The picture of Dorian Gray - The Friend (First Part)
‘There
is nothing in the world as important as youth!’
As they
entered the house, they saw Dorian Gray. He was sitting by the window and
turning some pages of music. ‘You must lend me this music, Basil,’ he said.
Then he turned and saw Lord Henry. ‘Oh, I’m sorry, Basil. I didn’t realize
…’ ‘Dorian, this is Lord Henry Wotton,’ said Basil. ‘He’s an old
friend of mine.’ Dorian Gray shook hands with Lord Henry, and while they
talked, Lord Henry studied the young man. Yes, he was very good-looking indeed,
with his bright blue eyes and his gold hair. He had an open, hones face. There
were no dark secrets in that face. Lord Henry could understand Basil’s
feelings for him.
Basil was getting his paints ready. Now he looked at Lord Henry. ‘Harry,’ he said,
‘I want to finish this portrait of Dorian today. I’m afraid I must ask you
to go away.’ Lord Henry smiled and looked at Dorian Gray. ‘Should I go, Mr.
Gray?’ he asked. ‘Oh, please don’t leave, Lord Henry. Basil never talks
when he’s painting, and it’s boring. Please stay. I’d like you to talk to
me.’ ‘Well, Basil?’ Lord Henry asked. The artist bit his lip. ‘Very
well, Harry. Stay … if you must.’ While Basil painted, Lord Henry talked, and the young man
listened. The words filled Dorian’s head like music – wild, exciting music.
What a beautiful voice Lord Henry has, he thought. They are only words, but how
terrible they are! How bright and dangerous! You cannot escape from words.
