The presence of Adrian Singleton troubled him.

He wanted to be where no one would know who he was.

He wanted to escape from himself.
"I am going on to the other place," he said after a pause.
"On the wharf ?" "Yes." "That mad-cat is sure to be there.

They won't have her in this place now." Dorian shrugged his shoulders.

"I am sick of women who love one.
Women who hate one are much more interesting.