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There he stopped, feeling afraid to turn round, and his eyes

fixed themselves on the intricacies of the pattern before him. He

heard Campbell bringing in the heavy chest, and the irons, and

the other things that he had required for his dreadful work. He

began to wonder if he and Basil Hallward had ever met, and, if

so, what they had thought of each other.

"Leave me now," said a stern voice behind him.

He turned and hurried out, just conscious that the dead man had

been thrust back into the chair and that Campbell was gazing into

a glistening yellow face. As he was going downstairs, he heard

the key being turned in the lock.

It was long after seven when Campbell came back into the library.

He was pale, but absolutely calm. "I have done what you asked me

to do," he muttered. "And now, good-bye. Let us never see each

other again."

"You have saved me from ruin, Alan. I cannot forget that," said

Dorian simply.