What about the young Duke of Perth?
What sort of life has he got now?
What gentleman would associate with him ?" "Stop, Basil.

You are talking about things of which you know nothing," said Dorian Gray, biting his lip, and with a note of infinite contempt in his voice.

"You ask me why Berwick leaves a room when I enter it.
It is because I know everything about his life, not because he knows anything about mine.

With such blood as he has in his veins, how could his record be clean?
You ask me about Henry Ashton and young Perth.
Did I teach the one his vices, and the other his debauchery?
If Kent's silly son takes his wife from the streets, what is that to me?
If Adrian Singleton writes his friend's name across a bill, am I his keeper?
I know how people chatter in England.

The middle classes air their moral prejudices over their gross dinner-tables, and whisper about what they call the profligacies of their betters in order to try and pretend that they are in smart society and on intimate terms with the people they slander.