03-02-02-多里安·格雷的画像 [9]
“她是自杀的。”亨利勋爵平静地说，“你没有谋杀她。她自杀是因为爱你，这当然很不幸，但你不要过多地想这件事，你必须来和我共进晚餐。”
“哈里，听着。昨晚我告诉她我不想再见到她。但我离开她后，我意识到我是多么的残忍。我决定回到她身边，娶她。现在她死了，我该怎么办？你不知道我面临的危险。”
“亲爱的多里安，”亨利勋爵说，“和西比尔·文结婚不适合你。不，不……这样的婚姻从来不会成功。男的很快变得不高兴和厌倦，当然他对妻子还好，我们总会友好对待一些我们不感兴趣的人。但这个女人很快发现丈夫已经厌倦了，于是她变得要么可怕地落后于时尚，要么戴着另一个女人的丈夫给买的昂贵的帽子。”
年轻人在房间里来回走动。“也许你说的是真的，”他不高兴地说，“但是哈里，我不认为我很残酷，你呢？”
亨利勋爵一笑，他讲了些多里安·格雷爱听的话，然后又讲了他爱过的女人的聪明逗人的故事。他说西比尔·文的死是一名女演员爱情故事的美丽结局。他继续说：“这个姑娘从未真正生活过，因此她也从没真正地死。不要为西比尔·文哭泣，和朱丽叶比，她更不真实。”
过了一会儿多里安·格雷抬起头。“你说服了我，哈里。”他缓慢地说，“你太了解我了！我们别再谈这事了，这是我的一个极好的教训，到此为止吧。”
亨利勋爵走后，多里安又掀开了画像。他想他必须选择过正人君子的生活还是过不道德的生活。但他意识到他实际上已经做出了选择。他将永远年轻，享受生活给予的每一份疯狂的快乐。画像中的脸将变老、变丑、变凶，但是他将永远漂亮。他又盖上画像，露出了笑容。
一小时后他来到了亨利勋爵家，亨利勋爵在他旁边微笑着。
■ 10
While Dorian was having breakfast the next morning，Basil Hallward came to see him．
'At last I've found you，Dorian，'he said seriously．'I came last night， but they told me that you'd gone out to dinner with friends．I knew that wasn't true，of course．I wanted to tell you how sorry I was about Sybil Vane．Poor girl！'
'My dear Basil，'said Dorian．He looked bored．'I was at Lord Henry's house last night．It was a very amusing evening．'
Basil stared at him．'You went out to dinner？'he said slowly．'You went out to dinner when Sybil Vane was lying dead in some dirty theatre？'
'Stop，Basil！I won't listen to you！'Dorian jumped to his feet．'Sybil Vane is in the past… finished… forgotten．'
'You've changed，Dorian，'said Basil．'You have the same wonderful face， but where is the kind and gentle boy who sat for my portrait？ Have you no heart？'
'Yesterday my heart was full of sadness．I have cried for Sybil，yes，but I cannot cry today．I have changed， Basil．I'm a man now，with new feelings，new ideas． Don't be angry with me．I am what I am．There's nothing more to say．'
Basil watched him sadly．'Well， Dorian，'he said at last，'I won't speak of poor Sybil again．But will you come and sit for another portrait soon？'
'No．Never，'said Dorian quickly．'It's impossible．'
'But why？'asked Basil，very surprised．'And why have you covered the portrait？'He walked across the room towards the painting．
Dorian cried out in fear， and ran between Basil and the portrait．'No，Basil！You must not look at it．I don't want you to see it．'His face was white and angry．'If you try to look at it，I'll never speak to you again．'
The artist stared at him．'Why can't I look at my own work？'he asked．'I'm going to exhibit it in an art gallery in Paris soon．'
Dorian tried to hide his fear．'But you said…you told me that you would never exhibit the picture． Why have you changed your mind？'He came closer to Basil and looked into his face．'Tell me why，'he said．
Basil turned away． After a while he said slowly，'I see that you too have noticed something strange about the picture．Dorian， you changed my life as an artist from the moment when I met you．You became very important to me—I could not stop thinking about you．And when I painted this portrait，I felt that I'd put too much of myself into it． I could not let other people see it．'He was silent for a moment， then turned back to Dorian．'Perhaps you're right．I cannot exhibit this picture．But will you let me look at it again？'
'No，never！'
The artist smiled sadly．'Well，I've told you my secret now．Try to understand me，Dorian．You've been the one person in my life who has really influenced my art．'
As he left the room，Dorian Gray smiled to himself．What a dangerous moment that had been！ Poor Basil！Although he had told his own secret， he had not discovered Dorian's secret．But the picture…he must hide it away at once．No one must ever see it again．
He had the covered portrait carried upstairs to a small room at the top of the house． Then he locked the door and kept the key himself． He felt safe now， because only his eyes would see the terrible changes in that beautiful face．
When he returned to the room downstairs，he picked up a book that Lord Henry had lent him． He sat down and began to read．
It was the story of a Frenchman， who had spent his life searching for beauty and pleasure—pleasure of all kinds，both good and bad
“哈里，听着。昨晚我告诉她我不想再见到她。但我离开她后，我意识到我是多么的残忍。我决定回到她身边，娶她。现在她死了，我该怎么办？你不知道我面临的危险。”
“亲爱的多里安，”亨利勋爵说，“和西比尔·文结婚不适合你。不，不……这样的婚姻从来不会成功。男的很快变得不高兴和厌倦，当然他对妻子还好，我们总会友好对待一些我们不感兴趣的人。但这个女人很快发现丈夫已经厌倦了，于是她变得要么可怕地落后于时尚，要么戴着另一个女人的丈夫给买的昂贵的帽子。”
年轻人在房间里来回走动。“也许你说的是真的，”他不高兴地说，“但是哈里，我不认为我很残酷，你呢？”
亨利勋爵一笑，他讲了些多里安·格雷爱听的话，然后又讲了他爱过的女人的聪明逗人的故事。他说西比尔·文的死是一名女演员爱情故事的美丽结局。他继续说：“这个姑娘从未真正生活过，因此她也从没真正地死。不要为西比尔·文哭泣，和朱丽叶比，她更不真实。”
过了一会儿多里安·格雷抬起头。“你说服了我，哈里。”他缓慢地说，“你太了解我了！我们别再谈这事了，这是我的一个极好的教训，到此为止吧。”
亨利勋爵走后，多里安又掀开了画像。他想他必须选择过正人君子的生活还是过不道德的生活。但他意识到他实际上已经做出了选择。他将永远年轻，享受生活给予的每一份疯狂的快乐。画像中的脸将变老、变丑、变凶，但是他将永远漂亮。他又盖上画像，露出了笑容。
一小时后他来到了亨利勋爵家，亨利勋爵在他旁边微笑着。
■ 10
While Dorian was having breakfast the next morning，Basil Hallward came to see him．
'At last I've found you，Dorian，'he said seriously．'I came last night， but they told me that you'd gone out to dinner with friends．I knew that wasn't true，of course．I wanted to tell you how sorry I was about Sybil Vane．Poor girl！'
'My dear Basil，'said Dorian．He looked bored．'I was at Lord Henry's house last night．It was a very amusing evening．'
Basil stared at him．'You went out to dinner？'he said slowly．'You went out to dinner when Sybil Vane was lying dead in some dirty theatre？'
'Stop，Basil！I won't listen to you！'Dorian jumped to his feet．'Sybil Vane is in the past… finished… forgotten．'
'You've changed，Dorian，'said Basil．'You have the same wonderful face， but where is the kind and gentle boy who sat for my portrait？ Have you no heart？'
'Yesterday my heart was full of sadness．I have cried for Sybil，yes，but I cannot cry today．I have changed， Basil．I'm a man now，with new feelings，new ideas． Don't be angry with me．I am what I am．There's nothing more to say．'
Basil watched him sadly．'Well， Dorian，'he said at last，'I won't speak of poor Sybil again．But will you come and sit for another portrait soon？'
'No．Never，'said Dorian quickly．'It's impossible．'
'But why？'asked Basil，very surprised．'And why have you covered the portrait？'He walked across the room towards the painting．
Dorian cried out in fear， and ran between Basil and the portrait．'No，Basil！You must not look at it．I don't want you to see it．'His face was white and angry．'If you try to look at it，I'll never speak to you again．'
The artist stared at him．'Why can't I look at my own work？'he asked．'I'm going to exhibit it in an art gallery in Paris soon．'
Dorian tried to hide his fear．'But you said…you told me that you would never exhibit the picture． Why have you changed your mind？'He came closer to Basil and looked into his face．'Tell me why，'he said．
Basil turned away． After a while he said slowly，'I see that you too have noticed something strange about the picture．Dorian， you changed my life as an artist from the moment when I met you．You became very important to me—I could not stop thinking about you．And when I painted this portrait，I felt that I'd put too much of myself into it． I could not let other people see it．'He was silent for a moment， then turned back to Dorian．'Perhaps you're right．I cannot exhibit this picture．But will you let me look at it again？'
'No，never！'
The artist smiled sadly．'Well，I've told you my secret now．Try to understand me，Dorian．You've been the one person in my life who has really influenced my art．'
As he left the room，Dorian Gray smiled to himself．What a dangerous moment that had been！ Poor Basil！Although he had told his own secret， he had not discovered Dorian's secret．But the picture…he must hide it away at once．No one must ever see it again．
He had the covered portrait carried upstairs to a small room at the top of the house． Then he locked the door and kept the key himself． He felt safe now， because only his eyes would see the terrible changes in that beautiful face．
When he returned to the room downstairs，he picked up a book that Lord Henry had lent him． He sat down and began to read．
It was the story of a Frenchman， who had spent his life searching for beauty and pleasure—pleasure of all kinds，both good and bad