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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After that he consulted a register on his table , and said : " Madame Meursault
entered the Home three years ago . She had no private means and depended
entirely on you . I had a feeling he was blaming me for something , and started to
...
After that he consulted a register on his table , and said : " Madame Meursault
entered the Home three years ago . She had no private means and depended
entirely on you . I had a feeling he was blaming me for something , and started to
...
Page 58
When I said nothing he added hastily and with a rather embarrassed air that
some of the people in the street said nasty things about me because I'd sent my
mother to the Home . But he , of course , knew better ; he knew how devoted to
my ...
When I said nothing he added hastily and with a rather embarrassed air that
some of the people in the street said nasty things about me because I'd sent my
mother to the Home . But he , of course , knew better ; he knew how devoted to
my ...
Page 111
I wiped the sweat from my face , but I was barely conscious of where or who I was
until I heard the warden of the Home called to the witness box . When asked if my
mother had complained about my conduct , he said , “ Yes , " but that didn't ...
I wiped the sweat from my face , but I was barely conscious of where or who I was
until I heard the warden of the Home called to the witness box . When asked if my
mother had complained about my conduct , he said , “ Yes , " but that didn't ...
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