Chapter XXV

           

           Presentlywelefthim.Dirkwasgoinghometodinner,andIproposedtofindadoctorandbringhimtoseeStrickland;butwhenwegotdownintothestreet,freshafterthestuffyattic,theDutchmanbeggedmetogoimmediatelytohisstudio.Hehadsomethinginmindwhichhewouldnottellme,butheinsistedthatitwasverynecessaryformetoaccompanyhim.SinceIdidnotthinkadoctorcouldatthemomentdoanymorethanwehaddone,Iconsented.WefoundBlancheStroevelayingthetablefordinner.Dirkwentuptoher,andtookbothherhands.

           "Dearone,Iwantyoutodosomethingforme,"hesaid.

           Shelookedathimwiththegravecheerfulnesswhichwasoneofhercharms.Hisredfacewasshiningwithsweat,andhehadalookofcomicagitation,buttherewasinhisround,surprisedeyesaneagerlight.

           "Stricklandisveryill.Hemaybedying.Heisaloneinafilthyattic,andthereisnotasoultolookafterhim.Iwantyoutoletmebringhimhere."

           Shewithdrewherhandsquickly,Ihadneverseenhermakesorapidamovement;andhercheeksflushed.

           "Ohno."

           "Oh,mydearone,don’trefuse.Icouldn’tbeartoleavehimwhereheis.Ishouldn’tsleepawinkforthinkingofhim."

           "Ihavenoobjectiontoyournursinghim."

           Hervoicewascoldanddistant.

           "Buthe’lldie."

           "Lethim."

           Stroevegavealittlegasp.Hewipedhisface.Heturnedtomeforsupport,butIdidnotknowwhattosay.

           "He’sagreatartist."

           "WhatdoIcare?Ihatehim."

           "Oh,mylove,myprecious,youdon’tmeanthat.Ibeseechyoutoletmebringhimhere.Wecanmakehimcomfortable.Perhapswecansavehim.

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