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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He gave her enough money to keep her going, without extravagance, though; he
paid the rent of her room and twenty francs a day for food. “Three hundred francs
for rent, and six hundred for her grub, with a little present thrown in now and ...
He gave her enough money to keep her going, without extravagance, though; he
paid the rent of her room and twenty francs a day for food. “Three hundred francs
for rent, and six hundred for her grub, with a little present thrown in now and ...
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do with what I gave her. And then one day I found out she was doing me dirt.” He
went on to explain that he'd found a lottery ticket in her bag, and, when he asked
where the money'd come from to buy it, she wouldn't tell him. Then, another ...
do with what I gave her. And then one day I found out she was doing me dirt.” He
went on to explain that he'd found a lottery ticket in her bag, and, when he asked
where the money'd come from to buy it, she wouldn't tell him. Then, another ...
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Raymond gave his name. “Take that cigarette out of your mouth when you're
talking to me,” the policeman said gruffy. Raymond hesitated, glanced at me, and
kept the cigarette in his mouth. The policeman promptly swung his arm and gave
...
Raymond gave his name. “Take that cigarette out of your mouth when you're
talking to me,” the policeman said gruffy. Raymond hesitated, glanced at me, and
kept the cigarette in his mouth. The policeman promptly swung his arm and gave
...
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