If she doesn't want to live, medicines will not help her
When the last leaf falls, I will die
Oh, that's nonsense
How can she be so foolish?
She is running a high temperature
Sue and Johnsy, two young artists, shared a small flat. The flat was on the third storey of an old house. Johnsy fell very seriously ill in November. She had pneumonia. She would lie in her bed without moving, just gazing out of the window. Sue, her friend, became very worried. She sent for the doctor. Although, he came every day, there was no change in Johnsy's condition.
I thought it would have fallen.......
Look, there is still one leaf on the creeper
Suddenly, Sue heard Johnsy whisper something. She quickly rushed to the bed and heard Johnsy counting backwards. She was looking out of the window and was saying.........
What??
Behrman lived on the ground floor. He was a sixty-year-old painter. His lifelong dream was to paint a masterpiece ut that remained a dream. Sue poured out her worries to Behrman. She told him how Johnsy was convinced that she would die when the last leaf fell.
Now, I have realised that it is a sin to want to die.
Mr. Behrman died of pneumonia this morning. He was ill only for two days.
Johnsy woke up the next morning. In a feeble voice she asked Sue to draw the curtains. She was nervous. She drew back the curtains reluctantly.
In the afternoon, the doctor came. After examining his patient, he told Sue........
Johnsy will recover soon. But, Behrman is suffering from Pneumonia.
The next morning, Sue came and told Johnsy that........