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"
That
’
s
better
,
"
I
laughed
.
We
began
to
play
.
We
were
both
absorbed
in
the
game
.
When
it
was
finished
I
said
to
him
:
"
Look
here
,
if
you
’
re
hard
up
,
let
me
see
your
pictures
.
If
there
’
s
anything
I
like
I
’
ll
buy
it
.
"
"
Go
to
hell
,
"
he
answered
.
He
got
up
and
was
about
to
go
away
.
I
stopped
him
.
"
You
haven
’
t
paid
for
your
absinthe
,
"
I
said
,
smiling
.
He
cursed
me
,
flung
down
the
money
and
left
.
I
did
not
see
him
for
several
days
after
that
,
but
one
evening
,
when
I
was
sitting
in
the
cafe
,
reading
a
paper
,
he
came
up
and
sat
beside
me
.
"
You
haven
’
t
hanged
yourself
after
all
,
"
I
remarked
.
"
No
.
I
’
ve
got
a
commission
.
I
’
m
painting
the
portrait
of
a
retired
plumber
for
two
hundred
francs
.
"
