The StrangerMeursault, an ordinary little clerk living in Algiers, leads a quiet and unemotional life. He commits a senseless murder and is convicted, his lack of emotion toward his mother's death weighing against him. As he contemplates his execution, he considers the value of life and is on the verge of exhibiting feeling. |
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That will enable you to spend the night beside your mother's coffin, as no doubt
you would wish to do. Just one more thing; I gathered from your mother's friends
that she wished to be buried with the rites of the Church. I've made arrangements
...
That will enable you to spend the night beside your mother's coffin, as no doubt
you would wish to do. Just one more thing; I gathered from your mother's friends
that she wished to be buried with the rites of the Church. I've made arrangements
...
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I took a flying jump, landed safely, and helped Emmanuel to scramble in beside
me. We were both of us out of breath, and the bumps of the truck on the roughly
laid cobbles made things worse. Emmanuelchuckled, and panted in my ear, ...
I took a flying jump, landed safely, and helped Emmanuel to scramble in beside
me. We were both of us out of breath, and the bumps of the truck on the roughly
laid cobbles made things worse. Emmanuelchuckled, and panted in my ear, ...
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beach I stretched myself belly downward beside Masson, resting my face on the
sand. I told him “it was fine” here, and he agreed. Presently Marie came back. I
raised my head to watch her approach. She was glistening with brine and
holding ...
beach I stretched myself belly downward beside Masson, resting my face on the
sand. I told him “it was fine” here, and he agreed. Presently Marie came back. I
raised my head to watch her approach. She was glistening with brine and
holding ...
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