[Dorian shakes his head.] It's good of you to say so, but I know beauty—I mean, I know it now, I've seen my own—you're even more beautiful than I am, and your voice makes Harry's—that's my friend—sound like a violinist missing a note.

[He knows he is being over effusive, and he draws back into himself just as suddenly as it all came pouring out.] I'm sorry, I just—I don't know what came over me. I apologize for my outburst. Of course, I won't force them on you. I'm so very sorry for all of that.