The StrangerMeursault, 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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The hall was dark and, when I was starting up the stairs, I almost bumped into old
Salamano, who lived on the same floor as I. As usual, he had his dog with him.
For eight years the two had been inseparable. Salamano's spaniel is an ugly ...
The hall was dark and, when I was starting up the stairs, I almost bumped into old
Salamano, who lived on the same floor as I. As usual, he had his dog with him.
For eight years the two had been inseparable. Salamano's spaniel is an ugly ...
Page 56
As I was turning in at my door Iran into old Salamano. I asked him into my room,
and he informed me that his dog was definitely lost. He'd been to the pound to
inquire, but it wasn't there, and the staff told him it had probably been run over.
As I was turning in at my door Iran into old Salamano. I asked him into my room,
and he informed me that his dog was definitely lost. He'd been to the pound to
inquire, but it wasn't there, and the staff told him it had probably been run over.
Page 152
The same thing for Salamano's wife and for Salamano's dog. That little robot
woman was as “guilty” as the girl from Paris who had married Masson, or as
Marie, who wanted me to marry her. What did it matter if Raymond was as much
my pal ...
The same thing for Salamano's wife and for Salamano's dog. That little robot
woman was as “guilty” as the girl from Paris who had married Masson, or as
Marie, who wanted me to marry her. What did it matter if Raymond was as much
my pal ...
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