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"Here is a sovereign for you," said Dorian. "You shall have

another if you drive fast."

"All right, sir," answered the man, "you will be there in an

hour," and after his fare had got in he turned his horse round

and drove rapidly towards the river.

CHAPTER XVI.

A cold rain began to fall, and the blurred street-lamps looked

ghastly in the dripping mist. The public-houses were just

closing, and dim men and women were clustering in broken groups

round their doors. From some of the bars came the sound of

horrible laughter. In others, drunkards brawled and screamed.