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"You have done too many foolish things during the last fortnight

to be entitled to give yourself that name, Dorian," answered Lord

Henry with his sweet melancholy smile.

The lad frowned. "I don't like that explanation, Harry," he

rejoined, "but I am glad you don't think I am heartless. I am

nothing of the kind. I know I am not. And yet I must admit that

this thing that has happened does not affect me as it should. It

seems to me to be simply like a wonderful ending to a wonderful

play. It has all the terrible beauty of a Greek tragedy, a

tragedy in which I took a great part, but by which I have not

been wounded."