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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After the face , and laid him out good and a bit I started to help him get up , but all
he did was to kick at me from where he lay . So I gave him one with my knee and
a couple more swipes . He was bleeding like a pig when I'd done with him .
After the face , and laid him out good and a bit I started to help him get up , but all
he did was to kick at me from where he lay . So I gave him one with my knee and
a couple more swipes . He was bleeding like a pig when I'd done with him .
Page 44
A little later old Salamano started grumbling at his dog and presently there was a
sound of boots and paws on the wooden stairs ; then , “ Filthy brute ! Get on , you
cur ! ” and the two of them went out into the street . I told Marie about the old ...
A little later old Salamano started grumbling at his dog and presently there was a
sound of boots and paws on the wooden stairs ; then , “ Filthy brute ! Get on , you
cur ! ” and the two of them went out into the street . I told Marie about the old ...
Page 55
When I had just started my dinner an odd - looking little woman came in and
asked if she might sit at my table . Of course she might . She had a chubby face
like a ripe apple , bright eyes , and moved in a curiously jerky way , as if she were
on ...
When I had just started my dinner an odd - looking little woman came in and
asked if she might sit at my table . Of course she might . She had a chubby face
like a ripe apple , bright eyes , and moved in a curiously jerky way , as if she were
on ...
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