Then he looked at Lord Henry. "Dorian Gray is my dearest friend" he said. "He has a simple 
and a beautiful nature. Your aunt was quite right in what she said of him. Don't spoil him for 
me. Don't try to influence him. Your influence would be bad. The world is wide and has many 
marvellous people in it. Don't take away from me the one person that makes life absolutely lovely 
to me and that gives to my art whatever wonder or charm it possesses. Mind Harry I trust you." 
He spoke very slowly and the words seemed wrung out of him almost against his will.