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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Asked if I was one of bis customers, he said, "Yes, and a friend as well." Asked to
state his opinion of me, he said that I was "all right - and, when told to explain
what he meant by that, he replied that everyone knew what that meant. "Was I a ...
Asked if I was one of bis customers, he said, "Yes, and a friend as well." Asked to
state his opinion of me, he said that I was "all right - and, when told to explain
what he meant by that, he replied that everyone knew what that meant. "Was I a ...
Page 117
Then the Judge asked her what were the relations between us, and she said she
was my girl friend. Answering another question, she admitted promising to marry
me. The Prosecutor, who had been studying a document in front of him, asked ...
Then the Judge asked her what were the relations between us, and she said she
was my girl friend. Answering another question, she admitted promising to marry
me. The Prosecutor, who had been studying a document in front of him, asked ...
Page 149
It's that face you are asked to see." This roused me a little. I informed him that I'd
been staring at those walls for months; there was nobody, nothing in the world, I
knew better than I knew them. And once upon a time, perhaps, I used to try to see
...
It's that face you are asked to see." This roused me a little. I informed him that I'd
been staring at those walls for months; there was nobody, nothing in the world, I
knew better than I knew them. And once upon a time, perhaps, I used to try to see
...
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