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 62
The ground here was covered with yellowish pebbles and wild lilies that showed
snow - white against the blue of the sky , which had already the hard , metallic
glint it gets on very hot days . Marie amused herself swishing her bag against the
...
The ground here was covered with yellowish pebbles and wild lilies that showed
snow - white against the blue of the sky , which had already the hard , metallic
glint it gets on very hot days . Marie amused herself swishing her bag against the
...
Page 125
It seemed to me that his way of treating the facts showed a certain shrewdness .
All he said sounded quite plausible . I'd written the letter in collusion with
Raymond so as to entice his mistress to his room and subject her to ill - treatment
by a ...
It seemed to me that his way of treating the facts showed a certain shrewdness .
All he said sounded quite plausible . I'd written the letter in collusion with
Raymond so as to entice his mistress to his room and subject her to ill - treatment
by a ...
Page 134
My lawyer came to see me ; he was very talkative and showed more cordiality
and confidence than ever before . He assured me that all would go well and I'd
get off with a few years ' imprisonment or transportation . I asked him what were
the ...
My lawyer came to see me ; he was very talkative and showed more cordiality
and confidence than ever before . He assured me that all would go well and I'd
get off with a few years ' imprisonment or transportation . I asked him what were
the ...
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