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"Perhaps she is asleep," he repeated. He studied it closely. "No, she is not asleep. The shoulders show that she is not asleep. I have seen the shoulders of a woman who cried. The mother is crying. It is a very great sickness." PERHAPS SHE IS ASLEEP HE REPEATED HE STUDIED IT CLOSELY NO SHE IS NOT ASLEEP THE SHOULDERS SHOW THAT SHE IS NOT ASLEEP I HAVE SEEN THE SHOULDERS OF A WOMAN WHO CRIED THE MOTHER IS CRYING IT IS A VERY GREAT SICKNESS
was silenced for the moment, while his eyes wandered on to an adjoining decoration, a photographic reproduction of somebody's "Leda and the Swan." "That picture," he said, "has no beginning. It has no end. I do not understand pictures." "Look at that picture," I commanded, pointing to a third decoration. "It means something. Tell me what it means to you." He studied it for several minutes. "The little girl is sick," he said finally. "That is the doctor looking at her. They have been up all night--see, the oil is low in the lamp, the first morning light is coming in at the window. It is a great sickness; maybe she will die, that is why the doctor looks so hard. That is the mother. It is a great sickness, because the mother's head is on the table and she is crying." "How do you know she is crying?" I interrupted. "You cannot see her face. Perhaps she is asleep." Sitka Charley looked at me in swift surprise, then back at the picture. It was evident that he had not reasoned the impression.  IT IS LIFE I SAID LIFE HAS BEGINNING HE OBJECTED I WAS SILENCED FOR THE MOMENT WHILE HIS EYES WANDERED ON TO AN ADJOINING DECORATION A PHOTOGRAPHIC REPRODUCTION OF SOMEBODY'S LEDA AND THE SWAN THAT PICTURE HE SAID HAS NO BEGINNING IT HAS NO END I DO NOT UNDERSTAND PICTURES LOOK AT THAT PICTURE I COMMANDED POINTING TO A THIRD DECORATION IT MEANS SOMETHING TELL ME WHAT IT MEANS TO YOU HE STUDIED IT FOR SEVERAL MINUTES THE LITTLE GIRL IS SICK HE SAID FINALLY THAT IS THE DOCTOR LOOKING AT HER THEY HAVE BEEN UP ALL NIGHT SEE THE OIL IS LOW IN THE LAMP THE FIRST MORNING LIGHT IS COMING IN AT THE WINDOW IT IS A GREAT SICKNESS MAYBE SHE WILL DIE THAT IS WHY THE DOCTOR LOOKS SO HARD THAT IS THE MOTHER IT IS A GREAT SICKNESS BECAUSE THE MOTHER'S HEAD IS ON THE TABLE AND SHE IS CRYING HOW DO YOU KNOW SHE IS CRYING I INTERRUPTED YOU CANNOT SEE HER FACE PERHAPS SHE IS ASLEEP SITKA CHARLIE LOOKED AT ME IN SWIFT SURPRISE THEN BACK AT THE PICTURE IT WAS EVIDENT THAT HE HAD NOT REASONED THE IMPRESSION
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