Chapter 14

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌⁠At nine o’clock the next morning his servant came in with a cup of chocolate on a tray and opened the shutters. Dorian was sleeping quite peacefully, lying on his right side, with one hand underneath his cheek. He looked like a boy who had been tired out with play, or study.

The man had to touch him twice on the shoulder before he woke, and as he opened his eyes a faint smile passed across his lips