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 28
People were returning from their walks, and I noticed the dapper little man with
the fat wife amongst the passers-by. Children were whimpering and trailing
wearily after their parents. After some minutes the local picture houses disgorged
their ...
People were returning from their walks, and I noticed the dapper little man with
the fat wife amongst the passers-by. Children were whimpering and trailing
wearily after their parents. After some minutes the local picture houses disgorged
their ...
Page 63
I glanced at her, and noticed that she and Marie seemed to be getting on well
together; laughing and chattering away. For the first time, perhaps, I seriously
considered the possibility of my marrying her. Masson wanted to have a swim at
once, ...
I glanced at her, and noticed that she and Marie seemed to be getting on well
together; laughing and chattering away. For the first time, perhaps, I seriously
considered the possibility of my marrying her. Masson wanted to have a swim at
once, ...
Page 67
But at the same moment I noticed two Arabs in blue dungarees a long way down
the beach, coming in our direction. I gave Raymond a look and he nodded,
saying, "That's him." We walked steadily on. Masson wondered how they'd
managed ...
But at the same moment I noticed two Arabs in blue dungarees a long way down
the beach, coming in our direction. I gave Raymond a look and he nodded,
saying, "That's him." We walked steadily on. Masson wondered how they'd
managed ...
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