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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A few minutes later one of the women started weeping . She was in the second
row and I couldn't see her face because of another woman in front . At regular
intervals she emitted a little choking sob ; one had a feeling she would never stop
.
A few minutes later one of the women started weeping . She was in the second
row and I couldn't see her face because of another woman in front . At regular
intervals she emitted a little choking sob ; one had a feeling she would never stop
.
Page 26
... so early and were hurrying to the streetcar stop , laughing and talking at the top
of their voices . After they had passed , the street gradually emptied . By this time
all the matinees must have begun 26.
... so early and were hurrying to the streetcar stop , laughing and talking at the top
of their voices . After they had passed , the street gradually emptied . By this time
all the matinees must have begun 26.
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Then Raymond laughed , and squared his shoulders . The young lady was quite
right , he said . There was no point in hanging about here . Halfway to the bus
stop he glanced back over his shoulder and said the Arabs weren't following .
Then Raymond laughed , and squared his shoulders . The young lady was quite
right , he said . There was no point in hanging about here . Halfway to the bus
stop he glanced back over his shoulder and said the Arabs weren't following .
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