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"Culture and corruption," echoed Dorian. "I have known something

of both. It seems terrible to me now that they should ever be

found together. For I have a new ideal, Harry. I am going to

alter. I think I have altered."

"You have not yet told me what your good action was. Or did you

say you had done more than one?" asked his companion as he

spilled into his plate a little crimson pyramid of seeded

strawberries and, through a perforated, shell-shaped spoon,

snowed white sugar upon them.