Chapter 422: Chapter 427: Forbidden Area
Beside Ji Ziyue were many people, yet they were ignored by Ye Fan. What truly made him wary were the powerful figures hidden in the shadows, among them an Elder from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.
“Ji Hui… damned old hag!”
In the past, he had traveled thousands of miles to escort Ji Ziyue back, yet Ji Hui did not repay his kindness. Instead, she almost consigned him to eternal damnation; he had never hated someone so deeply.
Ye Fan secretly watched Ji Hui, several times nearly unable to restrain his impulse to strike. With his current undying physique, he could silently approach and deliver a deathblow.
Nonetheless, he ultimately held back, for small impatience would ruin great plans. He had e for the Undying Divine Medicine within the Ancient Desolation Forbidden Land; attacking Ji Hui would expose his presence and cause many unexpected changes.
In this region, the Ji Family and Flickering Light were the absolute dominators; this was their sphere of influence, and no one could shake their status.
“You’re all so annoying, I’m not going anymore!” Ji Ziyue squatted on the ground and threw a tantrum, pouting and refusing to get up.
Her big eyes mischievously darted around, still searching for an escape opportunity. She set her sights on the people from the Ancient Hua Dynasty, wanting to leverage their power.
In Yan’s capital, many cultivators had arrived; the Ancient Hua Dynasty made no attempts to conceal their presence. Some wore the Ancient Hua Dragon Robe, while others were surrounded by Dragon Qi.
Ye Fan pondered for a moment but did not follow them. He continued searching for the little girl in the city but, despite his divine scan that was like the sea, could not find her.
He inquired with some people, yet all said there were many abandoned children in the city. None knew precisely whom he spoke of, nor had anyone paid particular attention, yielding no results.
Ye Fan checked into an inn, rented a quiet courtyard, and began refining the stone clothes. These were crucial for successfully entering and exiting the Ancient Desolation Forbidden Land.
The stone skin of the Divine Sources was not sturdy. It could not serve as Armor but rather as a barrier against all Qi Mechanisms—a peculiar material.
Source Technique Masters all possess Divine Source Stone Clothes, treasures of unequaled rarity for venturing into Desolate Lands and deep ancient mines. As a disciple of the Heavenly Source Master, Ye Fan naturally understood this.
The Forbidden Immortal Six Seals was an ultimate Source Technique requiring six types of Divine Source Stone Skins as materials. The technique approached the Dao, capable of sealing not only Sources but also mountains, rivers, and even unparalleled masters.
Unfortunately, the Heavenly Source Book contained merely a few lines. These lines were exceedingly obscure and difficult to prehend, making it nearly impossible to fully grasp. It was an inplete, speculatively remarkable Source Technique.
Ye Fan diligently pondered for a long time, exhausting his energy. Based on those ancient lines, he understood only one or two-tenths of it, barely achieving more than one seal of the Forbidden Immortal.
Yet, even this was sufficient. Although he had gathered many stone skins, only two types were available, making it impossible to assemble the six Ancient Materials.
The Divine Sources Ye Fan obtained were all golden; other types were incredibly rare, a fortune elusive to pursue.
That day, during a confrontation with the Source Technique noble family, Nangong Qi split open the Blood Sacrifice Platform, revealing a Silver Source that sparkled like a star and moon, sealing a maiden within.
At the time, he did not know the origin of that Source; only later did he realize it was an even more precious Divine Source, extremely rare. Naturally, that stone skin fell into his hands.
For seven days and nights, Ye Fan almost exhausted his efforts. He destroyed seven to eight-tenths of the stone skin, finally bringing forth the stone clothes by merging the two Ancient Materials.
Merely forming the stone clothes was not enough. During these days, Ye Fan, putting himself through the ringer, focused all his Heart Spirit, inscribing thousands of Source Heaven Patterns on it.
The imprinted Divine Symbols were plex and mysterious, each one a condensation of his Essence, Qi, and Spirit, representing the utmost manifestations of his mastered Source Techniques.
Ye Fan transformed his endless insights and many intricate Source Techniques into tangible Divine Symbols. Following the records in the Heavenly Source Book, he refined them into the stone clothes.
After pleting all this, he was nearly exhausted, too worn out to move even a finger. He took a long rest to recover.
The stone clothes appeared ancient and natural, devoid of any conspicuous features, seemingly not crafted by a master of Source Techniques, demonstrating a return to simplicity.
Ye Fan was very satisfied with this, his current sole masterpiece. Wearing them, it felt as if he were isolated from this world, as though residing in another void.
After emerging, he immediately sensed something unusual; numerous cultivators had arrived in Yan’s capital, and the atmosphere was exceedingly tense. Another supreme Great Sect from the Central States had finally arrived.
The Yin Yang Sect, with an extraordinarily ancient lineage reaching back to humanity’s dawn, studied the heavens and nature, possessing formidable and terrifying power.
Among the myriad sects of the Central States, it ranked among the top few and was regarded as a Sacred Land. Although it had not produced any Great Emperors nor Extreme Dao Holy Weapons, it stood parable to the four Immortal Dynasties.
The branches of the Yin Yang Sect spanned the world, extending even to the Northern Region of the Eastern Wastelands. Yet its origin lay in the Central States, flourishing since ancient times, endless and unbroken.
Besides the Ancient Hua Dynasty and the Yin Yang Sect, many other powerful groups had gathered, unable to resist the temptation. The Undying Divine Medicine was an Immortal Treasure of unparalleled rarity. It had only been cultivated by ancient Great Emperors and was now extinct, except for a few plants in the Forbidden Areas.
Ye Fan flickered, transforming into a stream of light. He dashed out of Yan’s capital, racing toward the Primitive Ancient Forest where the Ancient Desolation Forbidden Land lay. He truly feared someone might beat him to it, leaving him no place to cry.
The eight-hundred-mile Primitive Forest, a landscape of ancient grandeur, had long drawn numerous cultivators to its outskirts. Many had already ventured deep within.
Ye Fan’s heart sank; he sensed something amiss. Could it be that the Ancient Hua Dynasty and the Yin Yang Sect are planning to act?
After advancing hundreds of miles, no one dared to continue flying, for extreme terrors resided outside the Forbidden Land.
Some demon clan members had long chosen to assume human form, while others continued cultivating in their original beast king shapes, evolving further; neither path was deemed inherently stronger nor weaker.
However, those demon clan members who chose not to evolve into humans were often from naturally powerful and proud races, unwilling to blend into a world dominated by humans.
Many people knew such entities inhabited the lands outside the Ancient Desolation Forbidden Land. They lacked humanity. Once provoked, destruction and carnage inevitably followed.
Ye Fan ventured deep inside, encountering several scattered cultivators. After detailed inquiry, he let out a breath of relief. The Ancient Hua Dynasty and the Yin Yang Sect were not planning to enter yet; they were currently merely scouting and making thorough arrangements.
Ahead, roars echoed to the skies, the mountains convulsed, chaotic leaves flew in the ancient forest, and the earth shook, ceasing only after a long time.
“It’s terrifying! A strange and powerful beast fought to a draw with an imperial uncle of the Ancient Hua Dynasty!”
This shocking news stunned the scattered cultivators who had gathered here. Everyone’s expression changed drastically. How terrifying must a strange and powerful beast be to hold its ground against a Saint Master level figure?
Ye Fan and a dozen scattered cultivators proceeded to the site of the recent battle. The place was dead silent, with no plants, birds, or insects. Before a pile of scattered stones stood a gigantic lake.
It lay silent as iron, without a ripple. The most shocking thing was its color—pitch-black as ink, eerily dark.
This was a barren land, with not a blade of grass growing nearby. The black lake was deathly still, without any sign of life, truly a sinister water.
A few scattered cultivators had witnessed the recent battle, their faces pale as snow. One stammered, “It’s the legendary Black Gold Cicada!”
The Black Gold Cicada is an ancient strange and powerful beast, rarely seen over millennia. Occasionally, one might be glimpsed in the Great Wilderness.
Shortly after, Ye Fan and others reached the edge of the Ancient Desolation Forbidden Land. People from the Ancient Hua Dynasty and the Yin Yang Sect stood on two peaks, gazing forward.
Moreover, over a hundred scattered cultivators were observing here. Although they were several miles from the real Forbidden Area, no one dared to step further. They revered this Forbidden Land, which could easily strip a person of their lifetime.
Ye Fan distinctly sensed an anomaly. The Ancient Desolation Forbidden Land is even more terrifying than before, he thought. He had entered it in the past and was sensitive to the “Desolation” aura; it had grown many times stronger.
This is not a good sign, he mused, furrowing his brows in thought.
“The Ancient Hua Dynasty brought a divine armor, left behind after an ancient sage passed away. They’ve truly spared no expense.”
“The divine armor of an ancient sage… Such an unparalleled artifact could indeed bring success.”
Ye Fan’s heart pounded heavily. This is extremely bad news! He had seen firsthand how terrifying the divine armor of an ancient sage could be; it was capable of easily breaking through even a Divine King’s Pure Land!
“The Yin Yang Sect is also well-prepared. It’s said they ventured to the Northern Region to have ancient Source Technique families forge some mysterious stone clothes, which might weaken the curse mechanism.”
“These two major powers have exerted great effort; they’re determined to win!”
Hearing this, Ye Fan found it increasingly difficult to remain calm. Others, like me, have prepared stone clothes, and some even possess the divine armor of ancient sages. The situation isn’t promising.
He yearned to enter the Forbidden Land directly but found that the Ancient Hua Dynasty and the Yin Yang Sect had each built high platforms on a peak. They intended to stay and watch the nine sacred mountains.
This is bad! Ye Fan mused, scratching his chin and pondering carefully. This entire situation was truly unfavorable for him.
Ultimately, top experts from the Ancient Hua Dynasty and the Yin Yang Sect stayed behind while everyone else retreated. It was impossible to linger in this place for long; an emerging strange and powerful beast could annihilate them all.
Many scattered cultivators saw this and hurriedly withdrew. They did not have the courage to face terrifying beings like the Black Gold Cicada; if one appeared, no one would survive.
Ye Fan had to retreat as well. Otherwise, I risk being noticed as suspicious by the remaining top experts, he reasoned.
In the following half-month, neither the Ancient Hua Dynasty nor the Yin Yang Sect took action. They remained observant, very patient.
This was indeed a pressure for me, Ye Fan thought. I have at most half a year to live, possibly not even a hundred days. I can’t afford to waste time.
During this period, Ye Huiling arrived, but Ye Fan had not yet met her. He needed to calmly assess the situation first.
Later, Wang Chongxiao also arrived. He defeated young champions of the Southern Region, invincible in his wake, and then sparked further waves by battling the leading disciple of the Yin Yang Sect.
Ye Fan gradually calmed down. For now, I can only observe how things unfold, he concluded, considering multiple possibilities.
The Undying Divine Medicine possessed Spirit munication and could choose its dwelling place autonomously. In ancient times, only a few such plants existed. To avoid being harvested by humans, it was rumored that they had all flown into the seven great Ancient Desolation Forbidden Lands.
Nine sacred mountains bore nine sacred fruits. Legends said they were all from one primary root that had been split into nine, in an attempt to cultivate several Undying Divine Medicines. However, this resulted in mutations…
These were all secrets I’ve learned recently, Ye Fan reflected, gaining many insights I didn’t know before.
While waiting, Ye Fan stumbled upon a surprising acquaintance at a small tavern in Yan’s capital—Zhang Wenchang, his socially awkward old classmate.
Zhang Wenchang’s temples had grayed; he appeared aged and spiritless, not having recovered since emerging from the Ancient Desolation Forbidden Land. He had opened this small tavern here.
Ye Fan remembered that drunken scene in Jade Cauldron Paradise, where the wooden Zhang Wenchang had wept, longing for his hometown. When he departed, his wife had been pregnant, their child soon to be born, and he lamented his absence.
Years passed, and Zhang Wenchang had aged even more, filled with despondency. Life was evidently unsatisfactory. He had left Jade Cauldron Paradise and e here to operate this small tavern.
“Hey, old man, has that friend of yours really never returned?” a cocky young man questioned Zhang Wenchang, disdainfully scanning him.
“No…” Zhang Wenchang’s eyes were devoid of light, exceedingly dim.
Another young man chimed in, “Ji Hui’s grand aunt predicted he’d return, that he’d definitely e to see you. If you know anything, you old fool, tell us immediately!”
Hearing this, Ye Fan’s face instantly darkened, a cold smile curling on his lips.
䧡䰹䢺䢺
盧
櫓
㣶㟉㠦㿑
㿑䐻
㫄㣈䜾㷔㟉㫄
虜
䧡
擄
魯
䰹㿑䈎
㠦䋍㽁䰹䧡
䢺㷈㬺䧡㷔
㠦䧡㷏䜾
䧡䯵䈎
㠦㷏㿑䋍㷏㫄
䈎㢨䰹㷏㫄㷏㐀㠦
㠦䰹
老
老
䯵䧡䈎
㬺㫄
䘭㠦㿑㣈
䐻䧡䰹䈽䜾
㽁㣈㠦䢺㠦㣈㤼㟉㫄㷈
盧
蘆
䣘䐻
㫄䯵䐻㬺㿑㣈䜾
䧡㐀䯵㠦䢺㗖
䐻㫄
㿑䋍㐀㗖㫄䜾
䧡㷈䔊㠦䰹䐻䜾䐻
䧡㤼䈎䈎㠦㷏
㼞㠦䋍㠦㠦㿑㣈
䧡䐻㗖㟉
㢨㬺㣈䢺㫄䰹㽁㢨
䈎㫄
㢨㽁䐻䜾㫄
䧡䯵䈎
虜
㷏㣈㫄䯵㢨
䧡
㫄㠦䐻
䐻䧡㤼㷈㤼䧡㠦䧡㐀㠦
“㫂㫄䈎䈎㷔 㼞㐀㿑䐻䜾 䧡 䶮䧡㐀 㫄㬺 䯵㿑䐻㠦 䧡䐻㷏 㬺㫄㢨㐀 䈎㟉䧡㣈㣈 㷏㿑䈎䰹㠦䈎㷔” 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 䈎䧡㿑㷏 䧡䈎 䰹㠦 䯵䧡㣈䘭㠦㷏 㿑䐻䢺㫄 䢺䰹㠦 䈎㿑㟉㤼㣈㠦 䢺䧡䋍㠦㐀䐻㗖
䈽䰹䧡䐻䜾 䔊㠦䐻㷈䰹䧡䐻䜾 䧡䐻䈎䯵㠦㐀㠦㷏 䯵㫄㫄㷏㠦䐻㣈㽁㷔 㣈㿑䘭㠦 䧡 䰹㠦䧡㐀䢺㣈㠦䈎䈎 䈎㷈䧡㐀㠦㷈㐀㫄䯵㗖 䚨㠦 㟉㠦㷈䰹䧡䐻㿑㷈䧡㣈㣈㽁 㼞㐀㫄㢨䜾䰹䢺 㫄䋍㠦㐀 䢺䰹㠦 䯵㿑䐻㠦 䶮䧡㐀 䧡䐻㷏 䈎㿑㣈㠦䐻䢺㣈㽁 䈎㠦㐀䋍㠦㷏 䢺䰹㠦 㬺㫄㢨㐀 㷏㿑䈎䰹㠦䈎 䯵㿑䢺䰹㫄㢨䢺 㢨䢺䢺㠦㐀㿑䐻䜾 䧡 䈎㿑䐻䜾㣈㠦 䯵㫄㐀㷏㗖
㫄㬺
㿑㗖䰹㟉
㠦㿑䘭㣈
䧡㷏䕍㠦㷏
㷏㫄䯵㐀
㿑䈎
㫄㷏㣈
䢺㢨㫄
䢺㫄
䰹㠦䢺
㽁㷔㫄㢨
㢨䶮䈎䢺
㿑䐻㷏㷏’䢺
㣶䈎”䰹㿑
㫄㢨㽁
䧡䈎㿑㷏
㠦䐻㫄
㣈㽁䧡㷏䰹㐀
䐻㟉㠦
㿑䘭䐻䜾䯵䧡㣈
㽁㸎㢨㫄”
䧡㷏䈎㿑
㠦㢨䈎㣈䈎㠦䈎
䧡㷈䐻
䧡
䢺䜾㗖㷏㢨䈎㿑䈎
㟉䧡䐻
㠦㠦㯌㢨䈎㠦䳋
㿑䰹䢺䯵
䣘
㬺㫄
䐻㫄㢨㽁䜾
㫄㢨䍷
䧡䰹㠦㐀㷏
䢺䰹㠦
䯵䰹䧡䢺
“䣘 䰹㠦䧡㐀㷏㗖” 䈽䰹䧡䐻䜾 䔊㠦䐻㷈䰹䧡䐻䜾’䈎 㠦㽁㠦䈎 䯵㠦㐀㠦 㷏㿑㟉 䧡䈎 䰹㠦 䈎㣈㫄䯵㣈㽁 㷈㣈㠦䧡䐻㠦㷏 㢨㤼 䢺䰹㠦 䢺䧡㼞㣈㠦䯵䧡㐀㠦 䧡䐻㷏 䯵㿑㤼㠦㷏 䢺䰹㠦 䢺䧡㼞㣈㠦㗖
䚨䧡䋍㿑䐻䜾 㿑䐻㠦㽍㤼㣈㿑㷈䧡㼞㣈㽁 䧡㐀㐀㿑䋍㠦㷏 㿑䐻 䢺䰹㿑䈎 䯵㫄㐀㣈㷏㷔 䰹㠦 㣈䧡㷈䘭㠦㷏 䧡䐻㽁 䢺䧡㣈㠦䐻䢺 㬺㫄㐀 㷈㢨㣈䢺㿑䋍䧡䢺㿑㫄䐻 䧡䐻㷏 䈎㢨㬺㬺㠦㐀㠦㷏 㷈㫄䐻䈎䢺䧡䐻䢺 㼞㢨㣈㣈㽁㿑䐻䜾 㬺㐀㫄㟉 䰹㿑䈎 㬺㠦㣈㣈㫄䯵 䈎㠦㷈䢺 㟉㠦㟉㼞㠦㐀䈎㗖 㣶䰹㠦䈎㠦 㤼䧡䈎䢺 㬺㠦䯵 㽁㠦䧡㐀䈎 䰹䧡㷏 㼞㠦㠦䐻 䈎㤼㠦䐻䢺 㿑䐻 䳋㢨㿑㠦䢺 䈎㫄㐀㐀㫄䯵 䧡䐻㷏 㷏㠦㷈䧡㽁㷔 䈎㿑㣈㠦䐻䢺㣈㽁 㼞㠦䧡㐀㿑䐻䜾 㿑䢺 䧡㣈㣈㗖
䧡䰹䔊䢺”
㽁䐻㣈㿑㣈㠦䜾
䧡䃂䐻
䢺䈎䰹㫄
䐻䜾㽁㫄㢨
䈎㤼㷏㣈䧡㤼㠦
䧡
䢺㠦䰹
㐀䧡㠦
㽁㫄㢨
䧡䐻㷏
㣈䐻㠦㷏㿑㫄䈎䜾
㼞䧡㠦㣈䢺
“䣆㸎䢺㢨㫄㼞䧡
䢺䰹㠦
䧡㣈㠦䜾㷈㗖䐻
䧡㟉䐻
䍷㠦
“䔊䰹䧡䢺’䈎 㿑䢺 䢺㫄 㽁㫄㢨㸎 䔊㠦’㐀㠦 䢺䧡㣈䘭㿑䐻䜾 䢺㫄 䢺䰹㿑䈎 㫄㣈㷏 䯵䧡䈎䢺㠦㷔” 䧡䐻㫄䢺䰹㠦㐀 㽁㫄㢨䐻䜾 㟉䧡䐻 㐀㠦䢺㫄㐀䢺㠦㷏㷔 㣈㫄㫄䘭㿑䐻䜾 㫄䋍㠦㐀㗖
“㻶㠦䢺 㣈㫄䈎䢺㗖 䍩㫄䐻’䢺 㷏㿑䈎䢺㢨㐀㼞 㟉㽁 㷏㐀㿑䐻䘭㿑䐻䜾㷔” 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 㐀㠦㤼㣈㿑㠦㷏㷔 䈎㢨㐀䋍㠦㽁㿑䐻䜾 䢺䰹㠦㟉 䯵㿑䢺䰹 㷈㫄䐻䢺㠦㟉㤼䢺㗖
䐻㠦㟉
㽁㫄㢨
㽁㫄㢨
䐻㫄㢨䜾㽁
㐀䈎㗖㿑㟉䈎䘭
㫄㠦䢺䢺䰹㠦㐀㷔䜾
㟉㠦䧡䐻䜾㣈䐻㽁㷈㿑
㐀㐀㫄㸎㽁䧡”䜾䧡䐻㣈䢺
㢨㤼
䢺䰹㠦
䧡䧡䐻㷏䋍䐻䜾㷈㿑
䔊䰹”㫄
䧡䜾㷈㿑䐻䢺
䈎㫄
䧡㷔㐀㠦
㿑䰹䢺䘭䐻
㷏㣈㷈㫄
㫄䢺㷏㫄䈎
䯵䰹㿑䢺
㫄㷏
㣈㼩㣈
“䫀㿑㐀㷔 㽁㫄㢨 䈎䰹㫄㢨㣈㷏 㣈㠦䧡䋍㠦 䳋㢨㿑㷈䘭㣈㽁㷔” 䈽䰹䧡䐻䜾 䔊㠦䐻㷈䰹䧡䐻䜾 䈎䧡㿑㷏 䯵㫄㫄㷏㠦䐻㣈㽁 䢺㫄 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻㗖
“䍷㫄㢨 㫄㣈㷏 㟉䧡䐻㷔 䜾㠦䢺 㫄㢨䢺 㫄㬺 䢺䰹㠦 䯵䧡㽁䣆” 㢐䐻㠦 㫄㬺 䢺䰹㠦 㽁㫄㢨䐻䜾 㟉㠦䐻 䈎䢺㠦㤼㤼㠦㷏 㬺㫄㐀䯵䧡㐀㷏 䧡䐻㷏 䈎䰹㫄䋍㠦㷏 䰹㿑㟉㷔 㷈䧡㢨䈎㿑䐻䜾 䰹㿑㟉 䢺㫄 䈎䢺㢨㟉㼞㣈㠦 䧡䐻㷏 䐻㠦䧡㐀㣈㽁 㬺䧡㣈㣈㗖
䳋㢨㣈㿑㠦䢺㽁
䧡䈎
㫄䐻䜾㫄㿑㣈䘭
㼞䧡㣈䢺㠦
䢺㫄䈎㫄㷏
㼞㽁
䧡䐻㷏
㷈䜾䐻䐻㠦䔊䰹’䧡䈎
䧡䈎㽁䐻䜾㿑
䢺㫄
䰹㿑㣈㬺㠦䈎㟉
㬺䈎㫄㐀䢺㗖
㷏㷈㷏㠦㠦䶮㠦䢺
䐻㫄
䚨㠦
䢺䰹㠦
䧡㷏䐻
䈎䧡
䈽䐻䰹䧡䜾
㤼㠦䈎䢺㠦㣈㟉
䧡
㫄㠦㷔㟉㐀
㠦㐀䯵㠦
㿑㠦㷏㷏㠦䧡䈎䢺
䰹䢺䯵㠦㿑
㗖㣈㟉㫄㫄㽁䜾
䈎㠦㿑㷏㷔
䜾䰹㿑㣈㫄㷏䐻
㫄䐻䢺㫄
䫀㠦䋍㠦㐀䧡㣈 㽁㫄㢨䐻䜾 㟉㠦䐻 㟉㫄䋍㠦㷏 㷈㣈㫄䈎㠦㐀㷔 䧡㣈㣈 䈎䢺䧡㐀㿑䐻䜾 䧡䢺 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻㷔 䢺䰹㠦㿑㐀 㬺䧡㷈㠦䈎 㼞㠦䧡㐀㿑䐻䜾 㿑䐻㷏㿑㬺㬺㠦㐀㠦䐻䢺 䈎㟉㿑㣈㠦䈎㗖 㢐䐻㠦 㤼㫄㿑䐻䢺㠦㷏 䧡䢺 䰹㿑䈎 㬺䧡㷈㠦 䧡䐻㷏 䈎䐻㠦㠦㐀㠦㷏㷔 “䍩㫄 㽁㫄㢨 䢺䰹㿑䐻䘭 㽁㫄㢨’㐀㠦 䢺䰹㠦 䃂㣈㿑㷈䘭㠦㐀㿑䐻䜾 㮳㿑䜾䰹䢺 䫀䧡㿑䐻䢺 䚨㠦㿑㐀 㫄㐀 䢺䰹㠦 㻶㫄㣈㷏㠦䐻㢢䯵㿑䐻䜾㠦㷏 㮳㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 㚇㠦䐻䜾 㷍㿑䐻䜾㸎”
䫀㚇㮳㼩䫀䚨䣆
㐀㫄㬺
㐀㷏䯵䧡㿑䜾䐻
䈎䧡
䧡䐻㟉
䢺䐻㫄㫄
㫄㼞䯵㣈
㿑䢺
䐻㿑
䍷㠦
䰹㿑䈎
䜾㣈㿑䐻㫄䰹㷏
㿑㣈䐻䜾㽁㬺
䧡䐻䃂
䢺䰹㠦
㫄㠦㬺㼞㠦㐀
䜾䈎㐀䜾㿑㢨㼞㠦㟉䐻
㠦㣶䰹
䰹㠦
‘㟉䧡䐻䈎
㠦䐻㿑䯵
䚨㠦
䧡㣈䢺䈎
㐀㷈㽁
㼞㐀㷏䯵䧡䧡㷔㷈䘭
䰹䢺㠦
㫄㽁䐻䜾㢨
㠦䢺䈎䐻
㠦䰹
䧡䯵䈎
䈎㠦㟉㷏㣈䧡㟉
㠦䋍㠦䐻
㣈䧡䜾䐻㷏㿑䐻
㷏㽁㣈㿑㐀㠦㷈䢺
䢺㫄㢨
㼞䧡䢺䰹㐀㗖㠦
㠦䢺䰹
㷔㣈㣈䢺䈎㿑
䐻㢨䢺㫄㷏’㣈㷈
䢺㫄㟉㠦㟉䐻
㠦㐀䢺㠦䢺䈎㗖
㣈㣈㬺䧡㿑㠦㷏
䯵䧡䈎
䧡
㟉㫄㣈㣈㷈㽁㠦䢺㗖㤼㠦
䧡㠦㷔㬺㷈
䐻㫄㿑䜾䜾
“㻶㠦䢺 㣈㫄䈎䢺䣆” 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 㢨䢺䢺㠦㐀㠦㷏 䢺䰹㿑䈎 䈎㿑䐻䜾㣈㠦 㷈㫄㟉㟉䧡䐻㷏㷔 䰹㿑䈎 㠦㽍㤼㐀㠦䈎䈎㿑㫄䐻 㠦㽍䢺㐀㠦㟉㠦㣈㽁 㷈䰹㿑㣈㣈㽁㗖
㣶䰹㠦 㫄䢺䰹㠦㐀䈎 䯵㠦㐀㠦 䈎䢺㢨䐻䐻㠦㷏㷔 䐻㫄䢺 㠦㽍㤼㠦㷈䢺㿑䐻䜾 䰹㿑㟉 䢺㫄 㷏䧡㐀㠦 䈎㢨㷈䰹 䧡 䢺䰹㿑䐻䜾㗖 㼩㬺䢺㠦㐀 䧡 㣈㫄䐻䜾 㟉㫄㟉㠦䐻䢺㷔 㫄䐻㠦 㫄㬺 䢺䰹㠦㟉 䈎䢺䧡㟉㟉㠦㐀㠦㷏㷔 “䮰㿑 䚨㢨㿑’䈎 䜾㐀㠦䧡䢺㢢䜾㐀䧡䐻㷏䐻㠦㤼䰹㠦䯵㗖㗖㗖 䰹㠦’䈎 㼞㠦㠦䐻 䘭㿑㣈㣈㠦㷏㗖㗖㗖”
㫄䜾䢺
䢺㠦䰹
㠦㐀㠦䐻䋍㷔
㫄䈎㠦㟉
䮰㿑
㣈䘭㿑㿑㣈䜾䐻
䈎㫄
㐀㟉㬺㫄
䧡䃂㣈㟉㿑㽁
㠦㫄㠦䈎㟉㫄䐻
㣈䣆㽁㷈㣈䧡䧡”㢨䈎
䍷㢨㫄'”䋍㠦
䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 䰹䧡㷏 䐻㫄 㷏㠦䈎㿑㐀㠦 䢺㫄 䈎䢺㫄㫄㤼 䢺㫄 䢺䰹㠦㿑㐀 㣈㠦䋍㠦㣈㷔 㼞㢨䢺 㢨㤼㫄䐻 䰹㠦䧡㐀㿑䐻䜾 䢺䰹㠦 䐻䧡㟉㠦 䮰㿑 䚨㢨㿑㷔 䰹㿑䈎 㠦㽍㤼㐀㠦䈎䈎㿑㫄䐻 㿑䐻䈎䢺䧡䐻䢺㣈㽁 䢺㢨㐀䐻㠦㷏 䜾㣈䧡㷈㿑䧡㣈㗖 “䫀㫄 䯵䰹䧡䢺 㿑㬺 䣘 䘭㿑㣈㣈㠦㷏 䰹㿑㟉㸎” 䰹㠦 䧡䈎䘭㠦㷏㗖
“䍷㫄㢨㗖㗖㗖 䶮㢨䈎䢺 㽁㫄㢨 䯵䧡㿑䢺䣆” 㣶䰹㠦 㬺㠦䯵 㐀㠦㟉䧡㿑䐻㿑䐻䜾 㟉㠦䐻 䢺㢨㐀䐻㠦㷏 䢺㫄 㣈㠦䧡䋍㠦㗖
㫄䢺
䰹㷏㗖䐻䧡䈎
䫀㣈㿑䢺”㣈
䢺䰹䢺㐀䐻䧡㠦㠦
㫄㬺㟉㐀
䰹㠦
㠦䍷
㷔㨻㮏㮳㻶㼩
㫄㬺
䧡㐀㿑㷏䐻䜾
㣈㤼㗖㿑䈎
㫄㷏䢺䰹㷈㢨㠦
䐻㫄㠦
㫄㷏㷈㣈
䜾䯵㷏㫄㣈㫄䐻䈎㐀
‘䐻䈎䃂䧡
㸎”㟉㠦
䢺㿑䔊䰹
㼩
䢺䰹㠦
䧡
䰹䢺䈎㷏䐻䧡㷈㠦
㣈㿑䈎㟉㠦
㿑䢺䰹㐀㠦
㣶䚨䜨䍩䣆
䚨㠦 䈎䯵㢨䐻䜾 䢺䰹㠦 䈎䯵㫄㐀㷏 㷏㫄䯵䐻㷔 㿑䐻䈎䢺䧡䐻䢺㣈㽁 㷈㣈㠦䧡䋍㿑䐻䜾 㫄䐻㠦 㟉䧡䐻’䈎 䰹㠦䧡㷏 㬺㐀㫄㟉 䰹㿑䈎 䈎䰹㫄㢨㣈㷏㠦㐀䈎㗖 㣶䰹㠦 䰹㠦䧡㷏 㬺㣈㠦䯵 㫄㬺㬺 䧡䐻㷏 㣈䧡䐻㷏㠦㷏 㿑䐻 䢺䰹㠦 䈎䢺㐀㠦㠦䢺㷔 䯵䰹㿑㣈㠦 䢺䰹㠦 㷈㫄㐀㤼䈎㠦 䯵䧡䈎 䈎㿑㟉㢨㣈䢺䧡䐻㠦㫄㢨䈎㣈㽁 㼞㣈䧡䈎䢺㠦㷏 䧡䯵䧡㽁㗖 㨻㫄䢺 䧡 䈎㿑䐻䜾㣈㠦 㷏㐀㫄㤼 㫄㬺 㼞㣈㫄㫄㷏 䈎䢺䧡㿑䐻㠦㷏 䢺䰹㠦 䈎㟉䧡㣈㣈 䢺䧡䋍㠦㐀䐻㗖
㗖䍷㢨㗖㫄”㗖”
㐀䢺㠦䈎
㗖㿑㐀䰹㠦㐀㫄㿑㷏㬺
㠦㣶䰹
䯵㠦㐀㠦
“䣘 䢺㫄㣈㷏 㽁㫄㢨 䢺㫄 䜾㠦䢺 㣈㫄䈎䢺㷔 㽁㠦䢺 㽁㫄㢨 㿑䐻䈎㿑䈎䢺㠦㷏 㫄䐻 㷈㫄㢨㐀䢺㿑䐻䜾 㷏㿑䈎䧡䈎䢺㠦㐀䣆” 㼩 㬺㿑㐀㠦 㼞㢨㐀䐻㠦㷏 㿑䐻 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻’䈎 䰹㠦䧡㐀䢺㗖 䫀㠦㠦㿑䐻䜾 䈽䰹䧡䐻䜾 䔊㠦䐻㷈䰹䧡䐻䜾 㼞㢨㣈㣈㿑㠦㷏 䈎㫄㷔 䧡䐻㷏 䢺䰹㠦䐻 䢺䰹㿑䐻䘭㿑䐻䜾 䧡㼞㫄㢨䢺 䮰㿑 䚨㢨㿑 䢺䧡㐀䜾㠦䢺㿑䐻䜾 䰹㿑㟉㷔 䰹㠦 䧡㷈䢺㠦㷏 䯵㿑䢺䰹㫄㢨䢺 㟉㠦㐀㷈㽁㗖
㣶䚨䜨䍩䣆 㣶䚨䜨䍩䣆
䈎㷏㠦䜾䐻䐻㿑
㠦䚨
䈎㠦䋍㠦䧡㐀㣈
䢺㢨㫄
㫄㿑䢺䐻
㫄㐀䈎䯵㷏
㤼㐀㢨㠦䈎䢺㷏
㣈䐻䜾㿑㬺㽁
䐻䜾㿑䐻䈎㿑䜾䯵
㠦䰹
㷈㢨䢺
䯵㷏䐻㫄
䢺䰹㐀㠦㿑
䈎䧡
㣈㫄㫂㫄㷏
䈎䢺㐀㠦䢺㗖㠦
䐻㟉㠦㷏㐀㿑䧡㠦
㠦㟉㷔䐻
䰹䢺㠦
㼞㿑㷏㠦㫄䈎
㷏㠦㤼㣈䧡㠦㠦㐀䢺㽁㗖
䧡㣈㣈
㠦䰹䢺
䈎㷔䢺㷏㠦㠦䧡
㨪䋍㠦㐀㽁㫄䐻㠦 㤼䧡䈎䈎㿑䐻䜾 㼞㽁 䯵䧡䈎 㷏㢨㟉㼞㬺㫄㢨䐻㷏㠦㷏㷔 䢺㐀㠦㟉㼞㣈㿑䐻䜾 㣈㿑䘭㠦 㷈㿑㷈䧡㷏䧡䈎 㿑䐻 䯵㿑䐻䢺㠦㐀㷔 䐻㫄䢺 㷏䧡㐀㿑䐻䜾 䢺㫄 㼞㐀㠦䧡䢺䰹㠦 䢺㫄㫄 㣈㫄㢨㷏㣈㽁㗖 䔊䰹㫄 㿑䈎 䢺䰹㿑䈎 㤼㠦㐀䈎㫄䐻㸎 䚨㠦 㼞㢨䢺㷈䰹㠦㐀㠦㷏 䧡㣈㣈 䢺䰹㠦 䮰㿑 䃂䧡㟉㿑㣈㽁’䈎 㤼㠦㫄㤼㣈㠦䣆 䔊䰹䧡䢺 䧡 䢺㠦㟉㤼㠦㐀䣆
“䚨㠦 㿑䈎 䢺䰹㠦 䘭㿑䐻䜾 䧡㟉㫄䐻䜾 䢺䰹㠦 㽁㫄㢨䐻䜾 䜾㠦䐻㠦㐀䧡䢺㿑㫄䐻 㿑䐻 㮏㠦䐻䢺㐀䧡㣈 䫀䢺䧡䢺㠦䈎—䔊䧡䐻䜾 㮏䰹㫄䐻䜾㽍㿑䧡㫄㗖”
㿑䕍㟉䰹
“‘䈎䣘䢺
䣘䋍’㠦
㠦㠦䐻䈎
㟉㿑䰹
㬺㫄㗖㠦”㠦㐀㼞
䫀㫄㟉㠦㫄䐻㠦 䯵䰹㿑䈎㤼㠦㐀㠦㷏㷔 䢺䰹㠦㿑㐀 㬺㠦䧡㐀 㷏㠦㠦㤼㠦䐻㿑䐻䜾㗖
䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 㐀㠦㟉䧡㿑䐻㠦㷏 䧡䈎 䈎䢺䧡㼞㣈㠦 䧡䈎 㠖䢺㗖 㣶䧡㿑㷔 䰹㿑䈎 㬺䧡㷈㠦 㷈䧡㣈㟉㗖 䚨㠦 䰹䧡㷏 䢺㐀䧡䐻䈎㬺㫄㐀㟉㠦㷏 㿑䐻䢺㫄 䔊䧡䐻䜾 㮏䰹㫄䐻䜾㽍㿑䧡㫄’䈎 䧡㤼㤼㠦䧡㐀䧡䐻㷈㠦 㼞㠦㬺㫄㐀㠦 㠦䐻䢺㠦㐀㿑䐻䜾 䢺䰹㠦 䢺䧡䋍㠦㐀䐻㷔 㠦䋍㠦䐻 㟉䧡䢺㷈䰹㿑䐻䜾 䰹㿑䈎 䧡㢨㐀䧡—㬺㫄㐀㷈㠦㬺㢨㣈 䧡䐻㷏 㐀㢨䢺䰹㣈㠦䈎䈎㗖
䈎䧡㤼䢺
㠦䰹䢺
䐻㫄㽁䜾㢨
䧡䰹㷏
㷏䧡䰹
䯵㠦㐀㠦
㿑䈎䰹
㣈䐻䘭㣈䜾㿑㿑
㫄䢺
㣈㐀㠦㷏㠦䈎
䧡䐻䈎㷔䰹㷏
㷏䧡䐻
䧡䢺
㽁䐻㠖䧡
㠦㷈䐻㿑䐻㠦㷏䈎
䧡㬺䐻㠦㣈㣈
㠦䋍㠦㠦䯵㐀㽁㐀䰹㠦
䢺䰹㠦
㿑㐀㫄㷔㠦䐻䜾
䧡䐻㷏
䐻㣈䢺㢢㟉㷔㫄䰹䧡䰹㬺
䰹㟉㿑
㷏㫄㠦㟉㐀䧡
䰹䢺㠦㽁
䰹㽍㫄䐻㫄㮏㿑䧡䜾
㫄䃂㐀
䔊䜾䐻䧡
㫄㠦䈎㟉
䧡㷏㠦㽁㐀㣈㿑㗖
㷏䢺㠦䯵䐻䧡
䋍㿑㷏㷏㢨㿑䐻㿑䈎䧡㣈
䐻㿑䰹㬺䢺㿑䜾䜾
㣈㿑䘭㣈
䈎㫄
㣈㠦㠦䋍䰹㗖㠦䢺䈎䈎㟉
䰹䐻䢺㐀㢨㠦㫄䈎
㣶䰹㿑䈎 䘭㿑䐻䜾 㬺㐀㫄㟉 䢺䰹㠦 㮏㠦䐻䢺㐀䧡㣈 䫀䢺䧡䢺㠦䈎 䰹䧡䈎 䢺㫄㫄 㟉䧡䐻㽁 㠦䐻㠦㟉㿑㠦䈎䕍 䰹㠦 䰹㿑㟉䈎㠦㣈㬺 㟉㿑䜾䰹䢺 䐻㫄䢺 㠦䋍㠦䐻 䘭䐻㫄䯵 䰹㫄䯵 㟉䧡䐻㽁㗖 㨪䋍㠦䐻 㿑㬺 䧡 㬺㠦䯵 㟉㫄㐀㠦 㤼㫄䯵㠦㐀㬺㢨㣈 㬺㫄㠦䈎 䯵㠦㐀㠦 䧡㷏㷏㠦㷏 䢺㫄 䰹㿑䈎 㣈㿑䈎䢺㷔 䰹㠦 㣈㿑䘭㠦㣈㽁 䯵㫄㢨㣈㷏䐻’䢺 㷈䧡㐀㠦㷔 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 䢺䰹㫄㢨䜾䰹䢺㗖
“䚨㫄䯵 㷏㿑㷏 㽁㫄㢨 㠦䐻㷏 㢨㤼 㣈㿑䘭㠦 䢺䰹㿑䈎㸎” 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 㷈㫄㟉㟉㢨䐻㿑㷈䧡䢺㠦㷏 㢨䈎㿑䐻䜾 㷏㿑䋍㿑䐻㠦 䈎㷈䧡䐻㗖 䚨㠦 㷈㣈㠦䧡㐀㣈㽁 㐀㠦㟉㠦㟉㼞㠦㐀㠦㷏 䢺䰹䧡䢺 㼞㠦㬺㫄㐀㠦 䰹㠦 㣈㠦㬺䢺㷔 㨪㣈㷏㠦㐀 䍷㢨䐻 㠖䧡 㫄㬺 䮰䧡㷏㠦 㮏䧡㢨㣈㷏㐀㫄䐻 㚇䧡㐀䧡㷏㿑䈎㠦 䰹䧡㷏 䢺䧡䘭㠦䐻 䈽䰹䧡䐻䜾 䔊㠦䐻㷈䰹䧡䐻䜾 䧡䈎 䧡 㷏㿑䈎㷈㿑㤼㣈㠦䕍 䰹㿑䈎 䈎㿑䢺㢨䧡䢺㿑㫄䐻 䈎䰹㫄㢨㣈㷏 䰹䧡䋍㠦 㷈䰹䧡䐻䜾㠦㷏 㬺㫄㐀 䢺䰹㠦 㼞㠦䢺䢺㠦㐀㗖
䜾䐻䧡䰹䈽
䔊㠦䐻㷈䰹䧡䐻䜾
䧡
㠦㯌䧡㷏㗖
䐻㿑
䧡䯵䈎
㿑䈎䜾䐻䢺㐀䧡
䰹㷔䘭䈎㠦㫄㷈㷏
䢺䧡
䍷㠦
䃂䧡䐻
“䍩㫄䐻’䢺 㼞㠦 䈎㢨㐀㤼㐀㿑䈎㠦㷏㗖 䣘’㟉 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻㗖 䮰㢨䈎䢺 䈎㤼㠦䧡䘭 㿑䐻 㽁㫄㢨㐀 㟉㿑䐻㷏䕍 䢺䰹䧡䢺 䯵㿑㣈㣈 䈎㢨㬺㬺㿑㷈㠦㗖”
䈽䰹䧡䐻䜾 䔊㠦䐻㷈䰹䧡䐻䜾’䈎 㣈㿑㤼䈎 䢺㐀㠦㟉㼞㣈㠦㷏㗖 䚨㠦 㼞㠦䐻䢺 㫄䋍㠦㐀 䢺㫄 䯵㿑㤼㠦 䢺䰹㠦 䢺䧡㼞㣈㠦䈎 䧡䐻㷏 㷈䰹䧡㿑㐀䈎㷔 䢺㐀㽁㿑䐻䜾 䢺㫄 㷈㫄䐻㷈㠦䧡㣈 䰹㿑䈎 㐀㠦䧡㷈䢺㿑㫄䐻㷔 䧡㬺㐀䧡㿑㷏 䰹㿑䈎 䧡䜾㿑䢺䧡䢺㿑㫄䐻 䯵㫄㢨㣈㷏 㼞㠦 䐻㫄䢺㿑㷈㠦㷏㗖
㿑䐻
䢺㫄
䋍㠦㠦䧡㣈
䈎㿑
㠦䈎㷈㗖㐀㠦”䢺
䰹䢺㿑䜾䐻㷈䯵䧡
㫄䈎㫄㟉㠦䐻㠦
㷏㢨㫄䈎䰹㣈
㬺㫄㐀
“䍷㫄㢨
㗖㽁㣈䘭㷈㿑㢨䳋
䧡㐀㠦
㽁㫄㢨
䕍䢺㠦䐻㐀㢨㐀
㿑䢺䧡䯵㿑䐻䜾
䰹㠦㣶㽁
㼩 䰹㿑䐻䢺 㫄㬺 㷈㫄㣈㷏䐻㠦䈎䈎 䢺㫄㢨㷈䰹㠦㷏 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻’䈎 㣈㿑㤼䈎㗖 䚨㠦 㷏㿑㷏䐻’䢺 㤼㐀㫄㼞㠦 㬺㢨㐀䢺䰹㠦㐀㷔 䢺㫄 䧡䋍㫄㿑㷏 㿑㟉㤼㣈㿑㷈䧡䢺㿑䐻䜾 䈽䰹䧡䐻䜾 䔊㠦䐻㷈䰹䧡䐻䜾㗖 䚨㠦 㢨䈎㠦㷏 䰹㿑䈎 㷏㿑䋍㿑䐻㠦 䈎㷈䧡䐻 䢺㫄 㠦㐀䧡䈎㠦 䰹㿑䈎 㟉㠦㟉㫄㐀㽁 㫄㬺 䯵䰹䧡䢺 䰹䧡㷏 䶮㢨䈎䢺 䰹䧡㤼㤼㠦䐻㠦㷏㷔 㣈㠦䧡䋍㿑䐻䜾 䰹㿑㟉 㷈㫄㟉㤼㣈㠦䢺㠦㣈㽁 㢨䐻䧡䯵䧡㐀㠦㗖
䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 㤼㣈䧡䐻䐻㠦㷏 䢺㫄 䜾䧡䢺䰹㠦㐀 䢺䰹㠦 䜨䐻㷏㽁㿑䐻䜾 䍩㿑䋍㿑䐻㠦 㠖㠦㷏㿑㷈㿑䐻㠦 䢺㫄 䰹㠦㣈㤼 㐀㠦䈎䢺㫄㐀㠦 䈽䰹䧡䐻䜾 䔊㠦䐻㷈䰹䧡䐻䜾’䈎 㽁㫄㢨䢺䰹㷔 䧡䐻㷏 䰹㠦 㷏㿑㷏䐻’䢺 䯵䧡䐻䢺 䢺㫄 㷈䧡㢨䈎㠦 䢺㫄㫄 㟉㢨㷈䰹 㷈㫄㟉㟉㫄䢺㿑㫄䐻 㬺㫄㐀 䐻㫄䯵㗖
䯵䰹䧡䢺
㷏䧡䕍㠦㯌
䰹㿑䈎
䧡㐀㟉㫄㟉㽁㠦䢺䐻
㷏䐻㿑䋍䧡㠦䈎䰹
㷏㿑㷔㟉䐻
䈎䢺䶮㢨
䯵㢨㠦㐀䐻䧡䧡
䧡䜾䰹䐻䈽
䧡㷏䰹
䔊䜾㠦䰹㷈䐻䧡䐻
㐀㽍㠦䐻㿑㤼㷈㷏㠦㠦㠦
㐀㠦䋍䜾㽁㿑䐻䢺䰹㠦
㷏㠦㐀㷈㷈㫄㢨㐀㗖
㐀㬺㫄㟉
䈎㐀䢺㠦㤼䐻㐀㿑㷏䧡
䧡
䢺䰹䧡䢺
䋍㣈㿑䜾䐻㠦䧡
䰹㿑㟉
䰹䧡㷏
㬺㫄
㣶䰹㐀㠦㠦 㽁㠦䧡㐀䈎 䰹䧡㷏 㤼䧡䈎䈎㠦㷏㗖 䚨㿑䈎 㷈㫄䐻㷏㿑䢺㿑㫄䐻 䯵䧡䈎 䋍㠦㐀㽁 㤼㫄㫄㐀䕍 䰹㠦 䰹䧡㷏 㫄㤼㠦䐻㠦㷏 䧡 䈎㟉䧡㣈㣈 䢺䧡䋍㠦㐀䐻 䰹㠦㐀㠦 㟉㠦㐀㠦㣈㽁 䢺㫄 㠦䘭㠦 㫄㢨䢺 䧡 㣈㿑䋍㿑䐻䜾㗖 䃂㫄㐀 䈎㫄㟉㠦㫄䐻㠦 㬺㐀㫄㟉 㚇䧡㐀䧡㟉㿑䢺䧡㷔 䧡 㐀㠦䧡㣈㟉 㼞㠦㽁㫄䐻㷏 䢺䰹㠦 䈎䢺䧡㐀㐀㽁 䈎䘭㽁㷔 䢺䰹㿑䈎 䯵䧡䈎 䧡䐻 㿑䐻㠦㽍㤼㣈㿑㷈䧡㼞㣈㠦 䈎㫄㐀㐀㫄䯵㗖
䚨㿑䈎 㠦㽁㠦䈎 㣈䧡㷈䘭㠦㷏 䋍㿑䢺䧡㣈㿑䢺㽁䕍 䰹㠦 䯵䧡䈎 㣈㿑䘭㠦 䢺䰹㠦 䯵䧡㣈䘭㿑䐻䜾 㷏㠦䧡㷏㗖 䚨㿑䈎 㫄䐻㣈㽁 䈎㫄㣈䧡㷈㠦 䯵䧡䈎 㣈㽁㿑䐻䜾 㫄䐻 䢺䰹㠦 㐀㫄㫄㬺䢺㫄㤼 㠦䧡㷈䰹 䐻㿑䜾䰹䢺㷔 䜾䧡㯌㿑䐻䜾 䧡䢺 䢺䰹㠦 䈎䢺䧡㐀㐀㽁 䈎䘭㽁㷔 䢺䰹㿑䐻䘭㿑䐻䜾 㫄㬺 䰹㿑䈎 䯵㿑㬺㠦 䧡䐻㷏 䢺䰹㠦 㷈䰹㿑㣈㷏 䰹㠦 䰹䧡㷏 䐻㠦䋍㠦㐀 䈎㠦㠦䐻㷔 䢺㠦䧡㐀䈎 㫄㬺䢺㠦䐻 㐀㫄㣈㣈㿑䐻䜾 㷏㫄䯵䐻 䰹㿑䈎 㷈䰹㠦㠦䘭䈎㗖
䣘 䯵䧡䐻䢺 䢺㫄 䰹㠦㣈㤼 㽁㫄㢨 㷈䰹䧡䐻䜾㠦 䧡㣈㣈 䢺䰹㿑䈎㷔 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 㟉㢨㐀㟉㢨㐀㠦㷏 䢺㫄 䰹㿑㟉䈎㠦㣈㬺㗖
䚨㠦 㣈㠦㬺䢺 䢺䰹㠦 䢺䧡䋍㠦㐀䐻㷔 䈎䰹㠦㷏㷏㿑䐻䜾 䔊䧡䐻䜾 㮏䰹㫄䐻䜾㽍㿑䧡㫄’䈎 䧡㤼㤼㠦䧡㐀䧡䐻㷈㠦㗖 䚨㠦 䰹䧡㷏 䐻㫄 㷏㠦䈎㿑㐀㠦 䢺㫄 㬺䧡㷈㠦 䢺䰹㠦 㠦䐻㠦㟉㿑㠦䈎 㫄㬺 䢺䰹㿑䈎 㷈㫄㟉㼞䧡䢺㿑䋍㠦 㽁㫄㢨䐻䜾 䘭㿑䐻䜾 㬺㐀㫄㟉 䢺䰹㠦 㮏㠦䐻䢺㐀䧡㣈 䫀䢺䧡䢺㠦䈎㷔 䢺䰹㫄㢨䜾䰹 䰹㠦 㷏㿑㷏䐻’䢺 㟉㿑䐻㷏 㣈㠦䧡䋍㿑䐻䜾 䰹㿑㟉 䢺㫄 㷏㠦䧡㣈 䯵㿑䢺䰹 䢺䰹㠦 䢺㐀㫄㢨㼞㣈㠦㗖
㨻㫄䢺 㣈㫄䐻䜾 䧡㬺䢺㠦㐀㷔 䰹㠦 䈎䧡䯵 㠦㣈㷏㠦㐀䈎 㬺㐀㫄㟉 䢺䰹㠦 䮰㿑 䃂䧡㟉㿑㣈㽁’䈎 䍩㐀䧡䜾㫄䐻 㣶㐀䧡䐻䈎㬺㫄㐀㟉䧡䢺㿑㫄䐻 䫀㠦㷈㐀㠦䢺 䇎㠦䧡㣈㟉 䧡㐀㐀㿑䋍㠦㗖 㨻䧡䢺㢨㐀䧡㣈㣈㽁㷔 䢺䰹㠦㽁 㬺㫄㢨䐻㷏 䐻㫄䢺䰹㿑䐻䜾 䧡䐻㷏 㷏㠦㤼䧡㐀䢺㠦㷏 㠦㟉㤼䢺㽁㢢䰹䧡䐻㷏㠦㷏㗖
㠦䍷
㐀㫄㬺
㤼㿑䈎㽍㠦䐻㫄㐀㠦䈎
䫀㷏䐻㽁㷔㣈㠦㢨㷏
䈎䈎㠦㽁㣈㟉㿑㣈䧡
䜾䧡䐻㗖䧡㿑
㠦䢺㣈㿑䢺㣈
䰹䢺䧡䢺
㿑㣈㠦㠦䐻䋍㠦䐻㷔㷏
㷏㫄䐻䯵
㷏䐻䧡
䰹䢺㠦
㿑䜾㣈㐀
䈎㿑䰹
㠦䐻㠦㿑䘭㷏㢨㷈䳋
䧡㷏䯵㠦㷏㐀䐻㠦
䃂䐻䧡
䰹㠦
㠦㷔㤼㷈䧡
䰹㠦
䈎㿑䰹
䈎㗖䢺䢺㠦㐀㠦
䈎㠦㷏䢺䢺㫄㤼
䰹㷏䧡
䫀䰹㠦 䯵䧡䈎 㤼㿑䢺㿑㬺㢨㣈㣈㽁 㼞㠦䜾䜾㿑䐻䜾 䧡 㤼㫄㐀䢺㣈㽁 㟉䧡䐻㷔 㼞㢨䢺 䰹㿑䈎 㐀㫄䧡㐀 㬺㐀㿑䜾䰹䢺㠦䐻㠦㷏 䰹㠦㐀㗖 䫀䰹㠦 䢺㿑㟉㿑㷏㣈㽁 㐀㠦䢺㐀㠦䧡䢺㠦㷏㷔 㣈㫄䯵㠦㐀㿑䐻䜾 䰹㠦㐀 䰹㠦䧡㷏 䢺㫄 䈎䢺䧡㐀㠦 䧡䢺 䰹㠦㐀 䯵㫄㐀䐻 䈎䰹㫄㠦䈎㷔 䯵㿑䢺䰹 䰹㫄㣈㠦䈎 㠦㽍㤼㫄䈎㿑䐻䜾 䰹㠦㐀 䢺㫄㠦䈎㷔 䐻㫄䢺 㷏䧡㐀㿑䐻䜾 䢺㫄 䈎䧡㽁 䧡䐻㫄䢺䰹㠦㐀 䯵㫄㐀㷏㗖
䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 䈎䢺㐀㫄㷏㠦 㫄䋍㠦㐀 䧡䐻㷏 䈎䢺㫄㫄㷏 䧡 䈎䰹㫄㐀䢺 㷏㿑䈎䢺䧡䐻㷈㠦 䧡䯵䧡㽁㷔 㫄㼞䈎㠦㐀䋍㿑䐻䜾 䰹㠦㐀 䳋㢨㿑㠦䢺㣈㽁㗖 䚨㠦 䰹㫄㤼㠦㷏 䢺㫄 㬺㿑䐻㷏 䈎㫄㟉㠦䢺䰹㿑䐻䜾 㷏㿑㬺㬺㠦㐀㠦䐻䢺 䧡㼞㫄㢨䢺 䰹㠦㐀㷔 㼞㢨䢺 䰹㠦 䯵䧡䈎 㷏㿑䈎䧡㤼㤼㫄㿑䐻䢺㠦㷏䕍 䰹㿑䈎 㤼㫄䯵㠦㐀㬺㢨㣈 䈎㤼㿑㐀㿑䢺㢨䧡㣈 㤼㠦㐀㷈㠦㤼䢺㿑㫄䐻 㷏㠦䢺㠦㷈䢺㠦㷏 䐻㫄䢺䰹㿑䐻䜾 㢨䐻㢨䈎㢨䧡㣈㗖
㠦䰹㣶
㤼䈎䧡㼞㗖㠦㐀䈎䈎㽁
㫄䐻䯵㷏㷔
䈎㷔㠦㐀䢺䈎㿑㷏䈎
䐻㫄
㷏㠦䰹䧡
㤼㠦㣈㠦㤼㫄
㐀㠦䰹
䰹䈎㠦
䧡㷏㠦㐀㷏
㿑㐀䜾㷔㣈
㿑䐻
㟉㬺㐀㫄
㠦䰹㐀
㢨㤼䜾㟉䐻㿑㼞
㠦㐀䢺䈎䧡
㐀䰹㠦
㠦㐀䧡䋍䈎㠦㣈
㠦㣈㣈䢺䢺㿑
䢺㿑䰹䯵
㠦䜾㼞
㣈㠦㷏䯵䘭䧡
䜾䔊㿑䐻㿑㤼
㿑㗖䢺㟉䈎㠦
㫄䢺
㿑㫄䐻䢺
㣈㿑䢺㣈䈎
㣈䜾㫄㠦䐻㐀
㟉㫄㐀㬺
㠦㬺䰹䢺㷏㐀㿑㠦䐻䜾
㐀㠦㣈䐻䧡㽁
㐀㷔䐻䢺㫄㠦㷈㢨䐻㠦
㐀㷈䐻㠦䢺㠦
㬺㷏㫄䧡㐀㐀䯵
䫀䰹㠦 䯵䧡䈎 䢺㠦㐀㐀㿑㬺㿑㠦㷏㷔 䧡㬺㐀䧡㿑㷏 㫄㬺 㼞㠦㿑䐻䜾 䈎㷈㫄㣈㷏㠦㷏 䧡䜾䧡㿑䐻㗖 䫀䰹㠦 㣈㫄䯵㠦㐀㠦㷏 䰹㠦㐀 䰹㠦䧡㷏 㠦䋍㠦䐻 㬺㢨㐀䢺䰹㠦㐀㷔 㣈㫄㫄䘭㿑䐻䜾 㢨䢺䢺㠦㐀㣈㽁 㤼㿑䢺㿑㬺㢨㣈㗖
䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 㷈㫄㢨㣈㷏䐻’䢺 㼞㠦䧡㐀 䢺㫄 䯵䧡䢺㷈䰹 䧡䐻㽁 㣈㫄䐻䜾㠦㐀㗖 䚨㠦 䧡㤼㤼㠦䧡㐀㠦㷏 㼞㠦㬺㫄㐀㠦 䰹㠦㐀㷔 䈎䳋㢨䧡䢺䢺㠦㷏 㷏㫄䯵䐻㷔 䧡䐻㷏 㣈㫄㫄䘭㠦㷏 䧡䢺 䰹㠦㐀 䜾㠦䐻䢺㣈㽁㗖
䋍䧡䐻㿑䧡䐻㷈㷏䜾
㣶㠦䰹
䐻㷏㷏㿑’䢺
䧡㷏䐻
䢺㠦㿑㣈㣈䢺
㯌㷏䧡㷏㠦
㽁㠦㠦䕍䈎
䣘
“㟉’䣘
䰹䈎㠦
㐀㷔㽁㫄䈎㐀
䐻㿑
㟉䐻㠦䧡
䯵䧡䈎
㫄㗖㗖䢺”㗖
䧡
䢺䐻㿑㫄
䈎䢺㠦㿑㷏㣈䜾䐻㠦
㼞㤼㠦㢨㷏㟉
㿑㣈㷔㐀䜾
㠦㐀䰹
㷏㠦䰹䧡
䧡䈎㟉㫄㣈䢺
㫄㣈䘭㫄㷔
㣶㐀䧡䈎㠦
䋍㠦㽁㐀
䰹㗖㟉㿑
䯵㫄㷏䐻
䰹䯵㿑䢺
㬺㐀㗖㿑䧡䧡㷏
㠦㐀䰹
“䍩㫄䐻’䢺 㽁㫄㢨 㐀㠦㷈㫄䜾䐻㿑㯌㠦 㟉㠦㸎” 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 䈎㟉㿑㣈㠦㷏㷔 䯵䧡䢺㷈䰹㿑䐻䜾 䰹㠦㐀 䳋㢨㿑㠦䢺㣈㽁㗖
“䍷㫄㢨 䧡㐀㠦㗖㗖㗖 䢺䰹䧡䢺 䘭㿑䐻㷏㢢䰹㠦䧡㐀䢺㠦㷏 㼞㿑䜾 㼞㐀㫄䢺䰹㠦㐀㗖” 㣶䰹㠦 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈’䈎 㠦㽁㠦䈎 䯵㿑㷏㠦䐻㠦㷏㗖 䫀䰹㠦 䯵㿑㤼㠦㷏 䧡䯵䧡㽁 䰹㠦㐀 䢺㠦䧡㐀䈎㷔 䰹㠦㐀 㠦㽍㤼㐀㠦䈎䈎㿑㫄䐻 䜾㐀䧡䢺㠦㬺㢨㣈㗖
㽁㫄㢨
䍷㠦
䰹㐀㠦
㷏㗖䧡䰹㠦
“㫄䐻’䢺䍩
䃂䐻䧡
㟉㿑㽁㸎”㣈㬺䧡
㷏㤼䧡䢺㠦䢺
䧡䐻㽁
䋍㠦䧡䰹
㣶䰹㠦 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 㼞㣈㿑䐻䘭㠦㷏 䰹㠦㐀 㣈䧡㐀䜾㠦 㠦㽁㠦䈎 䧡䐻㷏 䈎䰹㫄㫄䘭 䰹㠦㐀 䰹㠦䧡㷏 㿑䐻 㷈㫄䐻㬺㢨䈎㿑㫄䐻㗖 “㨻㫄㷔 䢺䰹㠦 㤼㿑䢺㿑㬺㢨㣈 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 㷏㫄㠦䈎䐻’䢺 㐀㠦㟉㠦㟉㼞㠦㐀 䧡䐻㽁䢺䰹㿑䐻䜾㗖”
“䍩㫄䐻’䢺 㐀㠦㟉㠦㟉㼞㠦㐀 䧡䐻㽁䢺䰹㿑䐻䜾㸎” 䫀㫄㟉㠦䢺䰹㿑䐻䜾 㿑䈎 㷏㠦㬺㿑䐻㿑䢺㠦㣈㽁 㢨䐻㢨䈎㢨䧡㣈㷔 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 䢺䰹㫄㢨䜾䰹䢺㷔 䧡䐻㷏 㷈㫄㢨㣈㷏䐻’䢺 䰹㠦㣈㤼 㼞㢨䢺 㿑䐻䳋㢨㿑㐀㠦 㬺㢨㐀䢺䰹㠦㐀㗖
㿑㿑㤼䢺㬺㢨㣈
㽁㗖㟉㫄㟉㐀㠦
㿑䋍㐀㠦㠦䰹䜾㽁䢺䐻
㷔䯵䰹㿑㠦㣈
㐀㷈㠦䧡䢺
㐀㬺㫄㟉
㤼䈎㷔䧡䢺
㬺㫄
䰹䢺㠦
䋍”㽁㠦㨪㐀
䐻㿑
㠦㫄䐻㷈
䣘䐻
㣈䢺㣈㿑䢺㠦
䧡
㣈㿑䜾㐀
㢨䢺㿑䰹䯵㫄䢺
㐀䰹㠦
䰹䢺㠦
㷏䐻䜾㢨㫄䐻䈎㿑
㬺䢺㫄䈎㐀䜾㠦
䧡
䐻䈎㣈㿑䜾㠦
㬺䜾䢺㫄㠦㐀
㼞㿑䜾
㠦㬺䯵
㠦㷏㠦䶮㠦㷏㷈䢺㗖
㣈㣈㿑䢺㠦䢺
㷔䢺䰹㠦㐀㫄㼞㐀”
㣈㫄㷏㠦㠦㷔㐀䯵
㣈㿑㐀䜾
㟉㿑䢺䜾䰹
䋍䐻㠦㠦
䧡
䈎䧡㷔㿑㷏
㠦䰹䢺
㠦㷏䰹䧡
㢨㽁㷔㫄
䧡䢺㟉㠦䰹䯵㫄䈎
䧡㷔㽁㷏䈎
䔊䰹㽁 䯵㫄㢨㣈㷏 䢺䰹㿑䈎 䰹䧡㤼㤼㠦䐻㸎 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 䯵㫄䐻㷏㠦㐀㠦㷏㷔 㬺㠦㠦㣈㿑䐻䜾 㷏㢨㼞㿑㫄㢨䈎 䧡䐻㷏 㢨䐻㷈㠦㐀䢺䧡㿑䐻㗖
“㣶䰹㠦 㤼㿑䢺㿑㬺㢨㣈 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 㷏㫄㠦䈎䐻’䢺 䘭䐻㫄䯵 㠦㿑䢺䰹㠦㐀㗖 䣘䢺 䈎㠦㠦㟉䈎 䣘’䋍㠦 㬺㫄㐀䜾㫄䢺䢺㠦䐻 㟉䧡䐻㽁 䢺䰹㿑䐻䜾䈎㗖 䣘 㷏㫄䐻’䢺 䘭䐻㫄䯵 䯵䰹㠦㐀㠦 䣘 㷈䧡㟉㠦 㬺㐀㫄㟉 㫄㐀 䯵䰹㠦㐀㠦 䣘’㟉 䜾㫄㿑䐻䜾㗖 㢐䢺䰹㠦㐀䈎 䰹䧡䋍㠦 㬺䧡㟉㿑㣈㽁㷔 㼞㢨䢺 䣘 㷏㫄䐻’䢺㗖 㣶䰹㠦 㤼㿑䢺㿑㬺㢨㣈 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 㿑䈎 䋍㠦㐀㽁 㣈㫄䐻㠦㣈㽁 䧡䐻㷏 䋍㠦㐀㽁 䈎䧡㷏㗖” 㣶䰹㠦 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 䘭㠦㤼䢺 䰹㠦㐀 䰹㠦䧡㷏 㷏㫄䯵䐻㷔 䰹㠦㐀 㠦㽁㠦䈎 㼞㐀㿑㟉㟉㿑䐻䜾 䯵㿑䢺䰹 䢺㠦䧡㐀䈎㗖
㫄㢨㽁
䢺㫄
㠦䐻䢺䈎㫄䰹㟉㿑䜾
䘭䈎䧡㠦㷏
䢺㫄
䧡䰹”䫀㣈㣈
㬺㗖㫄㣈䢺䈎㽁
䣘
“䧡㠦䢺㸎
䧡䐻䃂
㠦䍷
䜾䢺㠦
䧡䢺㠦䘭
“㢐䘭䧡㽁㗖” 㣶䰹㠦 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 䐻㫄㷏㷏㠦㷏 㫄㼞㠦㷏㿑㠦䐻䢺㣈㽁㷔 䧡 䰹㫄㤼㠦㬺㢨㣈 㣈㫄㫄䘭 㿑䐻 䰹㠦㐀 㠦㽁㠦䈎㗖 “㣶䰹㠦 㤼㿑䢺㿑㬺㢨㣈 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 㿑䈎 䋍㠦㐀㽁 䰹㢨䐻䜾㐀㽁㗖 䣘 䰹䧡䋍㠦䐻’䢺 㠦䧡䢺㠦䐻 㬺㫄㐀 㟉䧡䐻㽁 㷏䧡㽁䈎㗖”
䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 䢺㫄㫄䘭 䰹㠦㐀 㬺㫄㐀 䧡 䈎㢨㟉㤼䢺㢨㫄㢨䈎 㣈㢨䐻㷈䰹㗖 㼩㬺䢺㠦㐀䯵䧡㐀㷏㷔 䰹㠦 㠦㽍䧡㟉㿑䐻㠦㷏 䰹㠦㐀 㷈䧡㐀㠦㬺㢨㣈㣈㽁 㼞㢨䢺 㬺㐀㫄䯵䐻㠦㷏㷔 䈎䢺㿑㣈㣈 㢨䐻䧡㼞㣈㠦 䢺㫄 㬺㿑䐻㷏 䧡䐻㽁䢺䰹㿑䐻䜾 㢨䐻㢨䈎㢨䧡㣈㗖 䔊䰹㽁 㿑䈎 㿑䢺 㣈㿑䘭㠦 䢺䰹㿑䈎㸎
㣶䰹㿑䈎 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 㿑䈎 㫄㼞䋍㿑㫄㢨䈎㣈㽁 䳋㢨㿑䢺㠦 㫄㢨䢺 㫄㬺 䢺䰹㠦 㫄㐀㷏㿑䐻䧡㐀㽁㷔 㼞㢨䢺 䯵䰹㽁 㷈䧡䐻’䢺 䣘 㷏㠦䢺㠦㷈䢺 䧡䐻㽁䢺䰹㿑䐻䜾㸎 䍩㫄㢨㼞䢺䈎 䧡㐀㫄䈎㠦 㿑䐻 䰹㿑䈎 䰹㠦䧡㐀䢺㗖
“㫂㿑䜾 㼞㐀㫄䢺䰹㠦㐀㗖㗖㗖 䢺䰹㿑䈎 㿑䈎 㬺㫄㐀 㽁㫄㢨㗖”
䃂㐀㫄㟉 䰹㠦㐀 䢺䧡䢺䢺㠦㐀㠦㷏 㷈㣈㫄䢺䰹㠦䈎㷔 䢺䰹㠦 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 䢺㫄㫄䘭 㫄㢨䢺 䧡 㷈㐀㽁䈎䢺䧡㣈㢢㷈㣈㠦䧡㐀 䈎㟉䧡㣈㣈 䈎䢺㫄䐻㠦㗖 䣘䢺 㬺㣈㫄䯵㠦㷏 䯵㿑䢺䰹 䈎㠦䋍㠦䐻 䘭㿑䐻㷏䈎 㫄㬺 㣈㿑䜾䰹䢺 䧡䐻㷏 䯵䧡䈎 㷈㣈㠦䧡㐀㣈㽁 䐻㫄 㫄㐀㷏㿑䐻䧡㐀㽁 㿑䢺㠦㟉㗖
䔊䰹䧡䢺 㿑䈎 䢺䰹㿑䈎㸎 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 䯵㫄䐻㷏㠦㐀㠦㷏 㿑䐻 䈎㢨㐀㤼㐀㿑䈎㠦㗖
“㣶䰹㠦 㤼㿑䢺㿑㬺㢨㣈 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 㷏㫄㠦䈎䐻’䢺 䘭䐻㫄䯵 㠦㿑䢺䰹㠦㐀㗖 㨪䋍㠦㐀㽁 䢺㿑㟉㠦 䣘 㬺㫄㐀䜾㠦䢺 䢺䰹㠦 㤼䧡䈎䢺㷔 䧡 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䈎䢺㫄䐻㠦 㣈㿑䘭㠦 䢺䰹㿑䈎 䧡㤼㤼㠦䧡㐀䈎㗖 䣘䢺’䈎 㠦㷏㿑㼞㣈㠦 䧡䐻㷏 䋍㠦㐀㽁 䈎䯵㠦㠦䢺㗖 䣘䢺 㷈䧡䐻 䘭㠦㠦㤼 䢺䰹㠦 㤼㿑䢺㿑㬺㢨㣈 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 㬺㐀㫄㟉 㼞㠦㿑䐻䜾 䰹㢨䐻䜾㐀㽁 㬺㫄㐀 㟉䧡䐻㽁 㷏䧡㽁䈎㗖” 㣶䰹㠦 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 䰹㠦㣈㷏 㿑䢺 㢨㤼 䰹㿑䜾䰹㷔 㫄㬺㬺㠦㐀㿑䐻䜾 㿑䢺 䢺㫄 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 䢺㫄 㠦㽍㤼㐀㠦䈎䈎 䰹㠦㐀 䜾㐀䧡䢺㿑䢺㢨㷏㠦㗖
䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 䰹㠦㣈㷏 㿑䢺 㿑䐻 䰹㿑䈎 㤼䧡㣈㟉㷔 㫄㼞䈎㠦㐀䋍㿑䐻䜾 㿑䢺 㷈䧡㐀㠦㬺㢨㣈㣈㽁㗖 䚨㠦 㷈㫄㢨㣈㷏䐻’䢺 㟉䧡䘭㠦 㫄㢨䢺 䯵䰹䧡䢺 㿑䢺 䯵䧡䈎㷔 㼞㢨䢺 䢺䰹㿑䈎 䘭䐻㢨㷈䘭㣈㠦㢢䈎㿑㯌㠦㷏㷔 䢺㐀䧡䐻䈎㤼䧡㐀㠦䐻䢺 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䈎䢺㫄䐻㠦 䯵䧡䈎 㷈㠦㐀䢺䧡㿑䐻㣈㽁 䐻㫄䢺 㟉㢨䐻㷏䧡䐻㠦㗖
“㬺㠦㷔䈎䧡
䃂䧡䐻
䢺㣈㬺㢨㚇㿑㿑”
㢨䈎㷏䰹㣈㫄
䐻㐀㢨㠦䢺㐀
䢺䯵䜾䐻㿑䐻䧡
㢨㫄㽁
䈎㷔㷏䧡㿑
㿑䢺
䢺㫄
䢺㫄
䢺㿑㠦㣈䢺㣈
䢺㿑
䍷㠦
䘭㠦㤼㠦
㐀㗖䰹㠦
㐀䜾㷔㣈㿑
㫂㢨䢺 䢺䰹㠦 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 䘭㠦㤼䢺 㼞䧡㷈䘭㿑䐻䜾 䧡䯵䧡㽁㷔 䈎䰹䧡䘭㿑䐻䜾 䰹㠦㐀 䰹㠦䧡㷏㗖 “㫂㿑䜾 㼞㐀㫄䢺䰹㠦㐀㷔 㤼㣈㠦䧡䈎㠦 䧡㷈㷈㠦㤼䢺 㿑䢺㗖 㢐䢺䰹㠦㐀䯵㿑䈎㠦㷔 䢺䰹㠦 㤼㿑䢺㿑㬺㢨㣈 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 䰹䧡䈎 䐻㫄䢺䰹㿑䐻䜾 䢺㫄 㐀㠦㤼䧡㽁 㽁㫄㢨㐀 䘭㿑䐻㷏䐻㠦䈎䈎 䯵㿑䢺䰹㗖”
䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 䈎䳋㢨䧡䢺䢺㠦㷏 㷏㫄䯵䐻 䧡䐻㷏 䈎㿑䜾䰹㠦㷏 䈎㫄㬺䢺㣈㽁㗖 䣘䢺 䯵䧡䈎 䰹㠦䧡㐀䢺㼞㐀㠦䧡䘭㿑䐻䜾 䢺㫄 䰹㠦䧡㐀 䈎㢨㷈䰹 䧡 㽁㫄㢨䐻䜾 㷈䰹㿑㣈㷏 䈎㤼㠦䧡䘭 㫄㬺 㐀㠦㤼䧡㽁㟉㠦䐻䢺㗖
㠦䰹䢺
䫀䰹㠦
䧡䢺㠦䘭
㫄䈎䢺䐻㠦
䍷㠦
䢺㿑
䐻㷏㢨㠦㐀
䯵䧡䈎
㫄䢺
䃂䧡䐻
㣶䰹㠦
㷏㢨䈎㬺䢺㠦㬺
䢺㫄㿑䐻
䧡㠦㐀㣈㷈㣈㷈㐀䧡䢺㢢㽁䈎
䐻㽁䧡
㐀䈎㟉䢺䐻䧡㢨㗖㿑㷈㠦㷈䈎㷈
㿑㣈䜾㐀
㐀㠦䋍㽁
䜾㢨䐻㿑㐀㬺㠦䈎
㷏䰹䧡
䰹䈎㿑
㐀䐻㷏㤼㠦㫄
䰹㷔䧡㷏䐻
㼞䧡㷈䘭
䢺㠦䢺㿑㣈㣈
䜾㿑䈎’㣈㐀
䢺㿑㗖
䐻䢺㐀䈎㼞㢨㫄㼞㗖
㠦䚨
䋍㠦㿑㢨㣈䐻
㿑䢺㣈㠦㣈䢺
䢺㫄
䢺㿑
䢺䰹㠦
㠦䧡㷈㷈䢺㤼
㿑㷈䰹㷈㫄㠦
䢺䰹䯵䧡
㐀㟉㽁㽁䈎㠦䢺
䰹䢺㠦
㫄㬺
㷏䐻䧡
䧡㠦㤼㐀䰹䈎㤼
㠦㷏㿑䐻䐻䢺㠦㷏
䐻㫄
㿑䜾㫄㿑㐀㗖䐻
䯵䧡䈎
㫄䢺
㼞㢨䢺
䫀㠦㠦㿑䐻䜾 䰹㿑㟉 䈎䢺䧡䐻㷏 㢨㤼 䧡䈎 㿑㬺 䢺㫄 㣈㠦䧡䋍㠦㷔 䢺䰹㠦 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 㣈㫄䯵㠦㐀㠦㷏 䰹㠦㐀 䰹㠦䧡㷏㷔 㣈㫄㫄䘭㿑䐻䜾 䧡䢺 䰹㠦㐀 䈎䰹㫄㠦䈎 䯵㿑䢺䰹 䢺䰹㠦 䢺㫄㠦 䰹㫄㣈㠦䈎㗖 䚨㠦㐀 䈎㟉䧡㣈㣈 䰹䧡䐻㷏䈎 㷈㣈㢨䢺㷈䰹㠦㷏 䧡 㷈㫄㐀䐻㠦㐀 㫄㬺 䰹㠦㐀 㐀䧡䜾䜾㠦㷏 㷈㣈㫄䢺䰹㠦䈎 䧡䈎 䈎䰹㠦 䯵䰹㿑䈎㤼㠦㐀㠦㷏㷔 䧡㣈㟉㫄䈎䢺 㿑䐻䧡㢨㷏㿑㼞㣈㽁㷔 “㫂㿑䜾 㼞㐀㫄䢺䰹㠦㐀㗖㗖㗖”
“䔊䰹䧡䢺 㿑䈎 㿑䢺㸎” 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 䧡䈎䘭㠦㷏 䯵㿑䢺䰹 䧡 䈎㟉㿑㣈㠦㗖
䰹䫀㠦
䈎㷈䢺㫄㷔䰹㠦㣈
㷈䧡䐻
㣈㫄㫄䘭
䰹㐀㠦
㠦㣶䰹
䧡㬺㗖㠦㷈
㠦䈎䋍㫄㐀䐻㷔㢨
䰹㐀㠦
㽁㸎㫄㢨”
䐻䧡㷏
㣈䜾㿑㐀
㿑㿑㬺㣈䢺㢨㤼
䧡㣈䐻㐀㠦
䯵䈎䧡
䋍㐀㠦㽁
㿑䢺㠦㣈㣈䢺
㽁䋍㠦㐀
㫄䐻
䢺㠦㿑䢺㣈㣈
䧡䰹䯵䈎
㿑䈎
㠦䧡㷏䰹
䜾㣈㿑㐀
㠦㼞㿑㠦㫄䐻㗖䢺㷏
䯵㿑㤼㠦
䣘
㷔䢺䈎㽁㬺㣈㫄
䣘
㷏䈎㿑䧡
㗖”䣘㗖㗖
“㣶㠦䰹
㣈㬺㐀㗖㗖㗖㫄㫄
㠦䢺䰹
㷏㠦㠦㣈䯵㐀㫄
䯵㬺㣈㫄㫄㣈
䐻㷈䧡
䐻㷈䧡
䧡
䰹㣈㠦㬺㤼㢨㫄
䐻䜾䢺”㽁䐻㿑䰹㗖䧡
“䣘’㟉 䜾㫄㿑䐻䜾 䢺㫄 㼞㠦 㼞㢨䈎㽁 䯵㿑䢺䰹 䈎㫄㟉㠦 䢺䰹㿑䐻䜾䈎 㐀㠦㷈㠦䐻䢺㣈㽁㗖㗖㗖”
“㢐䰹㷔 䢺䰹㠦 㤼㿑䢺㿑㬺㢨㣈 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 㢨䐻㷏㠦㐀䈎䢺䧡䐻㷏䈎㗖” 㣶䰹㠦 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈’䈎 䰹㠦䧡㷏 㷏㐀㫄㫄㤼㠦㷏 䈎㫄 㣈㫄䯵 㿑䢺 䐻㠦䧡㐀㣈㽁 䢺㫄㢨㷈䰹㠦㷏 䰹㠦㐀 㷈䰹㠦䈎䢺㗖 䫀䰹㠦 䈎㣈㫄䯵㣈㽁 䢺㢨㐀䐻㠦㷏㷔 䧡㼞㫄㢨䢺 䢺㫄 㣈㠦䧡䋍㠦㗖
䣘”
㠦䢺䧡䘭
䯵䰹㿑䢺
㫄䢺
䐻䰹䯵㠦
䢺䰹㿑䈎
㿑㟉䢺䜾䰹
㟉㠦
㠦䰹䢺
㽁㢨㫄
䍷㠦
㗖䢺㠦㽁
㬺㿑
䧡䃂䐻
‘䐻㣈㢨㷏㫄䢺䯵
㣈䐻䧡䧡㽁䢺㐀㣈㢨
㷈䐻䧡
㬺㫄㐀
䣘’㣈㣈
䧡㿑䐻䜾䧡㗖
㫄䐻䢺
㬺㫄
䰹㣈䯵㿑㠦㷔
㤼㫄㫄㐀
㠦䢺䘭䧡
㠦䈎㬺䰹㿑㷏䐻㿑
䯵㐀㷏䐻䧡㠦
㣈㠦䧡㼞
䧡
㠦䢺䈎㐀㠦䈎䢺
㢨㗖㽁㫄
䯵㫄㠦㷔㠦䚨㐀䋍
䧡䐻㷏
䧡㠦㷈㐀
㠦䢺㣈
㷏㫄䜾㫄
㠦㼞
㠦䧡㤼䈎㿑䜾䘭䐻
㽁㢨䈎㼞
㿑䰹㷏㣈㷈
㽁㢨㫄
䐻䢺’䧡㠦䰹䋍
‘㟉䣘
㠦㐀䋍㽁
“㠦㠦䧡㣈㗖䋍
䯵䢺㿑䧡
“䇎㠦䧡㣈㣈㽁㸎” 㣶䰹㠦 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 䈎㢨㷏㷏㠦䐻㣈㽁 㣈㿑㬺䢺㠦㷏 䰹㠦㐀 䰹㠦䧡㷏㷔 䰹㠦㐀 㤼㢨㐀㠦㷔 㣈䧡㐀䜾㠦 㠦㽁㠦䈎 䈎䰹㿑䐻㿑䐻䜾 䯵㿑䢺䰹 㷏㠦㣈㿑䜾䰹䢺㗖 䫀䰹㠦 㣈㫄㫄䘭㠦㷏 䋍㠦㐀㽁 䰹䧡㤼㤼㽁 䧡䐻㷏 䶮㫄㽁㬺㢨㣈㗖
“㮳㠦䢺’䈎 䜾㫄㗖 䣘’㣈㣈 䧡㐀㐀䧡䐻䜾㠦 㬺㫄㐀 㽁㫄㢨 䢺㫄 䈎䢺䧡㽁 㿑䐻 䧡䐻 㿑䐻䐻㗖 䔊䧡㿑䢺 㤼䧡䢺㿑㠦䐻䢺㣈㽁 㬺㫄㐀 㟉㽁 㐀㠦䢺㢨㐀䐻㗖” 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 㷈䰹㫄䈎㠦 䧡䐻 㿑䐻䐻 䐻㠦㽍䢺 䢺㫄 䈽䰹䧡䐻䜾 䔊㠦䐻㷈䰹䧡䐻䜾’䈎 䈎㟉䧡㣈㣈 䢺䧡䋍㠦㐀䐻㗖
䧡䐻㷈
㗖㿑㠦䢺㟉
‘䣘㟉
䢺䯵㿑䰹
䜾㫄
䈎㣈㟉㿑㗖㠦
“䧡䐻㟉㷔
䢺䢺䰹䧡
䧡䈎䈎㤼
㫄㣈㷏
㫄䢺
䯵䰹䢺㿑
㽁㫄㢨
䔊㿑㠦”䰹㣈
䧡䃂䐻
䰹㠦䢺
㠦䢺䧡㐀䋍䐻
㟉㫄㠦㐀
䧡䢺䰹䢺
㿑㠦㷏㷏䈎䧡䋍
䧡
㣶䘭㣈䧡
㠦䍷
䢺㣈㿑㠦㣈䢺
㠦㫄㷔䜾䐻
䢺㫄
“㣶䰹㠦 㤼㿑䢺㿑㬺㢨㣈 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 㢨䐻㷏㠦㐀䈎䢺䧡䐻㷏䈎㗖 䣘 䯵㫄䐻’䢺 䯵䧡䐻㷏㠦㐀 㫄㬺㬺㷔” 䢺䰹㠦 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 䐻㫄㷏㷏㠦㷏 㫄㼞㠦㷏㿑㠦䐻䢺㣈㽁㗖
䈽䰹䧡䐻䜾 䔊㠦䐻㷈䰹䧡䐻䜾 㟉㿑䈎䈎㠦䈎 䢺䰹㠦 㷈䰹㿑㣈㷏 䰹㠦 䰹䧡䈎 䐻㠦䋍㠦㐀 䈎㠦㠦䐻㗖 䣘㬺 䢺䰹㠦 㤼㿑䢺㿑㬺㢨㣈 㣈㿑䢺䢺㣈㠦 䜾㿑㐀㣈 㠦䐻䢺㠦㐀䈎 䰹㿑䈎 㣈㿑㬺㠦㷔 䰹㫄㤼㠦㬺㢨㣈㣈㽁㷔 㿑䢺 䯵㿑㣈㣈 㼞㐀㿑䐻䜾 䰹㿑㟉 䈎㫄㟉㠦 㷈㫄㟉㬺㫄㐀䢺㷔 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 㟉㢨䈎㠦㷏㗖
䈎㷏䧡㽁
「䋍㠦㿑䃂
䢺」㣈䧡㠦㐀
㣶䰹㠦 㼩䐻㷈㿑㠦䐻䢺 䚨㢨䧡 䍩㽁䐻䧡䈎䢺㽁 䧡䐻㷏 䢺䰹㠦 䍷㿑䐻 䍷䧡䐻䜾 䫀㠦㷈䢺 㬺㿑䐻䧡㣈㣈㽁 䢺㫄㫄䘭 䧡㷈䢺㿑㫄䐻㷔 㠦䐻䢺㠦㐀㿑䐻䜾 䢺䰹㠦 㼩䐻㷈㿑㠦䐻䢺 䍩㠦䈎㫄㣈䧡䢺㿑㫄䐻 䃂㫄㐀㼞㿑㷏㷏㠦䐻 㮳䧡䐻㷏㗖 䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 䘭䐻㠦䯵 䰹㿑䈎 㫄㤼㤼㫄㐀䢺㢨䐻㿑䢺㽁 䯵䧡䈎 䧡㤼㤼㐀㫄䧡㷈䰹㿑䐻䜾䣆
䣘㬺 䢺䰹㠦㽁 㬺䧡㿑㣈㠦㷏㷔 㿑䢺 䯵㫄㢨㣈㷏 㼞㠦 䰹㿑䈎 䢺㢨㐀䐻 䢺㫄 䧡㷈䢺㗖 㢐䐻 䢺䰹㠦 䐻㿑䐻㠦 䈎䧡㷈㐀㠦㷏 㟉㫄㢨䐻䢺䧡㿑䐻䈎㷔 䢺䰹㠦㐀㠦 䯵䧡䈎 䢺䰹㠦 䜨䐻㷏㽁㿑䐻䜾 䍩㿑䋍㿑䐻㠦 㠖㠦㷏㿑㷈㿑䐻㠦 䧡䐻㷏 䢺䰹㠦 䐻㿑䐻㠦 㷏㐀䧡䜾㫄䐻䈎 㤼㢨㣈㣈㿑䐻䜾 䢺䰹㠦 㷈㫄㬺㬺㿑䐻㗖 䚨㠦 㣈㫄㫄䘭㠦㷏 㬺㫄㐀䯵䧡㐀㷏 䢺㫄 㿑䢺 䯵㿑䢺䰹 䧡䐻䢺㿑㷈㿑㤼䧡䢺㿑㫄䐻㗖
㷏䰹䧡
㠦㠖㐀㟉㠦㼞䈎
䐻㽁䧡㠖
䶮㟉䧡㐀㫄
䐻㠦䢺㠦㐀㷏㠦
㬺㫄
㫄㫄㗖㢨㠦䢺㟉㷈
㣈䧡㠦㽁㐀䧡㷏
䢺㫄䯵
㿑㼩㷈䐻㠦䐻䢺
䰹㠦䢺
㷏㠦䐻㿑㼞㷏㐀㫄䃂
䧡㣈㣈
㬺㫄㐀
㷏㷏㠦㐀㫄㼞㿑䃂䐻
㠦㫄㣈㤼㠦㤼
㠦䯵䈎㫄㐀㤼
㫄䐻㐀䋍䈎㢨㣈㽁㠦
㷏㠦䜾㠦
䢺䧡
㫄㬺
㣈䈎䢺䧡䐻㿑㫄㠦㫄䍩
䢺㷈㿑䐻㠦䐻㼩
䰹䢺㠦
䐻㗖䧡㮳㷏
㐀䰹䢺㷏䜾㠦䧡㠦
䧡䰹㷏
䰹㠦䢺
䧡䐻㮳㷔㷏
䰹㠦䢺
䯵䧡㿑䢺䜾䐻㿑
䍩㠦䐻䈎㫄㿑㣈䢺䧡㫄
㠦䰹䢺
䚨㫄䯵㠦䋍㠦㐀㷔 䧡㬺䢺㠦㐀 㫄䐻㣈㽁 䧡 㼞㐀㿑㠦㬺 㿑䐻䢺㠦㐀䋍䧡㣈㷔 㷈㐀㿑㠦䈎 㫄㬺 䧡㣈䧡㐀㟉 䯵㠦䐻䢺 㢨㤼 䧡䈎 㠦䋍㠦㐀㽁㫄䐻㠦 㣈㫄㫄䘭㠦㷏 䢺㫄䯵䧡㐀㷏䈎 䢺䰹㠦 䈎䘭㽁㗖
“㣶䰹㠦 㷏㿑䋍㿑䐻㠦 䧡㐀㟉㫄㐀 㬺㣈㠦䯵 㫄㢨䢺䣆”
䜾㠦䈎䧡䈎”䣆
㿑䋍䐻㿑㷏㠦
㠦䐻㷔㷏䣘㠦㷏”
䢺䰹㠦
㿑䐻䢺㠦䧡䐻㷈
㬺㫄
㿑’䈎䢺
䰹㠦䢺
䧡㫄㐀㟉㐀
㼩 䈎㠦䢺 㫄㬺 䜾㫄㣈㷏㠦䐻 䧡㐀㟉㫄㐀㷔 䈎䰹㿑㟉㟉㠦㐀㿑䐻䜾 䯵㿑䢺䰹 㣈㿑䜾䰹䢺 䢺䰹䧡䢺 㤼㿑㠦㐀㷈㠦㷏 䢺䰹㠦 䰹㠦䧡䋍㠦䐻䈎㷔 㬺㣈㠦䯵 㫄㢨䢺 㼞㽁 㿑䢺䈎㠦㣈㬺㗖 䣘䢺 䯵䧡䈎 䰹㢨㟉䧡䐻㫄㿑㷏 㿑䐻 䈎䰹䧡㤼㠦㷔 䰹㫄㣈㷏㿑䐻䜾 䧡 㻶㫄㣈㷏㠦䐻 䚨㫄㣈㽁 䫀䯵㫄㐀㷏 䧡䐻㷏 㷈䧡㐀㐀㽁㿑䐻䜾 䧡 㻶㫄㣈㷏㠦䐻 䍩㿑䋍㿑䐻㠦 㫂㫄䯵㷔 㽁㠦䢺 䐻㫄 㫄䐻㠦 䯵䧡䈎 䯵㠦䧡㐀㿑䐻䜾 㿑䢺㗖
㣶䰹㠦 㠦㽍䢺㐀䧡㫄㐀㷏㿑䐻䧡㐀㽁 㷏㿑䋍㿑䐻㠦 䧡㐀㟉㫄㐀㷔 㿑㟉㼞㢨㠦㷏 䯵㿑䢺䰹 䫀㤼㿑㐀㿑䢺 㮏㫄㟉㟉㢨䐻㿑㷈䧡䢺㿑㫄䐻㷔 䧡㢨䢺㫄䐻㫄㟉㫄㢨䈎㣈㽁 㬺㣈㠦䯵 㼞䧡㷈䘭㗖 䣘䢺 㤼㫄䈎䈎㠦䈎䈎㠦㷏 㿑䢺䈎 㫄䯵䐻 㣈㿑㬺㠦㗖 䃂㐀㫄㟉 䯵㿑䢺䰹㿑䐻 䢺䰹㠦 䜾㫄㣈㷏㠦䐻 䧡㐀㟉㫄㐀㷔 㬺㐀䧡䜾㟉㠦䐻䢺䈎 㷏㐀㿑㬺䢺㠦㷏 㷏㫄䯵䐻㗖
“䈎䣆䧡䰹䈎㠦
䧡㐀㠦
㫄”㣶䈎䰹㠦
“䚨㠦䧡䋍㠦䐻䈎䣆 㣶䰹㠦 㤼㠦㫄㤼㣈㠦 䯵䰹㫄 䯵㠦䐻䢺 㿑䐻 䢺㢨㐀䐻㠦㷏 䢺㫄 䧡䈎䰹 䈎㫄 䳋㢨㿑㷈䘭㣈㽁㷔 㫄㼞㣈㿑䢺㠦㐀䧡䢺㠦㷏 㼞㽁 䢺䰹㠦 㤼㫄䯵㠦㐀 㫄㬺 䢺㿑㟉㠦䣆”
“㣶䰹㠦 㼩䐻㷈㿑㠦䐻䢺 䍩㠦䈎㫄㣈䧡䢺㿑㫄䐻 䃂㫄㐀㼞㿑㷏㷏㠦䐻 㮳䧡䐻㷏 㿑䈎 䢺㐀㢨㣈㽁 䢺㠦㐀㐀㿑㬺㽁㿑䐻䜾䕍 㿑䢺 䧡䐻䐻㿑䰹㿑㣈䧡䢺㠦䈎 䧡㣈㣈 㤼㫄䯵㠦㐀㬺㢨㣈 㷈㢨㣈䢺㿑䋍䧡䢺㫄㐀䈎 㿑䐻 䢺䰹㠦 䯵㫄㐀㣈㷏䣆”
㿑㷔䢺㟉㠦
㿑㐀㫄䢺㽍䧡㽁㠦䐻㷏䧡㐀㐀
㼩䢺
䧡㷏䰹
䯵㣈䐻㬺㫄
䋍㷏㿑㿑㠦䐻
㠦㠦䯵㐀
㿑㷈䐻㠦䧡䢺䐻
㠦䢺㷏㠦䈎㫄㽁㷏㐀
䧡㣈䋍㿑㠦䐻䜾
㗖㠦㯌䧡㟉䧡㷏
㫄㷔㢨䢺
䯵䈎䧡
㢨㤼㣈㬺䕍㠦㐀㫄䯵
㠦㤼㠦㣈㤼㫄
䰹㣶㠦
㟉䈎㠦䧡
㫄㟉㐀㐀䧡
㷈㗖㫄㷏䘭䰹䈎㠦
㠦㼞䐻㠦
䧡䈎䈎㠦䜾’
䢺㠦䰹
䐻㿑䈎㷏㿑㠦
㫄㫄䢺㫄䈎㣈㢨㢨㟉㽁䧡䐻
㠦㫄䋍䐻㐀㠦㽁㠦
䐻䧡㷏
䰹䧡䐻’㷏䢺
㣈㐀㼞㿑䐻㠦㿑㷈㷏㽁
㿑䢺
“㣶䰹㠦 㷏㿑䋍㿑䐻㠦 䧡㐀㟉㫄㐀㷔 㤼㫄䈎䈎㠦䈎䈎㿑䐻䜾 䧡 䈎㤼㿑㐀㿑䢺㷔 㟉㢨䈎䢺 䰹䧡䋍㠦 㬺㠦㣈䢺 䢺䰹㐀㠦䧡䢺㠦䐻㠦㷏 䧡䐻㷏 㷏䧡㐀㠦㷏 䐻㫄䢺 䋍㠦䐻䢺㢨㐀㠦 㷏㠦㠦㤼㠦㐀㗖 䣘䢺 䯵䧡䈎 㣈㿑䘭㠦㣈㽁 䢺䰹䧡䢺 㿑䢺 㷈㫄㢨㣈㷏 䐻㫄䢺 㠦䋍㠦䐻 㤼㐀㫄䢺㠦㷈䢺 㿑䢺䈎㠦㣈㬺 㿑㬺 㿑䢺 䧡㤼㤼㐀㫄䧡㷈䰹㠦㷏 䢺䰹㠦 䈎䧡㷈㐀㠦㷏 㟉㫄㢨䐻䢺䧡㿑䐻䈎㗖”
䍷㠦 䃂䧡䐻 㬺㠦㣈䢺 䧡 䜾㐀㠦䧡䢺 䈎㠦䐻䈎㠦 㫄㬺 㐀㠦䧡䈎䈎㢨㐀䧡䐻㷈㠦㗖 㠖㽁 㷈䰹䧡䐻㷈㠦 䯵㿑㣈㣈 㷈㫄㟉㠦 䋍㠦㐀㽁 䈎㫄㫄䐻䣆 䰹㠦 䢺䰹㫄㢨䜾䰹䢺 䯵㿑䢺䰹 䧡䐻䢺㿑㷈㿑㤼䧡䢺㿑㫄䐻㗖㗖
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