The strangerWhen a young Algerian named Meursault kills a man, his subsequent imprisonment and trial are puzzling and absurd. The apparently amoral Meursault--who puts little stock in ideas like love and God--seems to be on trial less for his murderous actions, and more for what the authorities believe is his deficient character. |
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Then he led the way into the mortuary. I noticed at once that four men in black
were standing behind the coffin and the screws in the fid had now been driven
home. At the same moment I heard the warden remark that the hearse had
arrived, ...
Then he led the way into the mortuary. I noticed at once that four men in black
were standing behind the coffin and the screws in the fid had now been driven
home. At the same moment I heard the warden remark that the hearse had
arrived, ...
Page 17
We stood aside from the doorway to let the coffin by; then, following the bearers
down a corridor, we came to the front entrance, where a hearse was waiting.
Oblong, glossy, varnished black all over, it vaguely reminded me of the pen trays
in ...
We stood aside from the doorway to let the coffin by; then, following the bearers
down a corridor, we came to the front entrance, where a hearse was waiting.
Oblong, glossy, varnished black all over, it vaguely reminded me of the pen trays
in ...
Page 20
In front, the coachman's glossy black hat looked like a lump of the same sticky
substance, poised above the hearse. It gave one a queer, dreamlike impression,
that blue-white glare overhead and all this blackness round one: the sleek black
of ...
In front, the coachman's glossy black hat looked like a lump of the same sticky
substance, poised above the hearse. It gave one a queer, dreamlike impression,
that blue-white glare overhead and all this blackness round one: the sleek black
of ...
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