I can't get on without you." "I can never sit to you again, Basil.

It is impossible!" he exclaimed, starting back.
The painter stared at him.

"My dear boy, what nonsense!" he cried.
"Do you mean to say you don't like what I did of you?
Where is it?
Why have you pulled the screen in front of it?
Let me look at it.

It is the best thing I have ever done.

Do take the screen away, Dorian.
It is simply disgraceful of your servant hiding my work like that.