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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“Well, really I couldn't say,” I answered. He began twiddling his white mustache;
then, without looking at me, said gently: “I understand.” He was a pleasant-
looking man, with blue eyes and ruddy cheeks. He drew up a chair for me near
the ...
“Well, really I couldn't say,” I answered. He began twiddling his white mustache;
then, without looking at me, said gently: “I understand.” He was a pleasant-
looking man, with blue eyes and ruddy cheeks. He drew up a chair for me near
the ...
Page 34
... and always dresses very sprucely. He, too, once said to me, referring to
Salamano, that it was “a damned shame,” and asked me if I wasn't disgusted by
the way the old man served his dog. I answered: “No.” We went up the stairs
together, ...
... and always dresses very sprucely. He, too, once said to me, referring to
Salamano, that it was “a damned shame,” and asked me if I wasn't disgusted by
the way the old man served his dog. I answered: “No.” We went up the stairs
together, ...
Page 53
Then she remarked that marriage was a serious IIlatter, To which I answered: “No
.” She kept silent after that, staring at me in a curious way. Then she asked: “
Suppose another girl had asked you to marry her—I mean, a girl you liked in the
...
Then she remarked that marriage was a serious IIlatter, To which I answered: “No
.” She kept silent after that, staring at me in a curious way. Then she asked: “
Suppose another girl had asked you to marry her—I mean, a girl you liked in the
...
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