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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she had a bandage round her head , just below her eyes . It lay quite flat across
the bridge of her nose , and one saw hardly anything of her face except that strip
of whiteness . As soon as she had gone , the keeper rose . " Now I'll leave you to
...
she had a bandage round her head , just below her eyes . It lay quite flat across
the bridge of her nose , and one saw hardly anything of her face except that strip
of whiteness . As soon as she had gone , the keeper rose . " Now I'll leave you to
...
Page 10
After having had my eyes closed , I had a feeling that the light had grown even
stronger than before . There wasn't a trace of shadow anywhere , and every
object , each curve or angle , seemed to score its outline on one's eyes . The old
...
After having had my eyes closed , I had a feeling that the light had grown even
stronger than before . There wasn't a trace of shadow anywhere , and every
object , each curve or angle , seemed to score its outline on one's eyes . The old
...
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What struck me most about their faces was that one couldn't see their eyes , only
a dull glow in a sort of nest of wrinkles . On sitting down , they looked at me , and
wagged their heads awkwardly , their lips sucked in between their toothless ...
What struck me most about their faces was that one couldn't see their eyes , only
a dull glow in a sort of nest of wrinkles . On sitting down , they looked at me , and
wagged their heads awkwardly , their lips sucked in between their toothless ...
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