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The brain had its own food on which it battened, and the imagination, made grotesque by terror, twisted and distorted as a living thing by pain, danced like some foul puppet on a stand and grinned through moving masks. Then, suddenly, time stopped for him. Yes: that blind, slow-breathing thing crawled no more, and horrible thoughts, time being dead, raced nimbly on in front, and dragged a hideous future from its grave, and showed it to him. He stared at it. Its very horror made him stone. At last the door opened and his servant entered. He turned glazed eyes upon him. âMr. Campbell, sir,â said the man. A sigh of relief broke from his parched lips, and the colour came back to his cheeks. âAsk him to come in at once, Francis.â He felt that he was himself again. His mood of cowardice had passed away. The man bowed and retired. In a few moments, Alan Campbell walked in, looking very stern and rather pale, his pallor being intensified by his coal-black hair and dark eyebrows. âAlan! This is kind of you. I thank you for coming.â âI had intended never to enter your house again, Gray. But you said it was a matter of life and death.â His voice was hard and cold. He spoke with slow deliberation. There was a look of contempt in the steady searching gaze that he turned on Dorian. He kept his hands in the pockets of his Astrakhan coat, and seemed not to have noticed the gesture with which he had been greeted. âYes: it is a matter of life and death, Alan, and to more than one person. Sit down.â Campbell took a chair by the table, and Dorian sat opposite to him. The two menâs eyes met. In Dorianâs there was infinite pity. He knew that what he was going to do was dreadful. After a strained moment of silence, he leaned across and said, very quietly, but watching the effect of each word upon the face of him he had sent for, âAlan, in a locked room at the top of this house, a room to which nobody but myself has access, a dead man is seated at a table. He has been dead ten hours now. Donât stir, and donât look at me like that. Who the man is, why he died, how he died, are matters that do not concern you. What you have to do is thisââ âStop, Gray. I donât want to know anything further. Whether what you have told me is true or not true doesnât concern me. I entirely decline to be mixed up in your life. Keep your horrible secrets to yourself. They donât interest me any more.â âAlan, they will have to interest you. This one will have to interest you. I am awfully sorry for you, Alan. But I canât help myself. You are the one man who is able to save me. I am forced to bring you into the matter. I have no option. Alan, you are scientific. You know about chemistry and things of that kind. You have made experiments. What you have got to do is to destroy the thing that is upstairsâto destroy it so that not a vestige of it will be left. Nobody saw this person come into the house. Indeed, at the present moment he is supposed to be in Paris. He will not be missed for months. When he is missed, there must be no trace of him found here. You, Alan, you must change him, and everything that belongs to him, into a handful of ashes that I may scatter in the air.â âYou are mad, Dorian.â âAh! I was waiting for you to call me Dorian.â âYou are mad, I tell youâmad to imagine that I would raise a finger to help you, mad to make this monstrous confession. I will have nothing to do with this matter, whatever it is. Do you think I am going to peril my reputation for you? What is it to me what devilâs work you are up to?â âIt was suicide, Alan.â âI am glad of that. But who drove him to it? You, I should fancy.â âDo you still refuse to do this for me?â âOf course I refuse. I will have absolutely nothing to do with it. I donât care what shame comes on you. You deserve it all. I should not be sorry to see you disgraced, publicly disgraced. How dare you ask me, of all men in the world, to mix myself up in this horror? I should have thought you knew more about peopleâs characters. Your friend Lord Henry Wotton canât have taught you much about psychology, whatever else he has taught you. Nothing will induce me to stir a step to help you. You have come to the wrong man. Go to some of your friends. Donât come to me.â âAlan, it was murder. I killed him. You donât know what he had made me suffer. Whatever my life is, he had more to do with the making or the marring of it than poor Harry has had. He may not have intended it, the result was the same.â âMurder! Good God, Dorian, is that what you have come to? I shall not inform upon you. It is not my business. Besides, without my stirring in the matter, you are certain to be arrested. Nobody ever commits a crime without doing something stupid. But I will have nothing to do with it.â âYou must have something to do with it. Wait, wait a moment; listen to me. Only listen, Alan. All I ask of you is to perform a certain scientific experiment. You go to hospitals and dead-houses, and the horrors that you do there donât affect you. If in some hideous dissecting-room or fetid laboratory you found this man lying on a leaden table with red gutters scooped out in it for the blood to flow through, you would simply look upon him as an admirable subject. You would not turn a hair. You would not believe that you were doing anything wrong. On the contrary, you would probably feel that you were benefiting the human race, or increasing the sum of knowledge in the world, or gratifying intellectual curiosity, or something of that kind. What I want you to do is merely what you have often done before. Indeed, to destroy a body must be far less horrible than what you are accustomed to work at. And, remember, it is the only piece of evidence against me. If it is discovered, I am lost; and it is sure to be discovered unless you help me.â âI have no desire to help you. You forget that. I am simply indifferent to the whole thing. It has nothing to do with me.â âAlan, I entreat you. Think of the position I am in. Just before you came I almost fainted with terror. You may know terror yourself some day. No! donât think of that. Look at the matter purely from the scientific point of view. You donât inquire where the dead things on which you experiment come from. Donât inquire now. I have told you too much as it is. But I beg of you to do this. We were friends once, Alan.â âDonât speak about those days, Dorianâthey are dead.â This Federal Document Sends Shivers up My Spine [Play Video]( To see my new video about the shocking truth it reveals plus three protective steps to take urgently, [click here](. I write you today with an urgent warning. See the document Iâm holding in my hand? Itâs the Federal Reserve Systemâs Docket No. OP â 1670. [FRS]( Hereâs the top of page 1 â This was never meant for the general public. But itâs all there in black and white ⦠A frightening plan that gives the Fed the power to track and even control your checking account, including ALL your financial transactions. A pilot test program is already underway. And itâs slated to launch at Americaâs largest banks as soon as May of this year! So, time to prepare is very short. Fortunately, there are a few key steps you can take to defend yourself. [Click here to discover how to protect your money](. Good luck and God bless! How exquisite they were! As one read them, one seemed to be floating down the green water-ways of the pink and pearl city, seated in a black gondola with silver prow and trailing curtains. The mere lines looked to him like those straight lines of turquoise-blue that follow one as one pushes out to the Lido. The sudden flashes of colour reminded him of the gleam of the opal-and-iris-throated birds that flutter round the tall honeycombed Campanile, or stalk, with such stately grace, through the dim, dust-stained arcades. Leaning back with half-closed eyes, he kept saying over and over to himself: âDevant une façade rose, Sur le marbre dâun escalier.â The whole of Venice was in those two lines. He remembered the autumn that he had passed there, and a wonderful love that had stirred him to mad delightful follies. There was romance in every place. But Venice, like Oxford, had kept the background for romance, and, to the true romantic, background was everything, or almost everything. Basil had been with him part of the time, and had gone wild over Tintoret. Poor Basil! What a horrible way for a man to die! He sighed, and took up the volume again, and tried to forget. He read of the swallows that fly in and out of the little café at Smyrna where the Hadjis sit counting their amber beads and the turbaned merchants smoke their long tasselled pipes and talk gravely to each other; he read of the Obelisk in the Place de la Concorde that weeps tears of granite in its lonely sunless exile and longs to be back by the hot, lotus-covered Nile, where there are Sphinxes, and rose-red ibises, and white vultures with gilded claws, and crocodiles with small beryl eyes that crawl over the green steaming mud; he began to brood over those verses which, drawing music from kiss-stained marble, tell of that curious statue that Gautier compares to a contralto voice, the âmonstre charmantâ that couches in the porphyry-room of the Louvre. But after a time the book fell from his hand. He grew nervous, and a horrible fit of terror came over him. What if Alan Campbell should be out of England? Days would elapse before he could come back. Perhaps he might refuse to come. What could he do then? Every moment was of vital importance. [Martin D. Weiss] Martin D. Weiss, PhD
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