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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Page 9
Night had fallen very quickly; all of a sudden, it seemed, the sky went black above
the skylight. The keeper switched on the lamps, and I was almost blinded by the
blaze of light. He suggested I should go to the refectory for dinner, but I wasn't ...
Night had fallen very quickly; all of a sudden, it seemed, the sky went black above
the skylight. The keeper switched on the lamps, and I was almost blinded by the
blaze of light. He suggested I should go to the refectory for dinner, but I wasn't ...
Page 13
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 one exception. Resting his chin on his hands clasped 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 one exception. Resting his chin on his hands clasped round
...
Page 141
When the light began to turn green I knew that night was coming. Another thing I
did to deflect the course of my thqughts was tp listen to.my; he,art. I couldn't
imagine that this faint throbbing which had been with me for so long would ever
cease ...
When the light began to turn green I knew that night was coming. Another thing I
did to deflect the course of my thqughts was tp listen to.my; he,art. I couldn't
imagine that this faint throbbing which had been with me for so long would ever
cease ...
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