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"Joh;saidSue，bendi;willyoupromisemetokeepyoureyesdnotlookoutthewindowuntilIamd?Imusthandthsinbytomorrow.I，orIwoulddrawtheshadedown."
"'tyoudrawiherroom?"askedJohnsy，coldly.
"I'dratherbeherebyyou，"saidSue."Beside，Idon'twantyoutokeeplookingatthosesillyivyleaves."
"Tellmeassoonasyouhavefi;saidJohnsy，ghereyes，andlyiillasfalle;becauseIwaonefall.I'mtiredofwaiting.I'mtiredofthinking.Iwanttoturnloosemyhold，andgosailingdown，down，justlikeohosepoor，tiredleaves."
"Trytosleep，"saidSue."ImustcallBehrmanuptobemymodelfortheoldhermitminer.I'llnotbegoe.Don'ttrytomoveuntilIeback."
OldBehrmanainterwholivedonthegroundfloorbeheHeastsixtyandhadaMigelo'sMdownfromtheheadthebodyofanimp.Behrmanwasafailureinart.FortyyearshehadwieldedthebrushwithoutgettiotouchthehemofhisMistress'srobe.Hehadbeenalaintamasterpiece，buthadbegunit.Forseveralyearshehadpaihinowandthenadaubinthelineoferce.Heearlebyservingasamodeltothoseyoungartistsintheywhootpaythepriceofaprofessional.Hedrankgintoexdstilltalkedofhisasterpiece.Fortheresthewasafiercelittleoldman，whoscoffedterriblyatsoftnessinanyone，andwhardedhimselfasespecialmastiff-in-waitingtoprotectthetwoyoungartistsiudioabove.
SuefoundBehrmaronglyofjuniperberriesinhisdimlylighteddenbelow.InoneerwasablankahadbeenwaitiweoreceivethefirstlierpieofJohnsy'sfandhowshefearedshewould，iandfragileasaleafherself，floataway，wheholdupre>
OldBehrman，withhisredeyesplainlystreaming，shoutedhisptandderisionforsuaginings.
"Vass!"hecried."Aretherepeopleintheworldwiththefoolishodiebecauseleavesdropoffadedvine?Ihadnotheardofsug.No，Iwillnotboseasamodelforyourfoolhermit-dunderhead.Whydoyouallowsuchsillybusioeinthebrainofher?Ach，poorlittleMissJohnsy."
"Sheisveryilla;saidSue，"andthefeverhaslefthermindmorbidandfullefancies.Verywell，Mr.Behrman，ifyoudooposeforme，you.ButIthinkyouareahorridold—oldflibbertigibbet."
"Youarejustlikeawoman!"yelledBehrman."WhosaidIwillnotpose?Goohyou.ForhalfanhourIhadbeentryingtosaythatIamreadywithtopose.Gott!ThisisnotanyplawhiesogoodasMissJohnsyshallliesiedayIwillpainamasterpiedweshallallgoaway.Gott!Yes."
Johnsyiheywentupstairs.Suepulledtheshadedowntothewindow-sill，andmotiootheotherrooIheypeeredoutthewindowfearfullyattheivyviheylookedateachotherforamomentwithoutspeaki，wasfallihsnow.Behrman，inhisoldblueshirt，tookhisseatasthehermitmineronaleforarock.
WhenSueawokefromanhour'ssleepthemshefoundJohnsywithdull，wide-opearingatthedrawngreenshade.
"Pullitup;Iwa;sheordered，inawhisper.
WearilySueobeyed.
But，look!Afterthebeatingraisofwindthathadehroughthelivelongoodoutagainstthebrieivyleaf.Itwasthelastoilldarkgreeem，butwithitsserratededgestiheyellowofdissolutiohungbravelyfromabrayfeetabovetheground.
"Itisthelasto;saidJohnsy."Ithoughtitwouldsurelyfallduri.Iheardthewind.Itwillfalltoday，andIshalldieatthesametime."
"Dear，dear!"saidSue，leaningherworothepillow，"thinkofme，ifyouwon'tthinkofyourself.WhatwouldIdo?"
ButJohnsydidhelohinginalltheworldisasoulwhenitismakiogoonitsmysterious，farjourhefaopossesshermlyasoiesthatbouofriendshipahwereloosed.
Thedayworeaway，ahroughthetwilighttheycouldseetheloneivyleafgtoitsstemagainstthewall.Aheihenorthwindwasagainloosed，whiletheraiagainsttheattereddowcheaves.
&waslightenoughJohnsy，themeraheshadeberaised.
Theivyleafwasstillthere.
Johnsylayftimelookingatit.AndtheoSue，whherbrasstove.
"I'vebeenabadgirl，Sudie，"saidJohnsy."Somethinghasmadethatlastleafstaytheretoshoas.Itisasintowanttodie.Ymealittlebrothnow，ahalittleportinit，and—nmeahand-mirrorfirst，andthenpaepillowsaboutme，andIwillsitupandwatchyoucook."
Andhourlatershesaid，"Sudie，somedayIhopetopainttheBayof;
&ortheafternoon，andSuehadaogointothehallwayasheleft.
"Eve;saidthedSue'sthin，shakinghandinhis."Withgyou'llwin.AndnowImustseeanothercaseIhavedownstairs.Behrman，hisnameis—somekindofanartist，Ibelieve.Poo.Heisanold，weakmaackisacute.Thereisnohopeforhim;buthegoestothehospitaltodaytobemademorefortable."
&daythedoctorsaidtoSue，"She'soutofdanger.You'vewon.Nutritio'sall."
AndthatafterothebedwhereJohnsylay，tedlyknittingaveryblueandveryuselesswoollenshouldersdputonearmaroundher，pillo>
"Ihavesomethingtotellyou，whitemouse，"shesaid."Mr.Behrmandiedofpodayial.Hewasillonlytwodays.Thejanitorfoundhimofthefirstdayinhisroomdolesswithpain.Hisshoesandgwerewetthroughandicycold.Theyaginewherehehadbeenonsuchadreadfulnight.Aheyfouilllighted，ahadbeesplaescatteredbrushes，ahgreenandyellowixedonit，and—lookoutthewihelastivyleafonthewall.Didn'tyouwoeredormoved?Ah，darling，it'sBehrman'smasterpietedittherethenightthatthelastleaffell."
华盛顿广场西面的一个小区里，街道错综复杂，形成了崎岖狭长的小胡同，被称为“巷子”
。
这些“巷子”
角度怪异，线条奇特，街道甚至会同自己本身交叉一两次。
一位艺术家曾经发现了这条大街的可贵之处：如果有人来收颜料、纸张和画布的账款，就会在这条大街上七转八拐，最后突然发现自己又绕回到了原处，但依旧两手空空，未收回一文钱！
所以，搞艺术的人很快就都聚集到了这个古老而离奇的格林尼治村。
他们四处搜寻朝北的窗子、18世纪的山墙、荷兰式的阁楼和低廉的房租。
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