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Her clever tongue gets on one's nerves. Well, in any case, be

here at eleven."

"Must I really come, Harry?"

"Certainly. The park is quite lovely now. I don't think there

have been such lilacs since the year I met you."

"Very well. I shall be here at eleven," said Dorian. "Good night,

Harry." As he reached the door, he hesitated for a moment, as if

he had something more to say. Then he sighed and went out.

CHAPTER XX.