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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The warden went on talking, but I didn't pay much attention. Finally he said: "Now,
I suppose you'd like to see your mother?" I rose without replying, and he led the
way to the door. As we were going down the stairs he explained: "I've had the ...
The warden went on talking, but I didn't pay much attention. Finally he said: "Now,
I suppose you'd like to see your mother?" I rose without replying, and he led the
way to the door. As we were going down the stairs he explained: "I've had the ...
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Raymond went on talking. What bored him was that he had "a sort of lech on her"
as he called it. But he was quite determined to teach her a lesson. His first idea,
he said, had been to take her to a hotel and then call in the special police.
Raymond went on talking. What bored him was that he had "a sort of lech on her"
as he called it. But he was quite determined to teach her a lesson. His first idea,
he said, had been to take her to a hotel and then call in the special police.
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... absolutely the same thing. Then, all of a sudden, the Arabs vanished; they'd
slipped like lizards under cover of the rock. So Raymond and I turned and walked
back. He seemed happier, and began talking about the bus to catch for our return
.
... absolutely the same thing. Then, all of a sudden, the Arabs vanished; they'd
slipped like lizards under cover of the rock. So Raymond and I turned and walked
back. He seemed happier, and began talking about the bus to catch for our return
.
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