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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After carefully wiping the oilcloth, he got a sheet of squared paper from the
drawer of his bedside table; after that, an envelope, a small red wooden
penholder, and a square inkpot with purple ink in it* The moment he mentioned
the girl's name ...
She was carrying an oilcloth bag in which she had stowed our bathing kit and a
towel. Presently we heard Raymond shutting his door. He was wearing blue
trousers, a short-sleeved white shirt, and a straw hat. I noticed that his forearms
W? walked steadily on. Masson wondered how they'd managed to track us here.
My impression was that they had seen us taking the bus and noticed Marie's
oilcloth bathing bag; but I didn't say anything. Though the Arabs walked quite
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