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"
I
will
go
and
tell
him
.
"
She
went
to
the
house
,
ascended
the
few
steps
that
led
to
the
verandah
,
and
entered
.
Dr
.
Coutras
followed
her
,
but
waited
outside
in
obedience
to
her
gesture
.
As
she
opened
the
door
he
smelt
the
sickly
sweet
smell
which
makes
the
neighbourhood
of
the
leper
nauseous
.
He
heard
her
speak
,
and
then
he
heard
Strickland
’
s
answer
,
but
he
did
not
recognise
the
voice
.
It
had
become
hoarse
and
indistinct
.
Dr
.
Coutras
raised
his
eyebrows
.
He
judged
that
the
disease
had
already
attacked
the
vocal
chords
.
Then
Ata
came
out
again
.
"
He
will
not
see
you
.
You
must
go
away
.
"
Dr
.
Coutras
insisted
,
but
she
would
not
let
him
pass
.
Dr
Coutras
shrugged
his
shoulders
,
and
after
a
moment
’
s
rejection
turned
away
.
She
walked
with
him
.
He
felt
that
she
too
wanted
to
be
rid
of
him
.
"
Is
there
nothing
I
can
do
at
all
?
"
he
asked
.
"
You
can
send
him
some
paints
,
"
she
said
.
"
There
is
nothing
else
he
wants
.
"
"
Can
he
paint
still
?
"
"
He
is
painting
the
walls
of
the
house
.
"
"
This
is
a
terrible
life
for
you
,
my
poor
child
.
"
