did anyone see you with sibyl? continued harry.We do not your name in the newspaper stories too. No nobody saw me, replied Dorian quietly. Good, said Harry Now, you must come out with me night. There is a wonderful singer at the opera tonight. So, whispered Dorian to himself.I have killed silyl Vane.Did not cut her throat with a knife, but I killed her. Then Dorian remembered his portrait. He remembered the cruel face. I was going be good and kind, he shouted.I was going to marry Sibyl. Now I can never be good. Harry took a cigarerte out of a gold case. It was not a good idea to decide to marry sibyl, he replied.You know it was not a good idea, do not you, Dorian? Marriage is boring. Marriage does not make you a good person.Perhaps you are right, said Dorian want to cry. sbyl's death has been an interesting experience. i have learnt about myself. Now we do interesting experience. now we do not need to talk about it again. I will meet you at the opera tonight. Harry left the library and dorian went straight to the portrait.He quickly pulled away the cloth. The face was cruel and unkind. He knew the face had changed because of sibyl's death. dorian thought about what had happened. And now he made a decision.Dorian decided to enjoy his life.He decided to do everything he wanted to do. He decided not to care about other people. And Dorian knew what would happen. The picture would become old and wrinbied and ugly. He would always look young and beautiful. Dorian smiled and covered the picture with the cloth again. An hour later, Dorian was at the opera with Harry.