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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Page 10
The old people , Mother's friends , were coming in . I counted ten in all , gliding
almost soundlessly through the bleak white glare . None of the chairs creaked
when they sat down . Never in my life had I seen anyone so clearly as I saw these
...
The old people , Mother's friends , were coming in . I counted ten in all , gliding
almost soundlessly through the bleak white glare . None of the chairs creaked
when they sat down . Never in my life had I seen anyone so clearly as I saw these
...
Page 27
After smoking a couple of cigarettes I went back to the room , got a tablet of
chocolate , and returned to the window to eat it . Soon after , the sky clouded over
, and I thought a summer storm was coming . However , the clouds gradually
lifted .
After smoking a couple of cigarettes I went back to the room , got a tablet of
chocolate , and returned to the window to eat it . Soon after , the sky clouded over
, and I thought a summer storm was coming . However , the clouds gradually
lifted .
Page 30
coming back , after shutting the window , I glanced at the mirror and saw reflected
in it a corner of my table with my spirit lamp and some bits of bread beside it . It
occurred to me that somehow I'd got through another Sunday , that Mother now ...
coming back , after shutting the window , I glanced at the mirror and saw reflected
in it a corner of my table with my spirit lamp and some bits of bread beside it . It
occurred to me that somehow I'd got through another Sunday , that Mother now ...
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