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"Yes," he answered. Then he bit his lip. "No, I don't mean that.

I didn't go to the club. I walked about. I forget what I did....

How inquisitive you are, Harry! You always want to know what one

has been doing. I always want to forget what I have been doing. I

came in at half-past two, if you wish to know the exact time. I

had left my latch-key at home, and my servant had to let me in.

If you want any corroborative evidence on the subject, you can

ask him."

Lord Henry shrugged his shoulders. "My dear fellow, as if I

cared! Let us go up to the drawing-room. No sherry, thank you,

Mr. Chapman. Something has happened to you, Dorian. Tell me what

it is. You are not yourself to-night."

"Don't mind me, Harry. I am irritable, and out of temper. I shall

come round and see you to-morrow, or next day. Make my excuses to

Lady Narborough. I shan't go upstairs. I shall go home. I must go

home."

"All right, Dorian. I dare say I shall see you to-morrow at

tea-time. The duchess is coming."