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Chapter 19
serious tragedies. I am sorry I told you no care o me. I knoy! As I rode past te face at t let us talk about it any more, and dont try to persuade me t t good action I  little bit of self-sacrifice I  of sin. I  to be better. I am going to be better. tell me somet yourself.  is going on in too t;

    quot;till discussing poor Basils disappearance.quot;

    quot;I s t tired of t by time,quot; said Dorian, pouring  some ly.

    quot;My dear boy, talking about it for six is equal to tal strain of opic every tunate lately,  terious disappearance of an artist. Scotland Yard still insists t ter  train on t Basil never arrived in Paris at all. I suppose in about a fortnigold t  is an odd t every one  San Francisco. It must be a deligy, and possess all ttractions of t ;

    quot; do you to Basil?quot; asked Dorian,  t and  ter so calmly.

    quot;I  test idea. If Basil co  is no business of mine. If   to t  ever terrifies me. I e it.quot;

    quot;; said the younger man wearily.

    quot;Because,quot; said Lord rils t trellis of an open vinaigrette box, quot;one can survive everyt t. Deaty are ts in teentury t one cannot explain a us  play Co me. tely. Poor Victoria! I  ts t s. Pers t. tial part of ones personality.quot;

    Dorian said not rose from table, and passing into t room, sat doo t ray across te and black ivory of ter t in, opped, and looking over at Lord ; ever occur to you t Basil ;

    Lord ;Basil erbury c clever enougo ing. But a man can pain
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