1 He almost dreaded his valet leaving the room.
2 One he put in his pocket, the other he handed to the valet.
3 In about five minutes his valet appeared, half-dressed and looking very drowsy.
4 He was a hero to his valet, who bullied him, and a terror to most of his relations, whom he bullied in turn.
5 Then he rang the bell and gave it to his valet, with orders to return as soon as possible and to bring the things with him.
6 As he was putting it into the envelope, a knock came to the door, and his valet informed him that the head-keeper wished to see him.
7 His valet had crept several times on tiptoe into the room to see if he was stirring, and had wondered what made his young master sleep so late.
8 While Lord Henry sat dreaming on these things, a knock came to the door, and his valet entered and reminded him it was time to dress for dinner.
9 He drew the screen back into its former place in front of the picture, smiling as he did so, and passed into his bedroom, where his valet was already waiting for him.
10 He spent a long time also over breakfast, tasting the various dishes, talking to his valet about some new liveries that he was thinking of getting made for the servants at Selby, and going through his correspondence.
11 Then, after his valet had reminded him several times of the lateness of the hour, he got up, and going into the next room, placed the book on the little Florentine table that always stood at his bedside and began to dress for dinner.