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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He rejoined us soon after we were round the bend; then began to lose ground
again. He took another short cut and met us again farther on; in fact, this
happened several times during the next half-hour. But soon I lost interest in his
While waiting for the hors d'oeuvre she opened her bag, took out a slip of paper
and a pencil, and added up the bill in advance. Diving into her bag again, she
produced a purse and took from it the exact sum, plus a small tip, and placed it on
teachj-pulsing with heat, was pressing on my back. I took some steps toward the
stream. The Arab didn't move. After all, there was still some distance between us.
Perhaps because of the shadow on his face, he seemed to be grinning at me.
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