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1、The Last LeafSue JohnsyDoctorOld BehrmanScene Aside:In a little district west of Washington Square the streets have run crazy and broken themselves into small strips called places. These places make strange angles and curves. One day,an artist once discovered a valuable possibility in this street. S
2、o, to quaint old Greenwich Village the art people soon came prowling.( Sue and Johnsy meet at the restaurant of an Eighth Street.)S: Hey,I find our tastes in art, food and clothes so congenial.Maybe we can have a joint studio.J: Oh,thats great.Wed better look for a studio with north windows, Dutch a
3、ttics and low rents. S: It couldnt be better.Then we can import some pewter mugs and a chafing dish or two from Sixth Avenue.J: It sounds exciting.Lets take action right away.Scene Aside:That was in May. In November a cold, unseen stranger, whom the doctors called Pneumonia, stalked about the colony
4、(聚居地), touching one here and there with his icy fingers. Johnsy unluckily suffered from Mr.Pneumonia.she lay, scarcely moving, on her painted iron bedstead, looking through the small Dutch window-panes at the blank side of the next brick house. One morning the busy doctor invited Sue into the hallwa
5、y. D: Let us say, She only has one chance in ten.And that chance is for her to want to live. But Your little lady has made up her mind that shes not going to get well. Has she had anything on her mind? S: She . she wanted to paint the Bay of Naples some day. D: Paint? - bosh! Has she anything on her
6、 mind worth thinking twice - a man for instance? S: A man?Is a man worth . but, no, doctor; there is nothing of the kind. D: She is so weak.I will do my best.But whenever my patient begins to count the carriages in her funeral procession I subtract 50 per cent from the curative power of medicines. I
7、f you will get her to ask one question about the new winter styles in clothes, I will promise you a one-in-five chance for her.Scene Aside: After the doctor went ,Sue went into the workroom and cried.Then she entered into Johnsys room with her drawing board, whistling a tune. Johnsy lay with her fac
8、e toward the window. Sue heard a low sound, several times repeated. She went quickly to the bedside. ( Johnsys eyes were open wide. She was looking out the window and counting backward. ) J: Twelve.eleven.ten,ten.nine.eight,seven.(almost toghther) (Sue look solicitously out of the window.) S: What i
9、s it,dear? J: Six.Theyre falling faster now. Three days ago there were almost a hundred. It made my head ache to count them. But now its easy. There goes another one. There are only five left now. S:Five what, dear? Tell me. J: Leaves. On the ivy vine. When the last one falls I must go, too. Ive kno
10、wn that for three days. Didnt the doctor tell you? S:Oh, I never heard of such nonsense.What old ivy leaves to do with your getting well? And you used to love that vine. So, dont be a goosey. The doctor told me this morning that your chances for getting well were vey big.Now Try to take some broth,a
11、nd let me go back to my drawing, (Johnsy kept her eyes fixed out the window.) J:There goes another. No, I dont want any broth. That leaves just four. I want to see the last one fall before it gets dark. Then Ill go, too. S:Dear,will you promise me to keep your eyes closed, and not look out the windo
12、w until I am done working? I must hand those drawings tomorrow. I need the light, or I would draw the shade down. J:Couldnt you draw in the other room? S: Id rather be here by you. J:Tell me as soon as you have finished,because I want to see the last one fall. Im tired of waiting. Im tired of thinki
13、ng. I want to go sailing down, down, just like one of those poor, tired leaves.(close eyes) S:Try to sleep.I must call Behrman up to be my model.Ill not be gone a minute. Scene Abside:Old Behrman was a painter who lived on the ground floor beneath them. He was past sixty and a failure in art. He ear
14、ned a little by serving as a model to those young artists in the colony who could not pay the price of a professional. He was a little fierce old man and drank excessively.Sue told him of Johnsys fancy.B:What?Is a kind of people in the world foolish to die because leafs drop off from a vine? I had not heard of such a thing. Why do you allow silly thougts to come into her brain? Oh, poor Miss Johnsy.S:She is very ill and weak,and the fever has left her mind full of strange fancies.Very well, M
