I don't want any soup. I am not hungry. Now there are only four leaves left. I want to see the last one fall before it gets dark. Then I will sleep forever
Sue went and brought her a bowl of soup
You are not going to die. I can't draw the curtain for I need the light. I want to finish the painting and get some money for us. Please, my dear friend. Promise not to look out of the window
All right. Finish your painting soon for I want to see the last leaf fall. I am tired of waiting. I have to die, so let me go away peacefully like one of those poor, tired leaves.
Try to sleep. I have to paint an old miner. I will call Behrman up to be my model
Sue rushed down. Behrman lived on the ground floor. He was a sixty year old painter. His lifelong dream was to paint a masterpiece but that had remained a dream.
Is she stupid? How can she be so foolish?
I will come with you and see Johnsy
She is running a high temperature and refuses to eat or drink and that worries me a lot
Johnsy is convinced that she would die when the last leaf fell
They tiptoed into the room. Johnsy was sleeping. Sue drew the curtains together and they went to the next room.
Sue peeped out through the window. There was only one leaf on the creeper. It was raining heavily and an icy cold wind was blowing.