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"
Now
,
be
reasonable
.
Let
me
make
you
comfortable
.
Haven
’
t
you
anyone
to
look
after
you
?
"
He
looked
round
the
squalid
attic
in
dismay
.
He
tried
to
arrange
the
bed
-
clothes
.
Strickland
,
breathing
laboriously
,
kept
an
angry
silence
.
He
gave
me
a
resentful
glance
.
I
stood
quite
quietly
,
looking
at
him
.
"
If
you
want
to
do
something
for
me
,
you
can
get
me
some
milk
,
"
he
said
at
last
"
I
haven
’
t
been
able
to
get
out
for
two
days
.
"
There
was
an
empty
bottle
by
the
side
of
the
bed
,
which
had
contained
milk
,
and
in
a
piece
of
newspaper
a
few
crumbs
.
"
What
have
you
been
having
?
"
I
asked
.
"
Nothing
.
"
"
For
how
long
?
"
cried
Stroeve
.
"
Do
you
mean
to
say
you
’
ve
had
nothing
to
eat
or
drink
for
two
days
?
It
’
s
horrible
.
"
"
I
’
ve
had
water
.
"
His
eyes
dwelt
for
a
moment
on
a
large
can
within
reach
of
an
outstretched
arm
.
"
I
’
ll
go
immediately
,
"
said
Stroeve
.
"
Is
there
anything
you
fancy
?
"
