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"what is?" asked lord henry. "oh! this accident, i suppose. my dear fellow, it cant be helped. it was the mans own fault. why did he get in front of the guns? besides, it is nothing to us. it is rather awkward for geoffrey, of course. it does not do to pepper beaters. it makes people think that one is a wild shot. and geoffrey is not; he shoots very straight. but there is no use talking about the matter."
a cry of terror broke from dorian grays lips, and he rushed between the painter and the screen. "basil," he said, looking very pale, "you must not look at it. i dont wish you to."
"who is she?"
"i am waiting, basil," said the young man in a hard clear voice.