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north wind began again to blow.

The rain still beat against the

windows.

When it was enough light the

next morning, Johnsy again
commanded that she be allowed

to see.

The leaf was still there. Johnsy

lay for a long time looking at it.

And then she called Sue, who

was cooking something for her
to eat.

“I’ve been a bad girl, Sue,” said
Johnsy. “Something has made

that last leaf stay there to show

me how bad I was. It is wrong

to want to die.

I’ll try to eat now. But first bring me a looking-glass, so that I can see myself. And then

I’ll sit up and watch you cook.”

An hour later she said, “Sue, some day I hope to paint the Bay of Naples.” The doctor

came in the afternoon. Sue followed him into the hall outside Johnsy’s room to talk to
him.

“The chances are good,” said the doctor. He took Sue’s thin, shaking hand in his hand.
“Give her good care, and she’ll get well. And now I must see another sick person in this

house. His name is Behrman. A painter, I believe. Pneumonia,

too. Mike is an old, weak man, and he is very ill.
What you Think?ou Think?
There is no hope for him. But we take him to the hospital What y
What strange ideas
today. We’ll make it as easy for him as we can.” are being mentioned
here by Behrman ?
The next day the doctor said to Sue: “She’s safe. You have

done it. Food and care now—that’s all.”

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