The Picture of Dorian Gray

CHAPTER I — The studio was filled with the rich odour of roses, and when the light

CHAPTER II — As they entered they saw Dorian Gray. He was seated at the piano, with

CHAPTER III — At half-past twelve next day Lord Henry Wotton strolled from Curzon

CHAPTER IV — One afternoon, a month later, Dorian Gray was reclining in a luxurious

CHAPTER V — “Mother, Mother, I am so happy!” whispered the girl, burying her face

CHAPTER VI — “I suppose you have heard the news, Basil?” said Lord Henry that

CHAPTER VII — For some reason or other, the house was crowded that night, and the fat

CHAPTER VIII — It was long past noon when he awoke. His valet had crept several times

CHAPTER IX — As he was sitting at breakfast next morning, Basil Hallward was shown

CHAPTER X — When his servant entered, he looked at him steadfastly and wondered if

CHAPTER XI — For years, Dorian Gray could not free himself from the influence of

CHAPTER XII — It was on the ninth of November, the eve of his own thirty-eighth

CHAPTER XIII — He passed out of the room and began the ascent, Basil Hallward

CHAPTER XIV — At nine o’clock the next morning his servant came in with a cup of

CHAPTER XV — That evening, at eight-thirty, exquisitely dressed and wearing a large

CHAPTER XVI — A cold rain began to fall, and the blurred street-lamps looked ghastly

CHAPTER XVII — A week later Dorian Gray was sitting in the conservatory at Selby

CHAPTER XVIII — The next day he did not leave the house, and, indeed, spent most of the

CHAPTER XIX — “There is no use your telling me that you are going to be good,” cried

CHAPTER XX — It was a lovely night, so warm that he threw his coat over his arm and