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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But soon I lost interest in his movements ; my temples were throbbing and I could
hardly drag myself along . After that everything went with a rush ; and also with
such precision and matter - of - factness that remember hardly any details .
Except ...
But soon I lost interest in his movements ; my temples were throbbing and I could
hardly drag myself along . After that everything went with a rush ; and also with
such precision and matter - of - factness that remember hardly any details .
Except ...
Page 88
The magistrate seemed to have lost interest in me , and to have come to some
sort of decision about my case . He never mentioned God again or displayed any
of the religious fervor I had found so embarrassing at our first interview . The
result ...
The magistrate seemed to have lost interest in me , and to have come to some
sort of decision about my case . He never mentioned God again or displayed any
of the religious fervor I had found so embarrassing at our first interview . The
result ...
Page 146
I said that seemed quite possible . But , though I mightn't be so sure about what
interested me , I was absolutely sure about what didn't interest me . And the
question he had raised didn't interest me at all . He looked away and , without
altering ...
I said that seemed quite possible . But , though I mightn't be so sure about what
interested me , I was absolutely sure about what didn't interest me . And the
question he had raised didn't interest me at all . He looked away and , without
altering ...
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