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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It was quite like old times; a lot of young people were in the swimming pool,
amongst them Marie Cardona, who used to be a typist at the office. I was rather
keen on her in those days, and I fancy she liked me, too. But she was with us so
short a ...
It was quite like old times; a lot of young people were in the swimming pool,
amongst them Marie Cardona, who used to be a typist at the office. I was rather
keen on her in those days, and I fancy she liked me, too. But she was with us so
short a ...
Page 90
I thought it must be Marie, and so it was. - To go to the Visitors' Room, I was taken
along a corridor, then up a flight of steps, then along another corridor. It was a
very large room, lit by a big bow window, and divided into three compartments by
...
I thought it must be Marie, and so it was. - To go to the Visitors' Room, I was taken
along a corridor, then up a flight of steps, then along another corridor. It was a
very large room, lit by a big bow window, and divided into three compartments by
...
Page 93
... hand, I wanted to have the most I could of Marie's company. I've no idea how
much time passed. I remember Marie's describing to me her work, with that set
smile always 9 3.
... hand, I wanted to have the most I could of Marie's company. I've no idea how
much time passed. I remember Marie's describing to me her work, with that set
smile always 9 3.
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