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He turned round. “What I have to say is this,” he cried. “You must
give me some answer to these horrible charges that are made
against you. If you tell me that they are absolutely untrue from
beginning to end, I shall believe you. Deny them, Dorian, deny
them! Can’t you see what I am going through? My God! don’t tell
me that you are bad, and corrupt, and shameful.”
Dorian Gray smiled. There was a curl of contempt in his lips.
“Come upstairs, Basil,” he said, quietly. “I keep a diary of my life
from day to day, and it never leaves the room in which it is
written. I shall show it to you if you come with me.” “I shall come
with you, Dorian, if you wish it. I see I have missed my train.
That makes no matter. I can go to-morrow. But don’t ask me to
read anything tonight. All I want is a plain answer to my
question.” “That shall be given to you upstairs. I could not give it
here. You will not have to read long.”