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The painter bit his lip and walked over ro the picture.'I will stay with the real Dorian,'he said sadly.Chapter 3 Dorian in Loveone afternoon, a month later, Dorian Gray was sitting in the littlelibrary of Lord Henry's house in Mayfair. Lord Henry had not yetcome in. He was alwavs late. Dorian Grav was bored and once orfwice he thought of going away.At last he heard a step ourside and the door opened.'How lareyou are, Harry!'he said.'I'm afraid it is nor Harry,Mr Gray. It is only his wife.'He looked around quickly and got to his feet.'I am sorry. Ithought -''I know you quite well by your photographs. I think my husbandhas got seventeen of them.''Seventeen, Lady Henry?''Well, eighteen, then.And I saw you with him the other night atthe theatre. But here is Harry!'Lord Henry smiled at them both.'So sorry I am late, Dorian.''I am afraid I must go,' said Lady Harry. 'Goodbye, Mr Gray.Goodbye, Harry. You are eating out, I suppose? I am too. Perhaps Iwill see you later.''Perhaps, my dear,'said Lord Harry shutting the door behindher. Then he lit a cigarette and threw himself down on the sofa.'Never marry a woman with fair hair, Dorian,'he said.'Why, Harry?''Because they are romantic.''But I like romantic people.'oNever marry at all, Dorian.''l don't think I will marry Harry. I am too much in love.'''Who are you in love with?'asked Lord Henry, after a pause.1,4