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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As soon as she had gone, the keeper rose. "Now IH leave you to yourself." I don't
know whether I made some gesture, but instead of going he halted behind my
chair. The sensation of someone posted at my back made me uncomfortable.
I inclined to think that they were greeting me, after their fashion, but it had a queer
effect, seeing all those old fellows grouped round the keeper, solemnly eying me
and dandling their heads from side to side. For a moment I had an absurd ...
We all drank the coffee, which the keeper handed round. After that, I can't
remember much; somehow the night went by. I can recall only one moment; I had
opened my eyes and I saw the old men sleeping hunched up on their chairs, with
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