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"yes; it was at dear lohengrin. i like wagners music better than anybodys. it is so loud that one can talk the whole time without other people hearing what one says. that is a great advantage, dont you think so, mr. gray?"
dorian gray threw his hat and coat upon the table and passed into the library. for a quarter of an hour he walked up and down the room, biting his lip and thinking. then he took down the blue book from one of the shelves and began to turn over the leaves. "alan campbell, 152, hertford street, mayfair." yes; that was the man he wanted.
"give me a clue."