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He turned round . “ What I have to say is this , ” he cried . “ You must give me some answer to these horrible charges that are made against you . If you tell me that they are absolutely untrue from beginning to end , I shall believe you . Deny them , Dorian , deny them ! Can’t you see what I am going through ? My God ! don’t tell me that you are bad , and corrupt , and shameful . ” Dorian Gray smiled . There was a curl of contempt in his lips . “ Come upstairs , Basil , ” he said quietly . “ I keep a diary of my life from day to day , and it never leaves the room in which it is written . I shall show it to you if you come with me . ” “ I shall come with you , Dorian , if you wish it . I see I have missed my train . That makes no matter . I can go to - morrow . But don’t ask me to read anything to - night . All I want is a plain answer to my question . ” “ That shall be given to you upstairs . I could not give it here . You will not have to read long . ” CHAPTER XIII . He passed out of the room and began the ascent , Basil Hallward following close behind . They walked softly , as men do instinctively at night . The lamp cast fantastic shadows on the wall and staircase . A rising wind made some of the windows rattle . When they reached the top landing , Dorian set the lamp down on the floor , and taking out the key , turned it in the lock . “ You insist on knowing , Basil ? ” he asked in a low voice . “ Yes . ” “ I am delighted , ” he answered , smiling . Then he added , somewhat harshly , “ You are the one man in the world who is entitled to know everything about me . You have had more to do with my life than you think ” ; and , taking up the lamp , he opened the door and went in . A cold current of air passed them , and the light shot up for a moment in a flame of murky orange . He shuddered . “ Shut the door behind you , ” he whispered , as he placed the lamp on the table . Hallward glanced round him with a puzzled expression . The room looked as if it had not been lived in for years . A faded Flemish tapestry , a curtained picture , an old Italian cassone , and an almost empty book - case — that was all that it seemed to contain , besides a chair and a table . As Dorian Gray was lighting a half - burned candle that was standing on the mantelshelf , he saw that the whole place was covered with dust and that the carpet was in holes . A mouse ran scuffling behind the wainscoting . There was a damp odour of mildew . “ So you think that it is only God who sees the soul , Basil ? Draw that curtain back , and you will see mine . ” The voice that spoke was cold and cruel . “ You are mad , Dorian , or playing a part , ” muttered Hallward , frowning . “ You won’t ? Then I must do it myself , ” said the young man , and he tore the curtain from its rod and flung it on the ground .
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