 
 <prompt> ```Old Behrman na painter wey dey live for ground floor of di apartment building. For years, e don dey plan to paint work of art, but e never start am. E dey make small money by dey model for artists wey no fit pay for professional model. E be fierce, small, old man wey dey protect di two young women wey dey stay for di studio apartment above am.

Sue find Behrman for im room. For one corner, na blank canvas wey don dey wait for twenty-five years for di first line of paint. Sue tell am about Johnsy and how she dey fear say her friend go float commot like leaf for di old ivy vine wey dey climb up di outside block wall.

Old Behrman vex for dat idea. "Abeg, people dey wey dey foolish die sake of say leaf dey fall from vine? Why you allow dat kind silly thing enta her head?"

"She dey very sick and weak," Sue talk, "and di sickness don leave her mind full of strange ideas."

"Dis no be place wey person wey good like Miss Johnsy suppose dey sick," Behrman shout. "One day I go paint masterpiece, and we go all commot."

Johnsy dey sleep when dem go upstairs. Sue pull down di shade to cover di window. She and Behrman go enter another room. Dem look out di window dey fear di ivy vine. Then dem look each other without talk. Cold rain dey fall, mixed with snow.

The next morning, Sue wake up after one hour sleep. She see Johnsy with wide-open eyes dey stare at di covered window. "Pull up di shade; I wan see," she order, quietly. Sue obey.

After di rain wey beat and di fierce wind wey blow through di night, one ivy leaf still dey stand against di wall. Na di last one for di vine. E still dey dark green for di center. But di edges don yellow. E dey hang bravely from di branch about seven meters above ground.

"Na di last one," Johnsy talk. "I think say e go surely fall during di night. I hear di wind. E go fall today and I go die same time."

"Dear, dear!" Sue talk, leaning her worn face down towards di bed. "Think of me, if you no fit think of yourself. Wetin I go do?" But Johnsy no answer.

The next morning, when e dey light, Johnsy demand say make dem raise di window shade. Di ivy leaf still dey there. Johnsy lay for long time, dey look am. And then she call Sue, wey dey prepare chicken soup.

"I don be bad girl," Johnsy talk. "Something don make dat last leaf dey there to show me how bad I be. E wrong to wan die. You fit bring me small soup now."

One hour later she talk: "someday I hope to paint di Bay of Naples."

Later for di day, di doctor come, and Sue talk to am for di hallway. "Even chances. With good care, you go win," di doctor talk. "And now I must see another case wey I get for your building. Behrman, wey be artist of some kind, I believe, get Pneumonia, too. E be old, weak man and e case serious. No hope for am, but e dey go hospital today to ease im pain."

The next day, di doctor talk to Sue: "She don dey out of danger. You win. Nutrition and care now - na all."

Later for di day, Sue come to di bed where Johnsy dey lie, and put one arm around am. "I get something to tell you, white mouse," she talk, "Mister Behrman don die of pneumonia today for hospital. E sick only two days. Dem find am di morning of di first day for im room downstairs helpless with pain. Im shoes and clothing dey completely wet and icy cold. Dem no fit imagine where e don dey for such terrible night.

"And then dem find lantern, wey still dey light, and ladder wey dem move from im place. And art supplies and painting board wey get green and yellow colors mixed on top.

"Look out di window, dear, at di last ivy leaf for di wall. You no wonder why e no dey move when wind blow? Ah, darling, na Behrman masterpiece - e paint am there di night wey di last leaf fall."

Answer di following questions:
1. Where Old Behrman dey live?
2. Wetin e dey work to start but e never start am?
3. Who dey protective of am?
4. Wetin she find for im room?
5. Wetin dem find wey don dey there for 25 years?``` <response>: ```1. the ground floor of the apartment building.
2. to paint a work of art
3. Sue
4. dem see lantern
5. blank canvas``` 