Портрет Дориана Грея
Chapter 13
Ashewasgoingdownstairsheheardthekeybeingturnedinthelock.
ItwaslongaftersevenwhenCampbellcamebackintothelibrary. Hewaspale,butabsolutelycalm. "Ihavedonewhatyouaskedmetodo,"hemuttered. "Andnow,good-bye. Letusneverseeeachotheragain."
"Youhavesavedmefromruin,Alan. Icannotforgetthat,"saidDorian,simply.
AssoonasCampbellhadleft,hewentupstairs. Therewasahorriblesmellofnitricacidintheroom. Butthethingthathadbeensittingatthetablewasgone.
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