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a cold rain began to fall, and the blurred street-lamps looked ghastly in the dripping mist. the public-houses were just closing, and dim men and women were clustering in broken groups round their doors. from some of the bars came the sound of horrible laughter. in others, drunkards brawled and screamed.
sur le marbre dun escalier.
for that which thou hast heard me speak to-night--
as he closed the door behind him, dorian gray touched the bell, and in a few minutes victor appeared with the lamps and drew the blinds down. he waited impatiently for him to go. the man seemed to take an interminable time over everything.
"would you have me take the verdict of europe on it?" he inquired.
"dont you like it?" cried hallward at last, stung a little by the lads silence, not understanding what it meant.