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Lord Henry came over and examined the picture. It was certainly a

wonderful work of art, and a wonderful likeness as well.

"My dear fellow, I congratulate you most warmly," he said. "It is

the finest portrait of modern times. Mr. Gray, come over and look

at yourself."

The lad started, as if awakened from some dream.

"Is it really finished?" he murmured, stepping down from the

platform.

"Quite finished," said the painter. "And you have sat splendidly

to-day. I am awfully obliged to you."

"That is entirely due to me," broke in Lord Henry. "Isn't it, Mr.

Gray?"