Did he leave any message?" |
4078 | Did it mean that he was to confess? |
4078 | Did it merely take cognizance of what passed within the soul? |
4078 | Did n''t you get my letter? |
4078 | Did n''t you recognize me?" |
4078 | Did you go down and see the girl''s mother? |
4078 | Did you make a scene with her?" |
4078 | Did you really see it?" |
4078 | Do n''t you understand? |
4078 | Do you think I am going to peril my reputation for you? |
4078 | Do you think this girl will ever be really contented now with any one of her own rank? |
4078 | Do you?" |
4078 | Even if he told them, would they believe it? |
4078 | Even those that are born in England become foreigners after a time, do n''t they? |
4078 | Evidence? |
4078 | Finally he murmured, in a stifled voice,"Harry, did you say an inquest? |
4078 | Good God, Dorian, is that what you have come to? |
4078 | Gray?" |
4078 | Gray?" |
4078 | Gray?" |
4078 | Gray?" |
4078 | Gray?" |
4078 | Gray?'' |
4078 | Had he been cruel? |
4078 | Had he something of her temperament in him? |
4078 | Had it been merely vanity that had made him do his one good deed? |
4078 | Had it hit the mark? |
4078 | Had it indeed been prayer that had produced the substitution? |
4078 | Had she cursed him, as she died? |
4078 | Had some strange poisonous germ crept from body to body till it had reached his own? |
4078 | Had the lover of Giovanna of Naples bequeathed him some inheritance of sin and shame? |
4078 | Had the portrait really changed? |
4078 | Had there been nothing more in his renunciation than that? |
4078 | Hallward?'' |
4078 | Harry, what shall I do? |
4078 | Have another brandy- and- soda? |
4078 | Have they summoned you?" |
4078 | Have you any reason? |
4078 | His sin? |
4078 | How dare you ask me, of all men in the world, to mix myself up in this horror? |
4078 | How had she played that dreadful scene? |
4078 | How long have you known her?" |
4078 | How long will you like me? |
4078 | How often do you see him?" |
4078 | How should I know? |
4078 | Hypocrisy? |
4078 | I have been right, Basil, have n''t I, to take my love out of poetry, and to find my wife in Shakespeare''s plays? |
4078 | I shall probably have to give it another coat of varnish before that, so I must see it some day, and why not to- day?" |
4078 | I suppose you think me awfully foolish about it?" |
4078 | I wonder can you realize all that that means? |
4078 | I wonder did Chopin write it at Majorca, with the sea weeping round the villa, and the salt spray dashing against the panes? |
4078 | I wonder do I know you? |
4078 | I wonder shall I always be glad?" |
4078 | If it was not true, why trouble about it? |
4078 | If thought could exercise its[ 52] influence upon a living organism, might not thought exercise an influence upon dead and inorganic things? |
4078 | In the present case, what is it that has really happened? |
4078 | Is insincerity such a[ 75] terrible thing? |
4078 | Is n''t there a verse somewhere,''Though your sins be as scarlet, yet I will make them as white as snow''?" |
4078 | Is that very vain of me? |
4078 | Is there a single decent woman in London now who would drive with her in the Park? |
4078 | It seems silly of the French, does n''t it? |
4078 | It was curious my not wanting to know her, was n''t it?" |
4078 | Know you? |
4078 | Makes it quite cosmopolitan, does n''t it? |
4078 | Might there not be some curious scientific reason for it all? |
4078 | Months? |
4078 | My dear fellow, why? |
4078 | Not that you were not always a good boy, sir; but boys will be boys, Master Dorian, and jam is a temptation to the young, is n''t it, sir?" |
4078 | Nothing about politics, I hope? |
4078 | Oh, Dorian, Dorian, you understand now what it all means? |
4078 | Or did you say you had done more than one?" |
4078 | Or had his choice already been made? |
4078 | Or had it been simply his own imagination that had made him see a look of evil where there had been a look of joy? |
4078 | Or shall I write to him?" |
4078 | Or that passion to act a part that sometimes makes us do things finer than we are ourselves? |
4078 | Or the desire of a new sensation, as Lord Henry had hinted, with his mocking laugh? |
4078 | Or was it indifferent to results? |
4078 | Or was that only his fancy? |
4078 | Or was the body really in the soul, as Giordano Bruno thought? |
4078 | Or was there some other, more terrible reason? |
4078 | Or would you like hock- and- seltzer? |
4078 | Or, perhaps, all these? |
4078 | Shall you see Basil between this and then? |
4078 | Should he move it aside, after all? |
4078 | So what does it matter if she plays Juliet like a wooden doll? |
4078 | Somewhere in the Euston Road, is n''t it? |
4078 | Surely a painted canvas could not alter? |
4078 | Surely his prayer had not been answered? |
4078 | Surely it was not still so horrible as it had been? |
4078 | Surely you do n''t think it was a vulgar accident? |
4078 | Tell me, did you go behind and see her after the play was over?" |
4078 | Tell me, is Dorian Gray very fond of you?" |
4078 | The one who is pouring out tea for us, or the one in the picture?" |
4078 | There was nothing else to see?" |
4078 | They all are, are n''t they? |
4078 | To give himself up, and be put to death? |
4078 | Vanity? |
4078 | Was he never to get rid of the past? |
4078 | Was he really to confess? |
4078 | Was it all true? |
4078 | Was it not Gautier who used to write about la consolation des arts? |
4078 | Was it really true that one could never change? |
4078 | Was it to alter now with every mood to which he yielded? |
4078 | Was it young Herbert''s life that he sometimes led? |
4078 | Was that one of the things that life had in store? |
4078 | Was the face on the canvas viler than before? |
4078 | Was the soul a shadow seated in the house of sin? |
4078 | Was the world going[ 56] to be shown his secret? |
4078 | Was there anything so real as words? |
4078 | Was there no hope for him? |
4078 | Was there some subtle affinity between the chemical atoms, that shaped themselves into form and color on the canvas, and the soul that was within him? |
4078 | Were his own actions merely the dreams that the dead man had not dared to realize? |
4078 | Were people to gape at the mystery of his life? |
4078 | What about Adrian Singleton, and his dreadful end? |
4078 | What about Lord Kent''s only son, and his career? |
4078 | What about the young Duke of Perth? |
4078 | What about your country- house, and the life that is led there? |
4078 | What are you now? |
4078 | What are you without your art? |
4078 | What could he do then? |
4078 | What did it matter what happened to the colored image on the canvas? |
4078 | What did it matter? |
4078 | What did it mean? |
4078 | What did it mean? |
4078 | What did she say about it all?" |
4078 | What did you mean by that? |
4078 | What do you think the play was, Harry?" |
4078 | What do you want?" |
4078 | What evidence was there against him? |
4078 | What gentleman would associate with him? |
4078 | What had Dorian Gray to do with Sibyl Vane''s death? |
4078 | What had happened? |
4078 | What had this man''s legacy been? |
4078 | What has become of the Frenchman, by the bye?" |
4078 | What have I to do with the puppets of a play? |
4078 | What if Alan Campbell should be out of England? |
4078 | What if it should be stolen? |
4078 | What is going on in town? |
4078 | What is it but canvas and color? |
4078 | What is it to me what devil''s work you are up to?" |
4078 | What is it to me where she came from? |
4078 | What is marriage? |
4078 | What is the name of the man at Richmond who supplies Selby with orchids?" |
4078 | What is the number of your sister''s box?" |
4078 | What matter what the cost was? |
4078 | What more can you want?" |
4078 | What of George Willoughby, with his powdered hair and fantastic patches? |
4078 | What passions had he bequeathed? |
4078 | What should he do if Basil Hallward came and asked to look at his own picture? |
4078 | What should they know of love? |
4078 | What sort of life has he got now? |
4078 | What then?" |
4078 | What time is it?" |
4078 | What was he doing there? |
4078 | What was he to say of that? |
4078 | What was it to him how vile and full of shame it looked? |
4078 | What was the use of knowing? |
4078 | What was your reason for refusing to exhibit my picture?" |
4078 | Where had they gone to? |
4078 | Where is it? |
4078 | Where was the great crocus- colored robe, on which the gods fought against the giants, that had been worked for Athena? |
4078 | Which is the work of art, sir?" |
4078 | Who could say where the fleshly impulse ceased, or the psychical impulse began? |
4078 | Why did n''t you tell me that the only thing worth loving is an actress?" |
4078 | Why did you paint it? |
4078 | Why do you ask? |
4078 | Why had he been made like that? |
4078 | Why had he kept it so long? |
4078 | Why had he not known it? |
4078 | Why had it altered? |
4078 | Why had it been left for a stranger to reveal him to himself? |
4078 | Why had such a soul been given to him? |
4078 | Why have you pulled the screen in front of it? |
4078 | Why inquire too closely into it? |
4078 | Why is it that so many gentlemen in London will neither go to your house nor invite you to theirs? |
4078 | Why is it, Dorian, that a man like the Duke of Berwick leaves the room of a club when you enter it? |
4078 | Why is your friendship so fateful to young men? |
4078 | Why not let it stay there? |
4078 | Why not? |
4078 | Why should I not love her? |
4078 | Why should he be murdered? |
4078 | Why should he trouble about Sibyl Vane? |
4078 | Why should he watch the hideous corruption of his soul? |
4078 | Why should it keep what I must lose? |
4078 | Why should n''t I look at it?" |
4078 | Why should n''t you look at it? |
4078 | Why was the red stain larger than it had been? |
4078 | Will it always be so? |
4078 | Would he ever look at it again? |
4078 | Would it teach him to loathe his own soul? |
4078 | Would there ever be some one who would fill him with a strange idolatry? |
4078 | Would you think it awfully rude of me if I asked you to go away?" |
4078 | You are dining out, I suppose? |
4078 | You are not jealous of material things, are you?" |
4078 | You can talk to me of other women being charming, and of Patti singing divinely, before the girl you loved has even the quiet of a grave to sleep in? |
4078 | You did n''t see anything else in the picture, did you? |
4078 | You do n''t imagine I let him arrange my room for me? |
4078 | You do n''t really mind, Basil, do you? |
4078 | You have never been to any of my parties, have you, Mr. Gray? |
4078 | You know her shrill horrid voice?" |
4078 | You know her, at any rate, I suppose?" |
4078 | You remember Sibyl, do n''t you? |
4078 | You remember that landscape of mine, for which Agnew offered me such a huge price, but which I would not part with? |
4078 | You shrug your shoulders? |
4078 | You smile? |
4078 | You want to exhibit it?" |
4078 | You wo n''t? |
4078 | [ 20]"My doing?" |
4078 | [ 23]"Not twenty- seven, Lady Henry?" |
4078 | [ 46]"Do you mean about Sibyl Vane?" |
4078 | [ 50]"What was that, Harry?" |
4078 | and what did she say in answer? |
4078 | ca n''t you see that my heart is breaking?" |
4078 | do n''t you see that accursed thing leering at us?" |
4078 | is that his name?" |
4078 | is there no doubt about that?" |
4078 | that is one of Harry''s views, is n''t it, Mr. Gray? |
44773 | ''Does he still sleep-- will he sleep?" |
44773 | ''How large is it?" |
44773 | ''Is that the only outlet?" |
44773 | ''What is that?" |
44773 | ''You are a good swordsman----?" |
44773 | A hope? 44773 After all, what did it amount to? |
44773 | Afterwards perhaps, but_ at first_, Euphemia? 44773 And as for saying against, who''s using expressions, and passing off remarks now?" |
44773 | And then I suppose he told you all he''s been telling us downstairs-- about the Dutch girl and the farmhouse on the veldt? |
44773 | And was it really you, Giacinto? 44773 And what if he did....?" |
44773 | And who was this intelligent gentleman? |
44773 | And you went, I suppose? |
44773 | Any reason? |
44773 | Are you prepared to make oath that no part of your conversation turned on Psychic subjects? |
44773 | Are you referring to young Captain Calverley? |
44773 | But did he come here with you, General? |
44773 | But what had the picture to do with the dream? 44773 But you silly boy,"said the General,"do n''t you see what I told you is true? |
44773 | Ca n''t you answer my question? 44773 Ca n''t you leave the girl alone, and hook it?" |
44773 | Could n''t they? 44773 Could you give me his real name, and tell me something about him?" |
44773 | Did n''t I tell you females might be relied on to cook up somethin''out of nothin''at all? |
44773 | Did n''t I tell you? |
44773 | Did you call, Sir? |
44773 | Did you say''idiotic barbarian,''or''idiotic barbarians''? 44773 Did you, or did you not, young man, take this young person round the waist or chuck her under the chin?" |
44773 | Do n''t you see, Mumsey dear? |
44773 | Do you know how long I''ve been here? |
44773 | Do you know what the lecture is about? |
44773 | Duchess? 44773 Got any Transparent Oxide of Chromium?" |
44773 | Have you_ had_ dinner? 44773 How do you make that out?" |
44773 | How many? |
44773 | How many? |
44773 | Hypnotism? |
44773 | I say, young man,said Mr. Hughes, with a tendency of one eye to close,"what have you been at?" |
44773 | I think, Euphemia,she said,"that after so long a time there can be no objection... You know what I am referring to?" |
44773 | If it''s not some other beggar,_ what_ is it she''s run away with? |
44773 | In spite of her squelching your letters? |
44773 | Is it possible? 44773 Is there anything that goes round and bursts in the lecture, I wonder?" |
44773 | It was not till I myself mentioned you that she said,''I suppose you know they''ve split?'' |
44773 | Me go out and speak to him-- what for? |
44773 | Me? 44773 Me?" |
44773 | Motive for what? |
44773 | No one would be more repugnant than myself to any ramification in the direction of Wardour Street... you understand me?... |
44773 | No, no!--do be quiet and let me think...."Vegetarianism? |
44773 | Not work in practice? |
44773 | Objection?--why should there be? 44773 Of course what?" |
44773 | Oh, did she? 44773 Oh, that?" |
44773 | Oh,said her mother,"but is n''t she rather?" |
44773 | Only when a girl has nursed you like that-- even if..."Even if you do n''t love her-- is that it? |
44773 | Ought I to know him? 44773 Reminds you...?" |
44773 | Shall we proceed to business? |
44773 | Somebody spoke outside? 44773 Suppose we go, then? |
44773 | That old sot been talking? 44773 Then why does n''t what followed after I left the Studio seem to me right too?" |
44773 | Then you will not interrupt me? |
44773 | Then, when Daniel recollected-- or, I should rather say, recalled his dream to Nebuchadnezzar-- did that prove that it was n''t a dream? |
44773 | Things improvin''at all, Crocky? |
44773 | Want''n''er for yourself, Dolly? |
44773 | Was I bound to take it into my confidence? |
44773 | Was he,she would say,"his own mamma''s precious Angel? |
44773 | Was_ I_ engaged to my darling, my love, that only time he pressed me to his bosom; that only time I felt his lips on mine? 44773 Well!--and are n''t dreams the hardest things to recollect there are? |
44773 | Well!--what_ did_ you mean, then? 44773 Well, and what if he did?" |
44773 | Well, then..."Well, then what? |
44773 | Well, what does that mean? |
44773 | Well, when you went to the door-- you heard that? |
44773 | Well-- and when she came?... |
44773 | Well--_did_ it matter? 44773 Wellmar,"said Ellen Jane,"what is one to do when you wo n''t take the slightest notice?" |
44773 | Wha- a-_awt_ is it you''re going on about? |
44773 | What can you_ do_? 44773 What can_ I_ do, when she says she hopes she knows her place, and she ai n''t a general, where a boy comes in to do the rough work?" |
44773 | What did she want to have her portrait painted for if she was old? |
44773 | What did you say? |
44773 | What did_ you_ say? |
44773 | What do you make out''s queer about it, Stumpy? |
44773 | What else can it be? |
44773 | What is it you are looking for, Reginald? |
44773 | What is it? |
44773 | What is meant, I wonder, by the Radio- Activity of Space? |
44773 | What is n''t it, child? |
44773 | What of? |
44773 | What on earth_ can_ it be, at this time of night? 44773 What the Devil am I to do? |
44773 | What''s all that woolly mess? |
44773 | What''s all that, Stebbings? 44773 What''s her little game, then?" |
44773 | What''s her? 44773 What''s that?" |
44773 | What''s the fun, Dolly? |
44773 | What''s what? |
44773 | What_ is_ the everlasting rumpus? |
44773 | What_ is_ the rumpus? |
44773 | Whatever can have become of my Vestas? |
44773 | Whatever can your father be talking-- talking-- talking to the General about? 44773 When have you ever had a guarantee of continuity, and from whom? |
44773 | When was that? |
44773 | Where were we? 44773 Where''s Athabasca Villa, little man? |
44773 | Where''s Athabasca Villa, young un? 44773 Which, Ma''am?" |
44773 | Who are you, and_ where_ are you? |
44773 | Who spoke? |
44773 | Who was it then? |
44773 | Who''s she bolted with? 44773 Who?" |
44773 | Why did n''t you have that rather pleasin''-looking gyairl with a bird''s wing on her hat? |
44773 | Why do n''t you say the drawing''s fine, or the tone, or something? 44773 Why do you get that sort? |
44773 | Why have you never listened? 44773 Why not? |
44773 | Why not? |
44773 | Why on earth could n''t Stebbings begin at the beginning? |
44773 | Why''of course not''? |
44773 | Why? |
44773 | Wife well? |
44773 | With what? |
44773 | Wo n''t it do to- morrow? |
44773 | Wonder if you think the same as me, Tick? |
44773 | Would n''t she have gone to bed? 44773 Yes-- but who_ was_ he? |
44773 | You admit then, cousin Reginald, that on this occasion a suggestion was made that the voice came from this photograph? |
44773 | You admit, cousin Euphemia, that Mr. Adolphus Groob sat next to you throughout that lecture? |
44773 | _ Who_ is it you want to go and see, darling? |
44773 | _ Why_ do you want the carriage, darling? |
44773 | _ Why_ have you never spoken before? |
44773 | ''If my Conscience with a big C did n''t turn a deaf ear to the pleadings of my Better Self with a big B and a big S''--what''s all this? |
44773 | ( He)"Wo n''t she tell about it all?" |
44773 | ( He)"_ Non ti confondi_? |
44773 | ... Do n''t you know? |
44773 | ... Give it up?" |
44773 | ... Well, are you coming, or are you not? |
44773 | A miracle, but what care I? |
44773 | A nod of encouragement from Miss Upwell produced,"Why, I was going to say-- wasn''t it awfully jolly of''em to do it that way?" |
44773 | After all, is not man an Atavistic animal? |
44773 | Aiken?" |
44773 | Aiken?" |
44773 | And Mr. Dobbles murmured back,"Ah!--what did you tell me?" |
44773 | And as for our poor Giacinto-- well!--are you a man, and were you ever young? |
44773 | And his wife said,"Well?" |
44773 | And how it bores one!_"_ Can you wonder that I look forward to being reviewed again by this gentleman? |
44773 | And said Mr. Dobbles, not to be quite out of it,"Ah!--what of?" |
44773 | And she was the Memory of his boyhood, do n''t you see? |
44773 | And sure enough my young friend bursts into my chambers four days ago, with,''Tell me about Madeline-- is she engaged?'' |
44773 | And then say, was he not a wondrous boy? |
44773 | And then, after qualifying for a liberal use of soap, she added,"What_ is_ that hideous noise in the kitchen?" |
44773 | And thereupon the Artist turned to Mr. Dobbles and murmured,"What did I tell you?" |
44773 | And was not his skill marvellous? |
44773 | And what course was open to him when Mr. Hughes told yet another artist, whose name was Dolly, that he might come in, but he was n''t to listen? |
44773 | And what do you think we did next? |
44773 | And who''s that outside, talking to Sir Stopleigh and the General?" |
44773 | And yet another, whose name was Doddles? |
44773 | Are not my eyes that I see with now hers? |
44773 | Are those-- is one of them, we mean-- protecting her from Mrs. Peter Dudbury? |
44773 | Are you going to stay for ever in the house, and get fustier and fustier, or are you going to have a turn on the Embankment? |
44773 | Are you sure you''ve looked? |
44773 | As each newcomer acted upon this in the sweet and candid manner of this community, saying unaffectedly,"What''s the fun?" |
44773 | At least, she said"_ perche_"and this translates"Why not?" |
44773 | Because those Baxes we met...""Those_ what s_?" |
44773 | Besides, I suppose you know that Miss Upwell and the Captain were not engaged?" |
44773 | Besides, if she was n''t the Duchess, how did she know the Duke was asleep?" |
44773 | Buckmaster?" |
44773 | But along of who? |
44773 | But he did not get to the direction_ accelerando_, for he stopped short, and said abruptly,"Well-- what next?" |
44773 | But is not the same true of the_ nipote del fratello di latte del Bronzino_, whom the Coryphæus of these Art Critics invented to father it on? |
44773 | But is that George''s, or the General''s, the unexplained outsider''s? |
44773 | But is_ she_ Mr. Malkin''s work? |
44773 | But it''s easy to say''who?''" |
44773 | But it_ is_ easy to say''who?'' |
44773 | But she must have gone slowly, inasmuch as she presently called back from the landing,"What''s that you said?" |
44773 | But she only said,"How on earth can I have been such a fool?" |
44773 | But tell me-- tell me-- was it not all true, the story? |
44773 | But then, how about the sequel? |
44773 | But what becomes of Unconscious Cerebration? |
44773 | But what becomes of Unconscious Cerebration? |
44773 | But what can one expect when their master blacks his own boots?" |
44773 | But what did that matter? |
44773 | But what do I know? |
44773 | But what was he to do when another Artist dropped in and Mr. Hughes said,"You wo n''t mind Triggs? |
44773 | But when could the picture be finished and be sent to Surley Stakes? |
44773 | But when, in answer to inquiry as to how the difficulty of the position should be met, he riposted brusquely,"Who''s to see her? |
44773 | But who has told you your so precious treasure is dead? |
44773 | But why ca n''t they mind their own business?" |
44773 | But why had Jack thought Madeline was engaged to Sir Doyley Chauncey? |
44773 | But why need I tell you all this? |
44773 | But you do as I say, young feller, and ask no questions....''What are you to do next?'' |
44773 | But you know, Volumnia, how it is when a perfect stranger speaks to you in an omnibus, and evidently takes you for somebody else, how civil you are? |
44773 | But you understand what happened?" |
44773 | But-- a-- what_ was_ it? |
44773 | Can I be sure it was true? |
44773 | Can you imagine it if they were all removed-- a condition of simple existence in black space, with no means of marking time at all? |
44773 | Candles would do, or for that matter, why not do without? |
44773 | Christopher?" |
44773 | Could it be six weeks? |
44773 | Could n''t we sell some of it, too?" |
44773 | Did I, or did I not, use the expression,''Artists are all alike?'' |
44773 | Did you ever know that class able to make head or tail of the subject of a work of Genius? |
44773 | Did you ever see any Radium?" |
44773 | Did you know him? |
44773 | Did you make the photograph acquainted with the actual position of things?" |
44773 | Do n''t you see? |
44773 | Do n''t you understand? |
44773 | Do you know the Castello?" |
44773 | Do you know where you are?'' |
44773 | Do you really think Uncle Christopher made all that up? |
44773 | Does n''t it? |
44773 | Does n''t that make it all the other way round?" |
44773 | Does not the fact that you are at this moment prepared to deny the existence of this Idea prove the truth of what I say?" |
44773 | Especially now that it had all turned out real, because where was the use of denying it after Mrs. Aiken had heard the photograph speak, too? |
44773 | For do I not write this with my left hand? |
44773 | For ought not the name written on the frame below me to be hers also, with the date of her birth and death? |
44773 | For what else could it have been? |
44773 | For what is there that is not possible to the skill of the great Francese Ambrogio?''" |
44773 | For who knows but the good God may let us meet again one happy day when His will is? |
44773 | For you will say, Why could not Attilio let down a cord and pull me up through the trap? |
44773 | Gapp, who has buried three husbands and really ought to know a good deal about connubiosity-- conjugosity-- what the dooce is the word?..." |
44773 | Getting at what?" |
44773 | Got a clean number twelve sable? |
44773 | Have n''t you got the_ Telegraph_? |
44773 | Have you attached due weight to...?" |
44773 | Have you never considered that the only person of whose existence we have_ absolute_ certainty is_ ourself_? |
44773 | Hay, Mrs. Hay? |
44773 | He really was a stupid feller, Hughes, do n''t you know? |
44773 | He shouted with laughter, saying did anyone ever hear such glorious Rot? |
44773 | He then turned to me and said, with a mock reverence,"Whom does the Signore choose to sup with before he retires to rest?" |
44773 | Her niece said, through it,"Have you ordered a photograph, Aunty?" |
44773 | His indebtedness, however, had to be ignored; else, what became of Dignity? |
44773 | How can anybody doubt it? |
44773 | How can you be so absurd? |
44773 | How could he cite a mere dream in refutation of it? |
44773 | How could his inner consciousness have concocted it, consistently with this interpretation of the manuscript? |
44773 | How could ideas existing in the mind of the original picture reappear in the mind of a photograph, however carefully made?" |
44773 | How could she do otherwise, with Captain Calverley''s sisters waiting for them at Hurlingham? |
44773 | How could she have guessed it would be so difficult? |
44773 | How do I know why you have not heard?" |
44773 | How do you know it is a figment of your imagination?" |
44773 | How in Heaven''s name had this odious quarrel come about? |
44773 | How on earth did I manage to forget that? |
44773 | How slight, who can tell who does not know what a lost right hand means to the artist whose life is in his craft?..." |
44773 | How_ could_ I, with that Sairah? |
44773 | I am not disputing its historical and ethical standpoints... you see what I mean?" |
44773 | I begged them to keep me dark for a bit, and old Pipeclay said he could manage it....""But why did you want it kept dark?" |
44773 | I could see he was not happy: could you expect it? |
44773 | I did? |
44773 | I must speak to her.... Why not the Peter Dudburys this time?" |
44773 | I say, Stumpy, that would be rather jolly, would n''t it? |
44773 | I told her we were_ liberi pensatori_"--that is to say, free- thinkers--"and he would not hurt us, and where was the key? |
44773 | I went on,"I owe you a supper, my friend, for that_ piccolo vezzeggiamento_ you have given me----""What does that mean?" |
44773 | If Attilio were to fail me, or the rope break, what should I do? |
44773 | If a man was n''t to be at liberty to wrangle with his own wife, what_ were_ we coming to? |
44773 | If pictures could really speak, what would this one say? |
44773 | If she did not exert herself to avert this calamity, who would? |
44773 | If the old_ strega_"--the old witch, that is--"had known the picture was there, do you suppose she would n''t have had it out, long ago? |
44773 | If this picture- ghost-- so she said to herself-- had told this Mrs. Aiken where Jack was, would_ she_ not come and tell, on the chance? |
44773 | If we had to answer an Examination question,"When is Man at his loneliest? |
44773 | If weaker parties take to expecting the emoluments of stronger parties, what shall we come to next? |
44773 | In a moment the voice of the picture came again, but with even more of sadness in it than before:"Was it Antiquity, then, in those days? |
44773 | In those last days what could have been the motive of such a statement but to add to my darling''s pain? |
44773 | Indeed, had she been indifferent to her husband, could she have felt a trivial inconstancy, implying no grievous wrong, of such importance? |
44773 | Is it any wonder that I should ask? |
44773 | Is it not true? |
44773 | Is it reasonable, Euphemia, to expect me to be surprised? |
44773 | Is n''t it, now?" |
44773 | Is not ancestor- worship the oldest of religions? |
44773 | Is there any more to read, Uncle Christopher?" |
44773 | Is there some coffee left? |
44773 | Is this true? |
44773 | It said...""What said?" |
44773 | It was like this, do n''t you see? |
44773 | Know him? |
44773 | Let me see!--what_ was_ it reminded me of the photograph? |
44773 | Let''s see, where were we? |
44773 | Look at my eyes and say, have they moved or not-- or will they not move, in an instant? |
44773 | Look here, now, you say it was a dream, do n''t you?" |
44773 | Miss Upwell looked dejected, and said,"Oh dear!--isn''t it? |
44773 | Mr. Aiken need not have tried to pour out the Amber Varnish; where was the sense of standing waiting, hoping against hope for liquidation? |
44773 | Mr. Aiken perceived with chagrin that he might have saved the situation by,"What''s this horrible mess on the picture? |
44773 | Mr. Hughes wanted to talk about himself, and said absently,"You all right, Crocky?" |
44773 | Mrs. Aiken might at least have said,"You know Mrs. Godfrey Pybus, I think?" |
44773 | Mumsey, do n''t we know, or as good as know? |
44773 | No tong- dresses, of course?" |
44773 | No?--then in a fortnight? |
44773 | Nonsense!--you know quite well what I mean.... What did it say? |
44773 | Now what does that mean? |
44773 | Now will you? |
44773 | Now you know, Volumnia, that could_ not_ have come out of my own-- my own inner consciousness.... Is that right?--Now_ could_ it?" |
44773 | Now, do you want anything to eat? |
44773 | Of course it_ would_ be-- but when? |
44773 | Oh dear, I shall remember directly....""Mesmerism?" |
44773 | Oh, why-- why-- have they not heard me?" |
44773 | Oh, would he not tell her? |
44773 | One o''clock, is n''t it? |
44773 | Only let me ask you this one question-- what was the exact date of this occurrence?" |
44773 | Or shall I get a little fire and smoke, to tickle you and make you come? |
44773 | Or shall I wait a little? |
44773 | Ought it to be?" |
44773 | Outside and beyond it, are we not painfully dependent on the evidence of our senses? |
44773 | Parples?" |
44773 | Presently her colour came again, and she said,"It must have been my fancy"; and her mother said,"_ What_ must, dear? |
44773 | Probably he did go to sleep again-- but who can say? |
44773 | Quite distinctly played out.... What''s that?" |
44773 | See what I''m driving at?" |
44773 | See? |
44773 | Sha n''t I get you something?" |
44773 | Shall we, Uncle Christopher?" |
44773 | Sir Stopleigh put his head in at the door, saying to his wife would she come out for a minute and speak to him? |
44773 | Stebbings?" |
44773 | Suppose it had been her!--puts the matter on a more human footin'', should n''t you say?" |
44773 | Surely that was a third voice, just now? |
44773 | Tell me, then, this:--how will they kill me?" |
44773 | The Captain said,"What sort of thing? |
44773 | The General desired me to say, Sir Stopleigh, would you be so good as speak to him a half a minute?" |
44773 | The first sound that made Mr. Hughes say"There now!--what''s that?" |
44773 | The further particulars are slight, one would say, but they carry conviction, for her mother says,"I understand that, but can you do any good?" |
44773 | The kisses were cash down for each horse-- does that make it clearer? |
44773 | The picture is quite another thing----"( She)"_ Perche?_"( He)"Ca n''t you see, thickhead? |
44773 | The picture is quite another thing----"( She)"_ Perche?_"( He)"Ca n''t you see, thickhead? |
44773 | The worst of it was that no one put commiseration into a concrete form, such as"How is dear Mr. Aiken''s infidelity going on?" |
44773 | The young lady said, in a rather plaintive, disappointed tone,"But_ is_ it that sort of thing?" |
44773 | Then I hear the beloved voice I had never hoped to hear again:"''"Can we trust that wicked old Marta, Attilio? |
44773 | Then her mother said again,"But what was it, dear?" |
44773 | Then says his father, what portrait? |
44773 | Then says my Maddalena to the painter,"And now, farewell, my friend,"and holds out her hand for him to kiss, for is she not the Duchess? |
44773 | Then she said, very hesitatingly,"I-- I did n''t know-- is there a hope? |
44773 | Then, as an afterthought,"I suppose you know they''ve made it up?" |
44773 | Time enough for what? |
44773 | Unless I''m keeping you up?" |
44773 | Was I not called his_ wife_? |
44773 | Was I not the bond- slave for life to the evil heart and evil will of that old monument of Sin, soaked deep in every stain of Hell? |
44773 | Was Uguccio killed? |
44773 | Was Uguccio killed? |
44773 | Was it Mr. Adolphus Groob all the fuss was about? |
44773 | Was it all true?" |
44773 | Was it really six whole months since she quarrelled with Reginald? |
44773 | Was it, this time, advocating causes, or entering into inquiries? |
44773 | Was n''t it absurd?" |
44773 | Was there soap in the house? |
44773 | We wonder, is this what is meant when one hears that some lady is living under the protection of Duke Baily or Duke Humphy? |
44773 | Well-- where does Miss Priscilla Bax live?" |
44773 | Well-- where was I? |
44773 | What are you looking so sagacious for, Pupsey?" |
44773 | What can, anybody do with such treachery in the camp? |
44773 | What could be safer as a resource against embarrassing reference to the painful_ status quo_? |
44773 | What could that mean?" |
44773 | What did old boozey say?" |
44773 | What did she say about me?" |
44773 | What did she say? |
44773 | What did the voice say?" |
44773 | What did you?" |
44773 | What do you mean by''quite up to date''?" |
44773 | What had Mr. Aiken been at? |
44773 | What had she done that she should be dragged down and degraded like that? |
44773 | What if it was?" |
44773 | What is it?" |
44773 | What is more likely than that she should unconsciously remember passages of her husband''s Italian experience, as narrated by himself? |
44773 | What is the meaning of...?" |
44773 | What makes you want to see her again? |
44773 | What manner of thing was he, that God should have made him, there in the light of day? |
44773 | What of that?" |
44773 | What on earth can it be?" |
44773 | What on earth can the General want to say to me?" |
44773 | What on earth has brought her here? |
44773 | What she saw made her say,"What''s this, Anne?" |
44773 | What subjects?" |
44773 | What the dooce she thought I meant, I do n''t know....""What did you say? |
44773 | What was I saying? |
44773 | What was it all about? |
44773 | What was it all about? |
44773 | What was it la Filomena told you first of all about the room and the furniture? |
44773 | What was it you heard?" |
44773 | What was it you said before that?" |
44773 | What was she going to do? |
44773 | What was that irruption of evening newsboys shouting? |
44773 | What was that? |
44773 | What was that? |
44773 | What was the expression I used when you first announced your engagement to Reginald? |
44773 | What would n''t I give to know what it''s all about?" |
44773 | What''s left will go all over Diana, and a little to spare...""Wo n''t she look green?" |
44773 | What''s that, Mumsey?" |
44773 | What''s the use of being so roundabout? |
44773 | What, he asked, was she going to do? |
44773 | What?" |
44773 | What?" |
44773 | When a customer you know quarrels with his wife, and she does a bunk...""She_ what''s_?" |
44773 | When the Peter Dudburys called, Aunt Priscilla might quite easily have said, in reply to Mrs. Peter Dudbury''s"And how is the Artist?" |
44773 | When we consider the nature of photography...""Why is it more impossible than the original picture seeing me and recollecting?" |
44773 | Whenever will they stop ringing that bell?" |
44773 | Where are they going to hide me away? |
44773 | Where is it? |
44773 | Where on earth would she, Euphemia Aiken, have gone to look for an anchorage, if it had n''t been for Aunt Priscey? |
44773 | Where the Devil are you? |
44773 | Where the dooce is it?" |
44773 | Where was I being taken so fast, I asked, and for what? |
44773 | Whereupon her mother said,"Oh-- it was her husband, was it?" |
44773 | Which do you love the most?" |
44773 | Which of us dares to try a fall with a pure- minded person, in defence of his sex, or anyone else''s? |
44773 | Which was silly, because what on earth could she have got, except brandy, or some such horror? |
44773 | Who could tell what might not be, under the dirt? |
44773 | Who do you mean by''her''?" |
44773 | Who misunderstood and turned vermilion? |
44773 | Who misunderstood and turned vermilion? |
44773 | Who was the Duchessa? |
44773 | Who was the Duchessa? |
44773 | Who was the Old Devil? |
44773 | Who was the Old Devil? |
44773 | Who was_ la Giustina_? |
44773 | Who''s the feller?" |
44773 | Who''s the young woman you_ have n''t_ been making love to? |
44773 | Whose horse was that in the Avenue? |
44773 | Whose horse was that in the Avenue? |
44773 | Why ca n''t they come in? |
44773 | Why ca n''t you get Bryant and May?" |
44773 | Why can you not be patient and methodical? |
44773 | Why not the Peter Dudburys? |
44773 | Why on earth could not the gentleman leave the lady to go her own way, and attend to his work? |
44773 | Why should not your nonentity come back again? |
44773 | Why should such a place be remembered or spoken of? |
44773 | Will Mr. Aiken favour us with a case in point? |
44773 | With his wife listening on the stairs, was he not bound to pursue his inquiry? |
44773 | Would Mr. Aiken get it done in a week? |
44773 | Would it have done so if he had not been conscious that his wife was still standing at pause on the staircase to keep an eye on the outcome? |
44773 | Would not your wife say,"But we have taken our tickets"? |
44773 | Would you become, on that account, unconscious altogether of weariness from the long unalleviated hours? |
44773 | Yes-- and then?" |
44773 | Yet even that one is better off than I; for may not he or she rejoin those that have gone before? |
44773 | You remember how it stood on the table while he talked with Mr. Hughes? |
44773 | You_ will_ tell me, wo n''t you?" |
44773 | _ He_ was engaged to another girl? |
44773 | _ Was_ there soap in the house? |
44773 | _ What_ do you say?" |
44773 | and immediately got up and crossed the room to her, saying,"Is anything wrong?" |
44773 | and"Wonder if he''ll say your idear?" |
44773 | she cried, so loud that her hearer gave a big start, exclaiming,"What-- have_ you_ got a story? |
44773 | was she not a wife, and the wife too of the thing men called the Duke? |
44773 | where are you? |
44773 | who?" |
174 | A method of procuring sensations? 174 A sailor?" |
174 | Ah, what is impossible? |
174 | Ah, you have discovered that? |
174 | Am I really like that? |
174 | And does his philosophy make you happy? |
174 | And he? |
174 | And how did Lady Brandon describe this wonderful young man? |
174 | And those are...? |
174 | And what do you propose to do? |
174 | And what does she get annoyed with you about, Duchess? |
174 | And what is that? |
174 | And where did you come across her? |
174 | Anything that would tell his name? |
174 | Appreciate it? 174 Are you better, my dear fellow?" |
174 | Are you serious? |
174 | Are you very much in love with him? |
174 | At what particular point did you mention the word marriage, Dorian? 174 Before God?" |
174 | Before which Dorian? 174 But do n''t people say that he was murdered?" |
174 | But do you approve of it, Harry? |
174 | But must we really see Chicago in order to be educated? |
174 | But suppose, Harry, I became haggard, and old, and wrinkled? 174 But surely she did?" |
174 | But what about my man at the Orleans? |
174 | But what is the matter? 174 But what world says that?" |
174 | But why not? |
174 | But why should you be annoyed? 174 But, surely, if one lives merely for one''s self, Harry, one pays a terrible price for doing so?" |
174 | Ca n''t you see your ideal in it? |
174 | Can you move it, covering and all, just as it is? 174 Can you remember any great error that you committed in your early days, Duchess?" |
174 | Did any one call this evening? |
174 | Did you go to the club? |
174 | Did you say a sailor? |
174 | Do n''t know who he is? |
174 | Do n''t you like it? |
174 | Do you feel quite sure of that, Dorian? |
174 | Do you mean about Sibyl Vane? |
174 | Do you mean to say you do n''t like what I did of you? 174 Do you still refuse to do this for me?" |
174 | Do you think he will really marry this fascinating young person? |
174 | Do you think my nature so shallow? |
174 | Dorian Gray? 174 Dorian,"said Lord Henry at last, as the_ chaud- froid_ was being handed round,"what is the matter with you to- night? |
174 | Even when he is wrong? |
174 | Even when one has been wounded by it, Harry? |
174 | Greek meets Greek, then? |
174 | Harry, how can you? |
174 | Harry,cried Dorian Gray, coming over and sitting down beside him,"why is it that I can not feel this tragedy as much as I want to? |
174 | Has he never been jealous? |
174 | Has she got any? |
174 | Have you had good sport, Geoffrey? |
174 | Have you seen her to- day? |
174 | How can you say that? 174 How can you say that? |
174 | How do you mean? |
174 | How long ago is it since your sister died? 174 How long has she been married?" |
174 | How long will your experiment take, Alan? |
174 | I shut the window? |
174 | I suppose you have come about the unfortunate accident of this morning, Thornton? |
174 | I wonder is that really so, Harry? |
174 | If it is not, what have I to do with it? |
174 | In the Parthian manner? |
174 | In this fog, my dear Basil? 174 Is Monmouth to be there, too?" |
174 | Is it really finished? |
174 | Is it the real Dorian? |
174 | Is n''t he incorrigible? |
174 | Is n''t it, Mr. Gray? 174 Is she pretty?" |
174 | Is that yours, Harry? |
174 | Is there a fire in the room upstairs? |
174 | Love? |
174 | Might one look at the work of art, sir? |
174 | Money, Mother? |
174 | Mother, Mother,she cried,"why does he love me so much? |
174 | Mother, are my things ready? |
174 | Mr. Dorian Gray? 174 Must I really come, Harry?" |
174 | My dear Basil, how do I know? |
174 | My dear Basil,said Dorian,"what have you told me? |
174 | My dear Harry, why? |
174 | Not send it anywhere? 174 Not seventeen, Lady Henry?" |
174 | On the wharf? |
174 | Or do you think that would make it a petticoat party? |
174 | Prince Charming is what you like to be called, ai n''t it? |
174 | Religion? |
174 | Remembered what, Harry? |
174 | Safe from what, Dorian? 174 Shall I leave the things here, sir?" |
174 | Sibyl? 174 So you think that it is only God who sees the soul, Basil? |
174 | Somewhere about here, sir, ai n''t it? |
174 | Ten minutes past two? 174 That was at Lohengrin, Lady Henry, I think?" |
174 | Then what should we call you, Harry? |
174 | Then why wo n''t you exhibit his portrait? |
174 | Then you shall come; and you will come, too, Basil, wo n''t you? |
174 | They are pork- packers, I suppose? |
174 | To whom? |
174 | Too cold for Monsieur? |
174 | Ugliness is one of the seven deadly sins, then? |
174 | Understand what? |
174 | Was it all very bad? |
174 | Was that a paradox? |
174 | Was the poor fellow married? 174 Was there anything found on him?" |
174 | Well, Harry,said the old gentleman,"what brings you out so early? |
174 | Well, what night shall we go? |
174 | Well, you do n''t mind my looking at the thing now? |
174 | What are you looking for? |
174 | What are you two talking about? |
174 | What are you? |
174 | What becomes of your simile about the orchid? |
174 | What can it matter? |
174 | What change do you propose, then? |
174 | What do they say of us? |
174 | What do you mean, Jim? |
174 | What do you mean? 174 What do you mean?" |
174 | What do you think has happened to Basil? |
174 | What do you want me to say? |
174 | What do you want? 174 What do you want?" |
174 | What does this mean? |
174 | What has happened? |
174 | What has the actual lapse of time got to do with it? 174 What is it all about?" |
174 | What is it that one was taught to say in one''s boyhood? 174 What is it? |
174 | What is that, Harry? |
174 | What is that? |
174 | What is that? |
174 | What is the matter? |
174 | What is? |
174 | What more do you want? |
174 | What o''clock is it, Victor? |
174 | What of art? |
174 | What sort of ways, Basil? |
174 | What was that, Harry? |
174 | What would you say, Harry, if I told you that I had murdered Basil? |
174 | What? |
174 | When is she Sibyl Vane? |
174 | Where are you lunching, Harry? |
174 | Where else should I be? |
174 | Where is the body? |
174 | Where shall we put it, sir? |
174 | Where was it? |
174 | Where were you yesterday? |
174 | Where, sir? 174 Who are her people?" |
174 | Who are you in love with? |
174 | Who is he? 174 Who is she?" |
174 | Who would n''t like it? 174 Who?" |
174 | Who? |
174 | Whose house is that, Constable? |
174 | Whose property is it? |
174 | Why ca n''t these American women stay in their own country? 174 Why did n''t you kill him?" |
174 | Why do you ask me that, Harry? |
174 | Why do you ask me? 174 Why have you changed your mind? |
174 | Why have you stopped playing, Dorian? 174 Why not, Mother? |
174 | Why on earth do n''t you keep your men back? 174 Why, Harry?" |
174 | Why, what did you expect, Dorian? 174 Why?" |
174 | Why? |
174 | Why? |
174 | Why? |
174 | Why? |
174 | Will you have some coffee, you fellows? 174 With their ages, Lady Narborough?" |
174 | Would you have me take the verdict of Europe on it? |
174 | Yes, Basil? |
174 | You are not serious, Dorian? |
174 | You call yesterday the past? |
174 | You can dine with me to- night, Dorian, ca n''t you? |
174 | You do n''t like your country, then? |
174 | You do n''t want me to meet him? |
174 | You here, Adrian? |
174 | You insist on knowing, Basil? |
174 | You know nothing then? |
174 | You refuse? |
174 | You swear this? |
174 | You talk books away,he said;"why do n''t you write one?" |
174 | You think so? |
174 | You went to the opera while Sibyl Vane was lying dead in some sordid lodging? 174 You went to the opera?" |
174 | You will have tea, of course, Dorian? 174 You will sit to me again?" |
174 | You will some day, surely? |
174 | You will write to me if you want anything, wo n''t you? |
174 | You wish me to defend my throne, then? |
174 | You wo n''t forget? |
174 | You wo n''t? 174 Your letter? |
174 | Your life? 174 ''A dream of form in days of thought''--who is it who says that? 174 ''Have a box, my Lord?'' 174 ... And Basil? 174 A sort of brother, I suppose? |
174 | A wonderful tragic figure? |
174 | After a few moments he said to him,"Have you really a very bad influence, Lord Henry? |
174 | After all, what right had he to pry into the life of Dorian Gray? |
174 | After the coffee had been brought in, he stopped, and looking over at Lord Henry, said,"Harry, did it ever occur to you that Basil was murdered?" |
174 | Ai n''t English girls good enough for him?" |
174 | Am I safe here, Harry?" |
174 | And by the way, Harry, talking about silly marriages, what is this humbug your father tells me about Dartmoor wanting to marry an American? |
174 | And now tell me-- reach me the matches, like a good boy-- thanks-- what are your actual relations with Sibyl Vane?" |
174 | And now, my dear young friend, if you will allow me to call you so, may I ask if you really meant all that you said to us at lunch?" |
174 | And so will you, Harry? |
174 | And what did she say in answer? |
174 | And what is Ferrol like? |
174 | And what sort of lives do these people, who pose as being moral, lead themselves? |
174 | And where do bad Americans go to when they die?" |
174 | And why is it so? |
174 | And why was the red stain larger than it had been? |
174 | And you will promise to talk to me all the time? |
174 | And, besides, might not his nature grow finer, after all? |
174 | And, yet, what did it matter? |
174 | And, yet, what was there to be afraid of? |
174 | And... his mother was very beautiful?" |
174 | Are they true? |
174 | Are you disengaged Tuesday?" |
174 | Are you ill? |
174 | As bad as Basil says?" |
174 | At what time shall I be back?" |
174 | Besides, I do n''t suppose you will want your wife to act, so what does it matter if she plays Juliet like a wooden doll? |
174 | Besides, even if he did confess, who would believe him? |
174 | Besides, was it really under his control? |
174 | Besides, what do you know of this young man? |
174 | Besides, what on earth could happen to you, Dorian? |
174 | But I suppose you will be back soon?" |
174 | But are you really going for a walk with me? |
174 | But how are you going to begin?" |
174 | But tell me, what did she say about Mr. Dorian Gray?" |
174 | But the picture? |
174 | But this murder-- was it to dog him all his life? |
174 | But was it all irretrievable? |
174 | But what does he see in me? |
174 | But what if, by some fate or deadlier chance, eyes other than his spied behind and saw the horrible change? |
174 | But when did you first speak to Miss Sibyl Vane?" |
174 | But where were you? |
174 | But who could tell? |
174 | But who drove him to it? |
174 | But who had done it? |
174 | But wo n''t you miss your train?" |
174 | But you do n''t think of living up there, sir, and you so comfortable here?" |
174 | But you understand now, do n''t you?" |
174 | By the way, what has become of that wonderful portrait he did of you? |
174 | CHAPTER 6"I suppose you have heard the news, Basil?" |
174 | Ca n''t you see what I am going through? |
174 | Can she feel, or know, or listen? |
174 | Can they be true? |
174 | Can they feel, I wonder, those white silent people we call the dead? |
174 | Confess? |
174 | Could it be that what that soul thought, they realized?--that what it dreamed, they made true? |
174 | Curiosity? |
174 | Did I teach the one his vices, and the other his debauchery? |
174 | Did Sibyl--? |
174 | Did any one see you going round to her room? |
174 | Did he leave any message?" |
174 | Did it mean that he was to confess? |
174 | Did it merely take cognizance of what passed within the soul? |
174 | Did n''t you get my letter? |
174 | Did n''t you recognize me?" |
174 | Did you advertise for it? |
174 | Did you go down and see the girl''s mother? |
174 | Did you go straight home?" |
174 | Did you make a scene with her?" |
174 | Did you really see it?" |
174 | Do n''t you see that accursed thing leering at us?" |
174 | Do n''t you understand? |
174 | Do you think I am going to peril my reputation for you? |
174 | Do you think this girl will ever be really content now with any one of her own rank? |
174 | Do you think, then, that a man who has once committed a murder could possibly do the same crime again? |
174 | Do you?" |
174 | Dorian?" |
174 | Erskine?" |
174 | Even if he told them, would they believe it? |
174 | Even those that are born in England become foreigners after a time, do n''t they? |
174 | Finally he stammered, in a stifled voice,"Harry, did you say an inquest? |
174 | Good God, Dorian, is that what you have come to? |
174 | Gray?" |
174 | Gray?" |
174 | Gray?" |
174 | Gray?" |
174 | Gray?" |
174 | Gray?" |
174 | Gray?" |
174 | Gray?" |
174 | Gray?'' |
174 | Had he any people dependent on him?" |
174 | Had he been cruel? |
174 | Had he something of her temperament in him? |
174 | Had it been merely vanity that had made him do his one good deed? |
174 | Had it hit the mark? |
174 | Had it indeed been prayer that had produced the substitution? |
174 | Had she cursed him, as she died? |
174 | Had some strange poisonous germ crept from body to body till it had reached his own? |
174 | Had the lover of Giovanna of Naples bequeathed him some inheritance of sin and shame? |
174 | Had the portrait really changed? |
174 | Had there been nothing more in his renunciation than that? |
174 | Hallward?'' |
174 | Harry, what shall I do? |
174 | Have another brandy- and- soda? |
174 | Have they summoned you?" |
174 | Have you any reason? |
174 | Have you noticed in the picture something curious?--something that probably at first did not strike you, but that revealed itself to you suddenly?" |
174 | His sin? |
174 | How can you say such horrible things? |
174 | How could I admire her? |
174 | How dare you ask me, of all men in the world, to mix myself up in this horror? |
174 | How dare you say it?" |
174 | How had she played that dreadful last scene? |
174 | How long have you known her?" |
174 | How long have you known her?" |
174 | How long will you like me? |
174 | How often do you see him?" |
174 | How should I know? |
174 | Hypocrisy? |
174 | I have been right, Basil, have n''t I, to take my love out of poetry and to find my wife in Shakespeare''s plays? |
174 | I know you would never harm any one I love, would you?" |
174 | I shall probably have to give it another coat of varnish before that, so I must see it some day, and why not to- day?" |
174 | I suppose they do n''t know your name at the theatre? |
174 | I suppose you think me awfully foolish about it?" |
174 | I wonder can you realize all that that means? |
174 | I wonder do I know you? |
174 | I wonder shall I always be glad?" |
174 | I wonder, did Chopin write it at Majorca, with the sea weeping round the villa and the salt spray dashing against the panes? |
174 | If Adrian Singleton writes his friend''s name across a bill, am I his keeper? |
174 | If Kent''s silly son takes his wife from the streets, what is that to me? |
174 | If it was not true, why trouble about it? |
174 | If thought could exercise its influence upon a living organism, might not thought exercise an influence upon dead and inorganic things? |
174 | If we women did not love you for your defects, where would you all be? |
174 | In the present case, what is it that has really happened? |
174 | Indeed, what right had Basil to have spoken to him as he had done? |
174 | Is insincerity such a terrible thing? |
174 | Is n''t there a verse somewhere,''Though your sins be as scarlet, yet I will make them as white as snow''?" |
174 | Is that his name?" |
174 | Is that right? |
174 | Is that very vain of me? |
174 | Is the man...?" |
174 | Is there a single decent woman in London now who would drive with her in the park? |
174 | It is a gentleman, is n''t it, who is in love with her, or says he is? |
174 | It seems silly of the French, does n''t it? |
174 | It was curious my not wanting to know her, was n''t it?" |
174 | Know you? |
174 | Lord Henry, do n''t you think that Mr. Gray should get married?" |
174 | Makes it quite cosmopolitan, does n''t it? |
174 | Might there not be some curious scientific reason for it all? |
174 | Money? |
174 | Mother, did you love my father as I love Prince Charming?" |
174 | My dear fellow, why? |
174 | Oh, Dorian, Dorian, you understand now what it signifies? |
174 | Or did you say you had done more than one?" |
174 | Or do you object to such simple pleasures?" |
174 | Or had his choice already been made? |
174 | Or had it been simply his own imagination that had made him see a look of evil where there had been a look of joy? |
174 | Or shall I write to him?" |
174 | Or shall we lunch with our little duchess? |
174 | Or that passion to act a part that sometimes makes us do things finer than we are ourselves? |
174 | Or the desire for a new sensation, as Lord Henry had hinted, with his mocking laugh? |
174 | Or was it indifferent to results? |
174 | Or was that merely his own fancy? |
174 | Or was the body really in the soul, as Giordano Bruno thought? |
174 | Or was there some other, more terrible reason? |
174 | Or would you like hock- and- seltzer? |
174 | Or, perhaps, all these? |
174 | Perhaps you are tired of Gladys? |
174 | Poor? |
174 | Shall you see Basil between this and then? |
174 | Should he move it aside, after all? |
174 | So she left a son, did she? |
174 | Some red star had come too close to the earth.... And yet, what evidence was there against him? |
174 | Somewhere in the Euston Road, is n''t it? |
174 | Surely a painted canvas could not alter? |
174 | Surely his wish had not been fulfilled? |
174 | Surely it was not still so horrible as it had been? |
174 | Surely not, my dear fellow? |
174 | Surely you do n''t think it was a vulgar accident? |
174 | Tell me, did you go behind and see her, after the play was over?" |
174 | Tell me, is Dorian Gray very fond of you?" |
174 | The one who is pouring out tea for us, or the one in the picture?" |
174 | There was nothing else to see?" |
174 | They all are, ai n''t they? |
174 | To give himself up and be put to death? |
174 | Tuesday? |
174 | Vanity? |
174 | Was he always to be burdened by his past? |
174 | Was he really to confess? |
174 | Was it all true? |
174 | Was it not Buonarotti who had carved it in the coloured marbles of a sonnet- sequence? |
174 | Was it not Gautier who used to write about_ la consolation des arts_? |
174 | Was it not Plato, that artist in thought, who had first analyzed it? |
174 | Was it really true that one could never change? |
174 | Was it to alter now with every mood to which he yielded? |
174 | Was it true that the senses could cure it? |
174 | Was it very bad? |
174 | Was it young Herbert''s life that he sometimes led? |
174 | Was n''t he one of your men?" |
174 | Was that one of the things that life had in store? |
174 | Was the face on the canvas viler than before? |
174 | Was the soul a shadow seated in the house of sin? |
174 | Was the world going to be shown his secret? |
174 | Was there anything so real as words? |
174 | Was there no hope for him? |
174 | Was there some subtle affinity between the chemical atoms that shaped themselves into form and colour on the canvas and the soul that was within him? |
174 | Were his own actions merely the dreams that the dead man had not dared to realize? |
174 | Were people to gape at the mystery of his life? |
174 | Were you married to my father?" |
174 | What about Adrian Singleton and his dreadful end? |
174 | What about Lord Kent''s only son and his career? |
174 | What about that?" |
174 | What about the young Duke of Perth? |
174 | What about your country- house and the life that is led there? |
174 | What are American dry- goods?" |
174 | What are you now? |
174 | What can you expect? |
174 | What could atone for that? |
174 | What could he do then? |
174 | What could they know of love such as ours? |
174 | What did it matter what happened to the coloured image on the canvas? |
174 | What did it matter? |
174 | What did it mean? |
174 | What did it mean? |
174 | What did she say about it all?" |
174 | What did you do afterwards? |
174 | What did you mean by that? |
174 | What do years matter?" |
174 | What do you think the play was, Harry?" |
174 | What do you want?" |
174 | What does it matter? |
174 | What does that matter? |
174 | What gentleman would associate with him?" |
174 | What had Dorian Gray to do with Sibyl Vane''s death? |
174 | What had happened? |
174 | What had this man''s legacy been? |
174 | What has become of the Frenchman, by the bye?" |
174 | What have I done to you?" |
174 | What have I to do with the puppets of a play? |
174 | What have you or I to do with the superstitions of our age? |
174 | What if Alan Campbell should be out of England? |
174 | What if it should be stolen? |
174 | What is going on in town? |
174 | What is it but canvas and colour? |
174 | What is it to me what devil''s work you are up to?" |
174 | What is it to me where she came from? |
174 | What is marriage? |
174 | What is the name of the man at Richmond who supplies Selby with orchids?" |
174 | What is the number of your sister''s box?" |
174 | What matter what the cost was? |
174 | What more can one want? |
174 | What more can you want?" |
174 | What of George Willoughby, with his powdered hair and fantastic patches? |
174 | What passions had he bequeathed? |
174 | What should he do if Basil Hallward came and asked to look at his own picture? |
174 | What sort of boy is he? |
174 | What sort of life has he got now? |
174 | What then?" |
174 | What time is it?" |
174 | What was he doing there? |
174 | What was he to say of that? |
174 | What was it separated you? |
174 | What was it to him how vile and full of shame it looked? |
174 | What was she like? |
174 | What was that loathsome red dew that gleamed, wet and glistening, on one of the hands, as though the canvas had sweated blood? |
174 | What was the use of knowing? |
174 | What was your reason for refusing to exhibit my picture?" |
174 | What was youth at best? |
174 | Where had they passed to? |
174 | Where is he?" |
174 | Where is it? |
174 | Where shall we go? |
174 | Which is he? |
174 | Which is the work of art, sir?" |
174 | Who could say where the fleshly impulse ceased, or the psychical impulse began? |
174 | Who else is coming?" |
174 | Who had made him a judge over others? |
174 | Who is he? |
174 | Who is he?" |
174 | Who wants happiness? |
174 | Whom did she marry? |
174 | Why did he get in front of the guns? |
174 | Why did you paint it? |
174 | Why do you ask? |
174 | Why do you talk of it? |
174 | Why do you try to persuade our nice Mr. Dorian Gray to give up the East End? |
174 | Why had he been made like that? |
174 | Why had he kept it so long? |
174 | Why had he not known it? |
174 | Why had he worn its livery? |
174 | Why had it altered? |
174 | Why had it been left for a stranger to reveal him to himself? |
174 | Why had such a soul been given to him? |
174 | Why have you not told me about him? |
174 | Why have you pulled the screen in front of it? |
174 | Why inquire too closely into it? |
174 | Why is it that so many gentlemen in London will neither go to your house or invite you to theirs? |
174 | Why is it, Dorian, that a man like the Duke of Berwick leaves the room of a club when you enter it? |
174 | Why is your friendship so fatal to young men? |
174 | Why not let it stay there? |
174 | Why not tell me what it is? |
174 | Why not? |
174 | Why should I not love her? |
174 | Why should he have been murdered? |
174 | Why should he trouble about Sibyl Vane? |
174 | Why should he watch the hideous corruption of his soul? |
174 | Why should it keep what I must lose? |
174 | Why should n''t I look at it?" |
174 | Why should n''t you look at it? |
174 | Will it always be so? |
174 | With such blood as he has in his veins, how could his record be clean? |
174 | Would he ever look at it again? |
174 | Would it teach him to loathe his own soul? |
174 | Would there ever be some one who would fill him with a strange idolatry? |
174 | Would you think it awfully rude of me if I asked you to go away?" |
174 | Yet, after all, what did it matter to him? |
174 | You are dining out, I suppose? |
174 | You can talk to me of other women being charming, and of Patti singing divinely, before the girl you loved has even the quiet of a grave to sleep in? |
174 | You did n''t see anything else in the picture, did you? |
174 | You do n''t imagine I let him arrange my room for me? |
174 | You do n''t mean to say Ferrol is the fourth?" |
174 | You do n''t really mind, Basil, do you? |
174 | You have never been to any of my parties, have you, Mr. Gray? |
174 | You know her curiously shrill voice?" |
174 | You know her, at any rate, I suppose?" |
174 | You never got it back? |
174 | You remember Sibyl, do n''t you? |
174 | You remember that landscape of mine, for which Agnew offered me such a huge price but which I would not part with? |
174 | You remember the one I wore at Lady Hilstone''s garden- party? |
174 | You shrug your shoulders? |
174 | You smile? |
174 | You want to exhibit it?" |
174 | You will excuse me, wo n''t you?" |
174 | You wo n''t? |
174 | but what do you mean by good?" |
174 | ca n''t you forgive me for to- night? |
174 | ca n''t you see that my heart is breaking?" |
174 | do n''t you see a man moving behind the trees there, watching me, waiting for me?" |
174 | is there no doubt about that?" |
174 | she cried,"what does money matter? |
174 | that is one of Harry''s views, is n''t it, Mr. Gray? |
174 | why did n''t you tell me that the only thing worth loving is an actress?" |
26740 | A method of procuring sensations? 26740 A sailor?" |
26740 | Ah, what is impossible? |
26740 | Ah, you have discovered that? |
26740 | Am I really like that? |
26740 | And does his philosophy make you happy? |
26740 | And he? |
26740 | And how did Lady Brandon describe this wonderful young man? |
26740 | And those are...? |
26740 | And what do you propose to do? |
26740 | And what does she get annoyed with you about, Duchess? |
26740 | And what is that? |
26740 | And where did you come across her? |
26740 | Anything that would tell his name? |
26740 | Appreciate it? 26740 Are you better, my dear fellow?" |
26740 | Are you serious? |
26740 | Are you very much in love with him? |
26740 | At what particular point did you mention the word marriage, Dorian? 26740 Before God?" |
26740 | Before which Dorian? 26740 But do n''t people say that he was murdered?" |
26740 | But do you approve of it, Harry? |
26740 | But must we really see Chicago in order to be educated? |
26740 | But suppose, Harry, I became haggard, and old, and wrinkled? 26740 But surely she did?" |
26740 | But what about my man at the Orleans? |
26740 | But what is the matter? 26740 But what world says that?" |
26740 | But why not? |
26740 | But why should you be annoyed? 26740 But, surely, if one lives merely for one''s self, Harry, one pays a terrible price for doing so?" |
26740 | Ca n''t you see your ideal in it? |
26740 | Can you move it, covering and all, just as it is? 26740 Can you remember any great error that you committed in your early days, Duchess?" |
26740 | Did anyone call this evening? |
26740 | Did you go to the club? |
26740 | Did you say a sailor? |
26740 | Do n''t know who he is? |
26740 | Do n''t you like it? |
26740 | Do you feel quite sure of that, Dorian? |
26740 | Do you mean about Sibyl Vane? |
26740 | Do you mean to say you do n''t like what I did of you? 26740 Do you still refuse to do this for me?" |
26740 | Do you think he will really marry this fascinating young person? |
26740 | Do you think my nature so shallow? |
26740 | Dorian Gray? 26740 Dorian,"said Lord Henry, at last, as the_ chaud- froid_ was being handed round,"what is the matter with you to- night? |
26740 | Even when he is wrong? |
26740 | Even when one has been wounded by it, Harry? |
26740 | Greek meets Greek, then? |
26740 | Harry, how can you? |
26740 | Harry,cried Dorian Gray, coming over and sitting down beside him,"why is it that I can not feel this tragedy as much as I want to? |
26740 | Has he never been jealous? |
26740 | Has she got any? |
26740 | Have you had good sport, Geoffrey? |
26740 | Have you seen her to- day? |
26740 | How can you say that? 26740 How can you say that? |
26740 | How do you mean? |
26740 | How long ago is it since your sister died? 26740 How long has she been married?" |
26740 | How long will your experiment take, Alan? |
26740 | I shut the window? |
26740 | I suppose you have come about the unfortunate accident of this morning, Thornton? |
26740 | I wonder is that really so, Harry? |
26740 | If it is not, what have I to do with it? |
26740 | In the Parthian manner? |
26740 | In this fog, my dear Basil? 26740 Is Monmouth to be there too?" |
26740 | Is it really finished? |
26740 | Is it the real Dorian? |
26740 | Is n''t he incorrigible? |
26740 | Is n''t it, Mr. Gray? 26740 Is she pretty?" |
26740 | Is that yours, Harry? |
26740 | Is there a fire in the room upstairs? |
26740 | Love? |
26740 | Might one look at the work of art, sir? |
26740 | Money, mother? |
26740 | Mother, are my things ready? |
26740 | Mother, mother,she cried,"why does he love me so much? |
26740 | Mr. Dorian Gray? 26740 Must I really come, Harry?" |
26740 | My dear Basil, how do I know? |
26740 | My dear Basil,said Dorian,"what have you told me? |
26740 | My dear Harry, why? |
26740 | My father was a scoundrel then? |
26740 | Not send it anywhere? 26740 Not seventeen, Lady Henry?" |
26740 | On the wharf? |
26740 | Or do you think that would make it a petticoat party? |
26740 | Prince Charming is what you like to be called, ai n''t it? |
26740 | Religion? |
26740 | Remembered what, Harry? |
26740 | Safe from what, Dorian? 26740 Shall I leave the things here, sir?" |
26740 | Sibyl? 26740 So you think that it is only God who sees the soul, Basil? |
26740 | Somewhere about here, sir, ai n''t it? |
26740 | Ten minutes past two? 26740 That was at''Lohengrin,''Lady Henry, I think?" |
26740 | That would be impossible, my dear boy? |
26740 | Then what should we call you, Harry? |
26740 | Then why wo n''t you exhibit his portrait? |
26740 | Then you shall come; and you will come too, Basil, wo n''t you? |
26740 | They are pork- packers, I suppose? |
26740 | To exhibit it? 26740 To whom?" |
26740 | Too cold for Monsieur? |
26740 | Ugliness is one of the seven deadly sins, then? |
26740 | Understand what? |
26740 | Was it all very bad? |
26740 | Was that a paradox? |
26740 | Was the poor fellow married? 26740 Was there anything found on him?" |
26740 | Well, Harry,said the old gentleman,"what brings you out so early? |
26740 | Well, what night shall we go? |
26740 | Well, you do n''t mind my looking at the thing now? |
26740 | What are you looking for? |
26740 | What are you two talking about? |
26740 | What are you? |
26740 | What becomes of your simile about the orchid? |
26740 | What can it matter? |
26740 | What change do you propose, then? |
26740 | What do they say of us? |
26740 | What do you mean, Jim? |
26740 | What do you mean? 26740 What do you mean?" |
26740 | What do you think has happened to Basil? |
26740 | What do you want me to say? |
26740 | What do you want? 26740 What do you want?" |
26740 | What does this mean? |
26740 | What has happened? |
26740 | What has the actual lapse of time got to do with it? 26740 What is it all about?" |
26740 | What is it that one was taught to say in one''s boyhood? 26740 What is it? |
26740 | What is that, Harry? |
26740 | What is that? |
26740 | What is that? |
26740 | What is the matter? |
26740 | What is? |
26740 | What more do you want? |
26740 | What o''clock is it, Victor? |
26740 | What of Art? |
26740 | What sort of ways, Basil? |
26740 | What was that, Harry? |
26740 | What would you say, Harry, if I told you that I had murdered Basil? |
26740 | What? |
26740 | When is she Sibyl Vane? |
26740 | Where are you lunching, Harry? |
26740 | Where else should I be? |
26740 | Where is the body? |
26740 | Where shall we put it, sir? |
26740 | Where was it? |
26740 | Where were you yesterday? |
26740 | Where, sir? 26740 Who are her people?" |
26740 | Who are you in love with? |
26740 | Who is he? 26740 Who is she?" |
26740 | Who would n''t like it? 26740 Who?" |
26740 | Who? |
26740 | Whose house is that, constable? |
26740 | Whose property is it? |
26740 | Why ca n''t these American women stay in their own country? 26740 Why did n''t you kill him?" |
26740 | Why do you ask me that, Harry? |
26740 | Why do you ask me? 26740 Why have you changed your mind? |
26740 | Why have you stopped playing, Dorian? 26740 Why not, mother? |
26740 | Why on earth do n''t you keep your men back? 26740 Why, Harry?" |
26740 | Why, what did you expect, Dorian? 26740 Why?" |
26740 | Why? |
26740 | Why? |
26740 | Why? |
26740 | Why? |
26740 | With their ages, Lady Narborough? |
26740 | Would you have me take the verdict of Europe on it? |
26740 | Yes, Basil? |
26740 | You are not serious, Dorian? |
26740 | You call yesterday the past? |
26740 | You can dine with me to- night, Dorian, ca n''t you? |
26740 | You do n''t like your country, then? |
26740 | You do n''t want me to meet him? |
26740 | You here, Adrian? |
26740 | You insist on knowing, Basil? |
26740 | You know nothing then? |
26740 | You refuse? |
26740 | You swear this? |
26740 | You talk books away,he said;"why do n''t you write one?" |
26740 | You think so? |
26740 | You went to the Opera while Sibyl Vane was lying dead in some sordid lodging? 26740 You went to the Opera?" |
26740 | You will have tea, of course, Dorian? 26740 You will sit to me again?" |
26740 | You will some day, surely? |
26740 | You will write to me if you want anything, wo n''t you? |
26740 | You wish me to defend my throne, then? |
26740 | You wo n''t forget? |
26740 | You wo n''t? 26740 Your letter? |
26740 | Your life? 26740 ''A dream of form in days of thought:''--who is it who says that? 26740 ''Have a box, my Lord?'' 26740 A sort of brother, I suppose? |
26740 | A wonderful tragic figure? |
26740 | After a few moments he said to him,"Have you really a very bad influence, Lord Henry? |
26740 | After all, what right had he to pry into the life of Dorian Gray? |
26740 | After the coffee had been brought in, he stopped, and, looking over at Lord Henry, said,"Harry, did it ever occur to you that Basil was murdered?" |
26740 | Ai n''t English girls good enough for him?" |
26740 | Am I safe here, Harry?" |
26740 | And Basil? |
26740 | And by the way, Harry, talking about silly marriages, what is this humbug your father tells me about Dartmoor wanting to marry an American? |
26740 | And now tell me-- reach me the matches, like a good boy: thanks:--what are your actual relations with Sibyl Vane?" |
26740 | And now, my dear young friend, if you will allow me to call you so, may I ask if you really meant all that you said to us at lunch?" |
26740 | And so will you, Harry? |
26740 | And what did she say in answer? |
26740 | And what is Ferrol like? |
26740 | And what sort of lives do these people, who pose as being moral, lead themselves? |
26740 | And where do bad Americans go to when they die?" |
26740 | And why is it so? |
26740 | And why was the red stain larger than it had been? |
26740 | And you will promise to talk to me all the time? |
26740 | And, besides, might not his nature grow finer, after all? |
26740 | And, yet, what did it matter? |
26740 | And, yet, what was there to be afraid of? |
26740 | And... his mother was very beautiful?" |
26740 | Are they true? |
26740 | Are you disengaged Tuesday?" |
26740 | Are you ill? |
26740 | As bad as Basil says?" |
26740 | At what time shall I be back?" |
26740 | Besides, even if he did confess, who would believe him? |
26740 | Besides, was it really under his control? |
26740 | Besides, what do you know of this young man? |
26740 | Besides, what on earth could happen to you, Dorian? |
26740 | But I suppose you will be back soon?" |
26740 | But are you really going for a walk with me? |
26740 | But how are you going to begin?" |
26740 | But tell me, what did she say about Mr. Dorian Gray?" |
26740 | But the picture? |
26740 | But this murder-- was it to dog him all his life? |
26740 | But was it all irretrievable? |
26740 | But what does he see in me? |
26740 | But what if, by some fate or deadlier chance, eyes other than his spied behind, and saw the horrible change? |
26740 | But when did you first speak to Miss Sibyl Vane?" |
26740 | But where were you? |
26740 | But who could tell?... |
26740 | But who drove him to it? |
26740 | But who had done it? |
26740 | But wo n''t you miss your train?" |
26740 | But you do n''t think of living up there, sir, and you so comfortable here?" |
26740 | But you understand now, do n''t you?" |
26740 | By the way, what has become of that wonderful portrait he did of you? |
26740 | CHAPTER VI"I suppose you have heard the news, Basil?" |
26740 | Ca n''t you see what I am going through? |
26740 | Can she feel, or know, or listen? |
26740 | Can they be true? |
26740 | Can they feel, I wonder, those white silent people we call the dead? |
26740 | Confess? |
26740 | Could it be that what that soul thought, they realized?--that what it dreamed, they made true? |
26740 | Curiosity? |
26740 | Did I teach the one his vices, and the other his debauchery? |
26740 | Did Sibyl----? |
26740 | Did anyone see you going round to her room? |
26740 | Did he leave any message?" |
26740 | Did it mean that he was to confess? |
26740 | Did it merely take cognizance of what passed within the soul? |
26740 | Did n''t you get my letter? |
26740 | Did n''t you recognise me?" |
26740 | Did you advertise for it? |
26740 | Did you go down and see the girl''s mother? |
26740 | Did you go straight home?" |
26740 | Did you make a scene with her?" |
26740 | Did you really see it?" |
26740 | Do n''t you like the name? |
26740 | Do n''t you understand? |
26740 | Do you think I am going to peril my reputation for you? |
26740 | Do you think this girl will ever be really contented now with anyone of her own rank? |
26740 | Do you think, then, that a man who has once committed a murder could possibly do the same crime again? |
26740 | Do you?" |
26740 | Dorian?" |
26740 | Erskine?" |
26740 | Even if he told them, would they believe it? |
26740 | Even those that are born in England become foreigners after a time, do n''t they? |
26740 | Finally he stammered in a stifled voice,"Harry, did you say an inquest? |
26740 | Good God, Dorian, is that what you have come to? |
26740 | Gray?" |
26740 | Gray?" |
26740 | Gray?" |
26740 | Gray?" |
26740 | Gray?" |
26740 | Gray?" |
26740 | Gray?" |
26740 | Gray?" |
26740 | Gray?'' |
26740 | Had he any people dependent on him?" |
26740 | Had he been cruel? |
26740 | Had he something of her temperament in him? |
26740 | Had it been merely vanity that had made him do his one good deed? |
26740 | Had it hit the mark? |
26740 | Had it indeed been prayer that had produced the substitution? |
26740 | Had she cursed him, as she died? |
26740 | Had some strange poisonous germ crept from body to body till it had reached his own? |
26740 | Had the lover of Giovanna of Naples bequeathed him some inheritance of sin and shame? |
26740 | Had the portrait really changed? |
26740 | Had there been nothing more in his renunciation than that? |
26740 | Hallward?'' |
26740 | Harry, what shall I do? |
26740 | Have another brandy- and- soda? |
26740 | Have they summoned you?" |
26740 | Have you any reason? |
26740 | Have you noticed in the picture something curious?--something that probably at first did not strike you, but that revealed itself to you suddenly?" |
26740 | His sin? |
26740 | How can you say such horrible things? |
26740 | How could I admire her? |
26740 | How dare you ask me, of all men in the world, to mix myself up in this horror? |
26740 | How dare you say it?" |
26740 | How had she played that dreadful last scene? |
26740 | How long have you known her?" |
26740 | How long have you known her?" |
26740 | How long will you like me? |
26740 | How often do you see him?" |
26740 | How should I know? |
26740 | Hypocrisy? |
26740 | I have been right, Basil, have n''t I, to take my love out of poetry, and to find my wife in Shakespeare''s plays? |
26740 | I know you would never harm anyone I love, would you?" |
26740 | I shall probably have to give it another coat of varnish before that, so I must see it some day, and why not to- day?" |
26740 | I suppose they do n''t know your name at the theatre? |
26740 | I suppose you think me awfully foolish about it?" |
26740 | I wonder can you realise all that that means? |
26740 | I wonder did Chopin write it at Majorca, with the sea weeping round the villa, and the salt spray dashing against the panes? |
26740 | I wonder do I know you? |
26740 | I wonder shall I always be glad?" |
26740 | If Adrian Singleton writes his friend''s name across a bill, am I his keeper? |
26740 | If Kent''s silly son takes his wife from the streets what is that to me? |
26740 | If it was not true, why trouble about it? |
26740 | If thought could exercise its influence upon a living organism, might not thought exercise an influence upon dead and inorganic things? |
26740 | If we women did not love you for your defects, where would you all be? |
26740 | In the present case, what is it that has really happened? |
26740 | Indeed, what right had Basil to have spoken to him as he had done? |
26740 | Is insincerity such a terrible thing? |
26740 | Is n''t there a verse somewhere,''Though your sins be as scarlet; yet I will make them as white as snow''?" |
26740 | Is that his name?" |
26740 | Is that right? |
26740 | Is that very vain of me? |
26740 | Is the man...?" |
26740 | Is there a single decent woman in London now who would drive with her in the Park? |
26740 | It is a gentleman, is n''t it, who is in love with her, or says he is? |
26740 | It seems silly of the French, does n''t it? |
26740 | It was curious my not wanting to know her, was n''t it?" |
26740 | Know you? |
26740 | LONDON: SIMPKIN, MARSHALL, HAMILTON, KENT& CO., LTD.*** Have You a friend who loves"My Lady Nicotine?" |
26740 | Lord Henry, do n''t you think that Mr. Gray should get married?" |
26740 | Makes it quite cosmopolitan, does n''t it? |
26740 | Might there not be some curious scientific reason for it all? |
26740 | Money? |
26740 | Mother, did you love my father as I love Prince Charming?" |
26740 | My dear fellow, why? |
26740 | Nothing about politics, I hope? |
26740 | Oh, Dorian, Dorian, you understand now what it signifies? |
26740 | Or did you say you had done more than one?" |
26740 | Or do you object to such simple pleasures?" |
26740 | Or had his choice already been made? |
26740 | Or had it been simply his own imagination that had made him see a look of evil where there had been a look of joy? |
26740 | Or shall I write to him?" |
26740 | Or shall we lunch with our little Duchess? |
26740 | Or that passion to act a part that sometimes makes us do things finer than we are ourselves? |
26740 | Or the desire for a new sensation, as Lord Henry had hinted, with his mocking laugh? |
26740 | Or was it indifferent to results? |
26740 | Or was that merely his own fancy? |
26740 | Or was the body really in the soul, as Giordano Bruno thought? |
26740 | Or was there some other, more terrible reason? |
26740 | Or would you like hock- and- seltzer? |
26740 | Or, perhaps, all these? |
26740 | Perhaps you are tired of Gladys? |
26740 | Poor? |
26740 | Shall you see Basil between this and then? |
26740 | Should he move it aside, after all? |
26740 | So she left a son, did she? |
26740 | So what does it matter if she plays Juliet like a wooden doll? |
26740 | Some red star had come too close to the earth.... And yet what evidence was there against him? |
26740 | Somewhere in the Euston Road, is n''t it? |
26740 | Surely a painted canvas could not alter? |
26740 | Surely his wish had not been fulfilled? |
26740 | Surely it was not still so horrible as it had been? |
26740 | Surely not, my dear fellow? |
26740 | Surely you do n''t think it was a vulgar accident? |
26740 | Tell me, did you go behind and see her, after the play was over?" |
26740 | Tell me, is Dorian Gray very fond of you?" |
26740 | The one who is pouring out tea for us, or the one in the picture?" |
26740 | There was nothing else to see?" |
26740 | They all are, ai n''t they? |
26740 | To give himself up, and be put to death? |
26740 | Tuesday? |
26740 | Vanity? |
26740 | Was he always to be burdened by his past? |
26740 | Was he really to confess? |
26740 | Was it all true? |
26740 | Was it not Buonarotti who had carved it in the coloured marbles of a sonnet- sequence? |
26740 | Was it not Gautier who used to write about_ la consolation des arts_? |
26740 | Was it not Plato, that artist in thought, who had first analysed it? |
26740 | Was it really true that one could never change? |
26740 | Was it to alter now with every mood to which he yielded? |
26740 | Was it true that the senses could cure it? |
26740 | Was it very bad? |
26740 | Was it young Herbert''s life that he sometimes led? |
26740 | Was n''t he one of your men?" |
26740 | Was that one of the things that life had in store? |
26740 | Was the face on the canvas viler than before? |
26740 | Was the soul a shadow seated in the house of sin? |
26740 | Was the world going to be shown his secret? |
26740 | Was there anything so real as words? |
26740 | Was there no hope for him? |
26740 | Were his own actions merely the dreams that the dead man had not dared to realise? |
26740 | Were people to gape at the mystery of his life? |
26740 | Were you married to my father?" |
26740 | What about Adrian Singleton, and his dreadful end? |
26740 | What about Lord Kent''s only son, and his career? |
26740 | What about that?" |
26740 | What about the young Duke of Perth? |
26740 | What about your country house, and the life that is led there? |
26740 | What are American dry- goods?" |
26740 | What are you now? |
26740 | What can you expect? |
26740 | What could atone for that? |
26740 | What could he do then? |
26740 | What could they know of love such as ours? |
26740 | What did it matter what happened to the coloured image on the canvas? |
26740 | What did it matter? |
26740 | What did it mean? |
26740 | What did it mean? |
26740 | What did she say about it all?" |
26740 | What did you do afterwards? |
26740 | What did you mean by that? |
26740 | What do years matter?" |
26740 | What do you think the play was, Harry?" |
26740 | What do you want?" |
26740 | What does it matter? |
26740 | What does that matter? |
26740 | What gentleman would associate with him?" |
26740 | What had Dorian Gray to do with Sibyl Vane''s death? |
26740 | What had happened? |
26740 | What had this man''s legacy been? |
26740 | What has become of the Frenchman, by the bye?" |
26740 | What have I done to you?" |
26740 | What have I to do with the puppets of a play? |
26740 | What have you or I to do with the superstitions of our age? |
26740 | What if Alan Campbell should be out of England? |
26740 | What if it should be stolen? |
26740 | What is going on in town? |
26740 | What is it but canvas and colour? |
26740 | What is it to me what devil''s work you are up to?" |
26740 | What is it to me where she came from? |
26740 | What is marriage? |
26740 | What is the name of the man at Richmond who supplies Selby with orchids?" |
26740 | What is the number of your sister''s box?" |
26740 | What matter what the cost was? |
26740 | What more can one want? |
26740 | What more can you want?" |
26740 | What of George Willoughby, with his powdered hair and fantastic patches? |
26740 | What passions had he bequeathed? |
26740 | What should he do if Basil Hallward came and asked to look at his own picture? |
26740 | What sort of boy is he? |
26740 | What sort of life has he got now? |
26740 | What then?" |
26740 | What time is it?" |
26740 | What was he doing there? |
26740 | What was he to say of that? |
26740 | What was it separated you? |
26740 | What was it to him how vile and full of shame it looked? |
26740 | What was she like? |
26740 | What was that loathsome red dew that gleamed, wet and glistening, on one of the hands, as though the canvas had sweated blood? |
26740 | What was the use of knowing? |
26740 | What was your reason for refusing to exhibit my picture?" |
26740 | What was youth at best? |
26740 | Where had they passed to? |
26740 | Where is he?" |
26740 | Where is it? |
26740 | Where shall we go? |
26740 | Which is he? |
26740 | Which is the work of art, sir?" |
26740 | Who could say where the fleshly impulse ceased, or the physical impulse began? |
26740 | Who else is coming?" |
26740 | Who had made him a Judge over others? |
26740 | Who is he? |
26740 | Who is he?" |
26740 | Who wants happiness? |
26740 | Whom did she marry? |
26740 | Why did he get in front of the guns? |
26740 | Why did you paint it? |
26740 | Why do you ask? |
26740 | Why do you talk of it? |
26740 | Why do you try to persuade our nice Mr. Dorian Gray to give up the East End? |
26740 | Why had he been made like that? |
26740 | Why had he kept it so long? |
26740 | Why had he not known it? |
26740 | Why had he worn its livery? |
26740 | Why had it altered? |
26740 | Why had it been left for a stranger to reveal him to himself? |
26740 | Why had such a soul been given to him? |
26740 | Why have you not told me about him? |
26740 | Why have you pulled the screen in front of it? |
26740 | Why inquire too closely into it? |
26740 | Why is it that so many gentlemen in London will neither go to your house nor invite you to theirs? |
26740 | Why is it, Dorian, that a man like the Duke of Berwick leaves the room of a club when you enter it? |
26740 | Why is your friendship so fatal to young men? |
26740 | Why not let it stay there? |
26740 | Why not tell me what it is? |
26740 | Why not? |
26740 | Why should I not love her? |
26740 | Why should he have been murdered? |
26740 | Why should he trouble about Sibyl Vane? |
26740 | Why should he watch the hideous corruption of his soul? |
26740 | Why should it keep what I must lose? |
26740 | Why should n''t I look at it?" |
26740 | Why should n''t you look at it? |
26740 | Will it always be so?... |
26740 | With such blood as he has in his veins, how could his record be clean? |
26740 | Would he ever look at it again? |
26740 | Would it teach him to loathe his own soul? |
26740 | Would there ever be someone who would fill him with a strange idolatry? |
26740 | Would you think it awfully rude of me if I asked you to go away?" |
26740 | Yet, after all, what did it matter to him? |
26740 | You are dining out, I suppose? |
26740 | You can talk to me of other women being charming, and of Patti singing divinely, before the girl you loved has even the quiet of a grave to sleep in? |
26740 | You did n''t see anything else in the picture, did you? |
26740 | You do n''t imagine I let him arrange my room for me? |
26740 | You do n''t really mind, Basil, do you? |
26740 | You have never been to any of my parties, have you, Mr. Gray? |
26740 | You know her curiously shrill voice?" |
26740 | You know her, at any rate, I suppose?" |
26740 | You never got it back? |
26740 | You remember Sibyl, do n''t you? |
26740 | You remember that landscape of mine, for which Agnew offered me such a huge price, but which I would not part with? |
26740 | You remember the one I wore at Lady Hilstone''s garden- party? |
26740 | You shrug your shoulders? |
26740 | You smile? |
26740 | You want to exhibit it?" |
26740 | You will excuse me, wo n''t you?" |
26740 | You wo n''t? |
26740 | but what do you mean by good?" |
26740 | ca n''t you forgive me for to- night? |
26740 | ca n''t you see that my heart is breaking?" |
26740 | do n''t you see a man moving behind the trees there, watching me, waiting for me?" |
26740 | do n''t you see that accursed thing leering at us?" |
26740 | is there no doubt about that?" |
26740 | she cried,"what does money matter? |
26740 | that is one of Harry''s views, is n''t it, Mr. Gray? |
26740 | why did n''t you tell me that the only thing worth loving is an actress?" |