Meursault, 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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One day when I was hanging on the bars, straining my eyes toward the sunlight
playing on the waves, a jailer entered and said I had a visitor. I thought it must be
Marie, and so it was. To go to the Visitors' Room, I was taken along a corridor, ...
The little old woman pressed herself against the bars and at the same moment a
jailer tapped her son's shoulder. He called, uAu revoirt Mother,** and, slipping
her hand between the bars, she gave him a small, slow wave with it. No sooner ...
... and "tomorrow" still kept some meaning. When, one morning, the jailer
informed me I'd now been six months in jail, I believed him— but the words
conveyed nothing to my mind. To me it seemed like one and the same day that
had been I oo.
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