Chapter 1020: Chapter 64: Where in the World Is There a Path to Immortality? (26)
In an instant, Gongsun Zhishui’s heart pounded uncontrollably.
He couldn’t remember how many years it had been since he last felt this way. When was the last time he felt this unbearable fear…?
Was it the first time he stepped into the Qian Department ‘Golden Sword War General’ trial arena, or the first time he entered the Xuanyuan Palace battlefield, facing an undefeatable enemy?
Memories instantly spiraled out of control, disturbing Gongsun Zhishui’s resolve, but in the second he came back to his senses, the stunningly beautiful person before him was already holding a Black Cross Sword that blazed in her hand.
As she moved, her luxurious dress fluttered, her speed wasn’t particularly fast, only because Gongsun Zhishui had e back after a moment’s distraction, he could still swing his ancient sword to block.
Blocked it!
To Gongsun Zhishui’s surprise, he easily fended off the woman’s strike—from the impact transmitted through the ancient sword, it seemed still within his tolerable range.
Though his tiger’s mouth felt slightly numb as a result.
Yet, before Gongsun Zhishui could think about his next move, a sudden unanticipated impact struck his wrist—at the same time, the sword blade emitted a power he couldn’t withstand!
After the contact, a second wave of force erupted!
The ancient sword was directly sent flying from Gongsun Zhishui’s hand at this moment, his arm pulled aside unable to maintain grip on the ancient sword!
In the split second of flashing moments, the beautiful woman before him suddenly ducked, her Black Fire Cross Sword changing angle, sweeping horizontally in front of Gongsun Zhishui!
This was her true speed!
Gongsun Zhishui’s pupils rapidly expanded in that instant, a fear that unable to take this blow might lead to his body being severed madly escalated in his mind!
Whoosh!!!
In this moment of impending death, the white flame on Gongsun Zhishui’s body condensed instantly before him, and You Ye’s Cross Sword swept past in front of him!
The ground’s friction seemingly neutralized, Gongsun Zhishui’s body frantically skidded backward!
His legs carving out a ten-meter long mark on the cement road!
Gongsun Zhishui finally came to a stop, the white flame on his body vanished entirely at that moment… He lowered his head, keeping his hands crossed before him.
Soon, Gongsun Zhishui’s hands drooped down and he slowly raised his head—at the moment his head lifted, a mouthful of pus-like blood spewed from his mouth.
“Zhishui?” Gongsun Shiyu’s expression shifted suddenly.
Only to hear Gongsun Zhishui tremblingly say: “Quick… escape…”
He once again spewed a mouthful of fresh blood upon uttering the words, subsequently collapsing entirely to the ground… A wisp of white smoke emerged from Gongsun Zhishui’s body, dissipating in the air.
It was the War Spirit passed down the Gongsun Clan since ancient times, a treasure left by warriors who followed Emperor Huang in conquest, obtainable only by those named ‘Golden Swordsmen’… And such a precious War Spirit, surprisingly dissipated directly!
…Following the blow just moments ago.
“I sincerely apologize, though I’ve been careful, I still overestimated the strength of my will.”
A voice slightly tinged with apology from the Maid.
Gongsun Shiyu suddenly looked toward the Maid, gazing at this dreadful yet smiling figure… he appraised earnestly, quietly.
The Maid did not release the Black Flame Cross Sword from her hand, softly asked: “Sir, can I take the person away now?”
Gongsun Shiyu calmly said: “Having obliterated a precious War Spirit of my Gongsun Clan… leaving without a token of pensation, is that how it is?”
The Maid slightly opened her eyes, suddenly coldly stated: “Then… do I need to erase yours as well?”
“Arrogant!” Gongsun Shiyu suddenly burst in anger!
A white flame erupted violently on his body, more massive than Gongsun Zhishui’s flame—a golden sword shadow protruded gradually from the ground as he fiercely absorbed towards it.
The brilliance—a cyclic waves of golden light emanating as the epicenter, spreading waves towards surroundings, with powerful air currents sprawling outward!
Facing such airflow, Mo Mo felt almost overturned. Such massive energy!!
At this moment, Mo Mo finally understood these two men’s origins; they cultivated not Taoist Magic, but ancient martial heritage! Mo Mo had heard from his master that ancient Martial Artists harness the energy within, utilizing special power named strength; the formidable ones are not much weaker than Daoist Magic, the most profound Martial Artists could shatter the earth, transcending human limits.
Just energy alone… could be this resistant!
Under scattered airflow, Mo Mo only could lean his body forward, barely stabilizing himself… akin to a pedestrian advancing difficultly through a hurricane.
And beneath the massive energy flow, the club’s Maid stood easily at the original spot, only her golden long hair blown back by the wind, along with her flowing maid’s dress.
Finally, Gongsun Shiyu gripped the golden longsword in his hand.
And this sword is… China·Xuanyuan Sword!
As a member of the Gongsun Clan, who due to ancestral connection acquired partial Xuanyuan Royal Family’s bloodline, Gongsun Shiyu inherited some rights to utilize part of Xuanyuan Emperor’s sword.
Although he could not pletely summon the full China·Xuanyuan Sword, what he held was merely a sword shadow clone of it.
But… it’s enough!
This is an inparable power that presses malevolent spirits, Taoists, and evil spirits horizontally!
At this moment, the surging waves mixed with golden radiance instantly extinguished the black flames surrounding the Maid. Gongsun Shiyu rushed forth with his sword, disappearing from sight’s limit in an instant, leaving only a trace of dust!
Ding ding ding ding——!!!
The air resonated with inprehensible numerous exchanges, the Maid’s arm wielding the Black Flame Cross Sword furiously swung beyond human limits… Swinging was only using that sword-wielding arm.
“It’s quite a good swordsmanship indeed.”
For the first time, seeing an outsider effortlessly take on his sword moves… after hundreds of exchanges, Gongsun Shiyu leisurely ceased his attack.
Though it wasn’t his fastest speed manifested, yet earnest enough… Yet still letting the opponent effortlessly intercept whole.
“The style of this lady’s swordsmanship does not resemble China’s.” Gongsun Shiyu slowly stated: “Though the exchange time was short, I think we can converse fairly.”
“My swordsmanship style?” You Ye shook her head at this moment, “It’s not swordsmanship, merely reactionary sword swings and blocks.”
Reactionary… blocks?
Gongsun Shiyu suddenly chuckled lightly, just a faint trace of coldness in his gaze, “I let Miss down indeed, unable to provoke swordsmanship out of you, need to exert more next.”
The Maid suddenly spoke, “Can you continue summoning this Light Saber? If not, there seems no necessity to continue fighting.”
“What?”
Gongsun Shiyu was suddenly startled and instinctively looked towards the sword shadow of the Xuanyuan Family in his hand!
It was like the sound of something shattering echoed in Gongsun Shiyu’s ears, and at the same time, a crack suddenly appeared on the flawless golden sword blade!
Like a domino effect, this crack instantly spread to the sides… In the blink of an eye, the fracture marks had covered the entire blade!
It shattered… Instantly, it broke apart from Gongsun Zhishui’s hand, turning into pieces of gold fragments scattered on the ground, then vanished!
The Xuanyuan Sword of China actually… Despite being merely a shadow of the original, yet…
When did this happen…
Was it during the clash with the Black Fire Cross Sword that it got eroded?
Was it because of the black flames…
Gongsun Shiyu stared in astonishment at the woman dressed as a maid. At the same time, You Ye suddenly swung the Black Flame Cross Sword.
This action was like a spark igniting Gongsun Shiyu’s instincts at once!
Facing the maid’s wrist movement, Gongsun Shiyu instantly tensed up and retreated repeatedly. His hands formed a strange mark, and the white air flame rising from him instantly gathered in front of him, forming a huge shield.
But what surprised Gongsun Shiyu was… The opponent did not attack but instead dispersed the Black Flame Cross Sword in her hand.
“It seems there’s no need to continue. May I leave now?”
Gongsun Shiyu’s eyes widened instantly.
Feeling as if he had been mocked.
…
Gongsun Zhishui felt his consciousness returning, coughing painfully several times, before standing up… The fallen position seemed unchanged.
“Shiyu?”
Gongsun Zhishui clutched his chest, feeling the difficulty in breathing as he struggled to walk towards Gongsun Shiyu—who was only standing there.
But to Gongsun Zhishui’s relief, Gongsun Shiyu didn’t show any injuries.
“Where did that woman go? What happened?” But Gongsun Zhishui quickly sensed something wrong—the white-haired thief was gone, and so was the bold young man, lastly… the terrifying blonde woman.
“I lost…”
“What?” Gongsun Zhishui suddenly froze.
“Even using Xuanyuan Sword Light, I still lost…” Gongsun Shiyu’s voice drifted, growing lighter, “Even the hem of her clothes was touched…”
“Shiyu…” Gongsun Zhishui wanted to say something but stopped.
But Gongsun Shiyu suddenly laughed wildly at the sky, filled with furious anger, “I actually lost!!! Hahaha!!!!”
The laughter abruptly stopped, and Gongsun Shiyu’s voice suddenly turned cold as he walked away.
“Let’s go.”
…
…
Still the place where one could pletely relax… Within the senior’s shop.
—Just call me You Ye, Mr. Mo Mo.
The maid, Ms. You Ye, introduced herself this way, seemingly in a good mood after returning, looking amiable, starkly different from when dealing with those formidable Martial Artists.
Nero was placed by You Ye on the sofa in the main hall, his severed arm was resting on the table in front, along with the strange long sword.
The blood from the wound no longer flowed, yet the wound remained fresh red. This incredible method opened Mr. Mo Mo’s eyes.
But the unconscious Nero displayed extremely painful expressions occasionally, his body trembling slightly… seemingly out of instinct.
“What’s wrong with her?” Mo Mo suddenly asked.
Judging by what Nero had said, it was evident that she and Ms. You Ye were acquainted… A transaction perhaps?
“She probably won’t die.” The maid, seemingly in good spirits, smiled slightly.
Mo Mo frowned and said, “But she looks… in great pain?”
You Ye replied casually, “Naturally, because her body is constantly enduring pain. Without drug intervention, even if the mind could bear it, the body would instinctively resist.”
“Pain?” Mo Mo was astonished, looking at You Ye.
The maid nodded, then chuckled, “Mr. Mo Mo, would you like to experience it?”
“Experience?” Mo Mo was taken aback, then smiled wryly, “I don’t fancy severing an arm.”
Unexpectedly, the maid touched Mo Mo’s forehead with her gloved finger, “It’s not the kind of pain from limb severance, though it’s quite similar, probably this kind of feeling…”
Instantly… Maybe just two or three seconds, Mo Mo collapsed to the ground, his body curled up and convulsing.
The body… seemed to be continuously torn, torn, torn, torn.
Mo Mo barely managed to get up from the ground, and just those seconds of experience left him drenched with sweat.
At this moment, You Ye took a small capsule and fed it to Nero’s mouth. After a while, Mo Mo noticed Nero’s tense expression seemed to relax slightly.
These capsules were what You Ye had brought back when she left… belonging originally to Nero.
“She… she can only rely on medication to numb herself?” Mo Mo seemed to realize something.
“Numb?” You Ye shook her head, “It’s probably impossible to numb; this medicine might only reduce the pain to a tolerable limit. At least, it won’t force her body into a defensive state, letting the brain shut down and instinctively disconnect all nerve sensations.”
In other words…
Mo Mo looked at Nero’s calm expression with disbelief… She constantly endured this non-human pain?
What has she been experiencing all along?
蘆
㙶㪁㓉㫌㓉
擄
老
盧
擄
㳓㓉䙱䣝㱋
䒱㳰㒫
蘆
櫓
盧
㙶㳓䣝䊣䣝㳰䒱䉍
盧
䙳㙚
櫓
䉍㞒㸆㪁㙚䠘㒫㳰㳰䒱
㳰㙶䙱㳰㳰㤸
㖺㒫㳰 㥈䣝㓉㓉㪁㫌 䒱㒫㳰 䊣䉍㪁㫌 䒱㒫㳰 㸜㓉䙱㞒㱋
䏤㓉䧢 㙶䊣㙚㞒 䧢㳰㪁㳰 䒱㒫㳰㪁㳰㫌 䒱㒫䉍㪁䒱㞒㵓 䩸㓉㪁䒱㞒㵓 㠗㪁 㳰㸆㳰㙚 㙶㓉㪁㳰㱋㱋㱋 㖺㒫㳰 㪁㓉㓉㙶 䧢䊣㤸 㥈㜖䣝䣝 㓉㥈 㳓㓉㪁㨍㤸㳰㤸㱋
㸜㳰䒱㳰䧢㳰㙚
㵓㓉䣝䙱
㳰㸆㙚㳰䣝㳰
㫌㓉䣝䙱
㙚䊣䙱
㙶䊣㞒㳰㸜
㳰㤸㸆㙚㳰
㒫㳰㞒㖺
䧢㳰’㳰㪁䒱㙚
㞒㳰䊣㤸㪁
㸆㳰㪁㞒
㠗㙚䣝㞒 㓉㙚㳰 䧢䊣㤸 䣝㳰㥈䒱㱋
㖺㒫㳰 㓉㙚䣝㞒 㓉㙚㳰 㤸䒱䉍䣝䣝 䊣㸜䣝㳰 䒱㓉 㤸䒱䊣㙚䙱㱋㱋㱋 㒫㓉䣝䙱䉍㙚䠘 䊣 㤸䉍䣝㸆㳰㪁 㥈㓉㪁䓟 㜖㤸㳰䙱 㥈㓉㪁 㳰䊣䒱䉍㙚䠘㫌 䙱㪁䉍㨍㨍䉍㙚䠘 䧢䉍䒱㒫 㥈㪁㳰㤸㒫 㸜䣝㓉㓉䙱㱋㱋㱋 䒱㒫㳰 㥈㳰㳰䣝䉍㙚䠘 㓉㥈 㤸㜖㥈㥈㓉㳓䊣䒱䉍㓉㙚㱋
㓉㪁㙶㓉
䙱䊣㙚
㤸䒱㙚䠘㪁㓉
㙚㓉㳰㨍䙱㳰㫌
㙚䉍
䙱㳰㤸䒱㙶㳰䊣㪁
䒱㒫㳰
㳰䊣䣝䒱㙶
䣝䒱䉍㒫䠘
㪁㓉䙱㓉
䊣㙚
㳰㳰㨍㙚䣝㜖㸜㙚䊣㓉
䙱㛴㳰㞒㙚㫌䣝㜖䙱
䉍㙚㱋
㨍䓌㳰㳰䒱䙱㞒䣝㙚㳰㳓㜖
䙳㙚 㥈㪁㓉㙚䒱 㓉㥈 䒱㒫㳰 㤸䒱㪁㓉㙚䠘 䣝䉍䠘㒫䒱㫌 䒱㒫㳰㪁㳰 䧢㳰㪁㳰 㤸㳰㸆㳰㪁䊣䣝 䒱䊣䣝䣝 㒫㜖㙶䊣㙚 㥈䉍䠘㜖㪁㳰㤸㫌 䒱㒫㳰 䣝䉍䠘㒫䒱 㳰䣝㓉㙚䠘䊣䒱㳰䙱 䒱㒫㳰䉍㪁 㤸㒫䊣䙱㓉䧢㤸㫌 㪁㳰䊣㳓㒫䉍㙚䠘 䉍㙚䒱㓉 䒱㒫㳰 㪁㓉㓉㙶 䣝䉍䓟㳰 䒱㒫㳰 䒱㳰㙚䒱䊣㳓䣝㳰㤸 㓉㥈 䊣 䙱㳰㸆䉍䣝㱋
“㖺㒫㳰 㓉㙚㳰 䧢㒫㓉 㤸㜖㪁㸆䉍㸆㳰䙱 䉍㙚 䒱㒫䉍㤸 㪁㓉㓉㙶㫌 䉍㤸 䉍䒱 㞒㓉㜖㵓㱋㱋㱋 㠗㙚㳰 㒫㓉㜖㪁 䊣㙚䙱 㤸㳰㸆㳰㙚 㙶䉍㙚㜖䒱㳰㤸㫌 䓄㜖㤸䒱 㸜㳰㥈㓉㪁㳰 䒱㒫㳰 㓉䓌㞒䠘㳰㙚 㪁䊣㙚 㓉㜖䒱㫌 㙚㓉䒱 㸜䊣䙱㱋 䃷㓉㜖 㳓䊣㙚 㳰㙚䒱㳰㪁 䒱㒫㳰 㙚㳰䓌䒱 㪁㓉㓉㙶 㙚㓉䧢㱋 㖺㒫㳰 㙚㳰䓌䒱 㪁㓉㜖㙚䙱 䧢䉍䣝䣝 㸜㳰 㤸㒫㓉㪁䒱㳰㪁㫌 䒱㪁㞒 㞒㓉㜖㪁 㸜㳰㤸䒱 䒱㓉 㪁㳰䠘䊣䉍㙚 㞒㓉㜖㪁 㤸䒱㪁㳰㙚䠘䒱㒫㫌 㓉㪁 㞒㓉㜖 㙶䉍䠘㒫䒱 㳰㙚䙱 㜖㨍 䊣㤸 䊣 㥈䊣䉍䣝㜖㪁㳰㱋㱋㱋 䓄㜖㤸䒱 䣝䉍䓟㳰 䒱㒫㳰㤸㳰 㥈䊣䉍䣝㜖㪁㳰㤸 䣝㞒䉍㙚䠘 䊣䒱 㞒㓉㜖㪁 㥈㳰㳰䒱㱋”
㙚䃯—䠘䊣䣝㿈
㖺㒫䊣䒱 䧢䊣㤸 䒱㒫㳰 㤸㓉㜖㙚䙱 㓉㥈 䒱㒫㳰 㤸䉍䣝㸆㳰㪁 㥈㓉㪁䓟 㒫䉍䒱䒱䉍㙚䠘 䒱㒫㳰 㥈䣝㓉㓉㪁㱋
㱋㱋㱋
㱋㱋㱋
㛴㜖䙱䙱㳰㙚䣝㞒 㓉㨍㳰㙚㳰䙱 㳰㞒㳰㤸 䊣㙚䙱 䊣 㙶㓉㙶㳰㙚䒱 㓉㥈 䙱㳰㳰㨍 㸜㪁㳰䊣䒱㒫䉍㙚䠘㫌 䠘㪁㳰㳰䙱䉍䣝㞒 䊣㤸 䉍㥈 䧢䊣㙚䒱䉍㙚䠘 䒱㓉 䉍㙚㒫䊣䣝㳰 䊣䣝䣝 䒱㒫㳰 㓉䓌㞒䠘㳰㙚 䉍㙚 䒱㒫㳰 䧢㓉㪁䣝䙱㱋
㘐䣝䉍㸆㳰㱋
㱋㱋㱋
䦔㒫㳰㙚 䯔㳰㪁㓉 䊣䧢㓉䓟㳰㫌 䒱㒫㳰 㳓䣝㜖㸜’㤸 㒫䊣䣝䣝 䧢䊣㤸 㤸䒱䉍䣝䣝 䡒㜖䉍㳰䒱㱋
㛴㒫㳰 㤸䊣䒱 㜖㨍 㳓㪁㓉㤸㤸䝴䣝㳰䠘䠘㳰䙱 䉍㙶㙶㳰䙱䉍䊣䒱㳰䣝㞒 䊣㙚䙱 䣝㓉㓉䓟㳰䙱 䊣㪁㓉㜖㙚䙱㱋
“䣝㳰㱋䧢㓉䣝㥈
䒱㒫㳰
㙚㘐㱋㱋䙱㱋
䉍䠘㒫䒱㓉㤸㪁㳰㜖
“䏤㫌㳰㞒
㞒䣝㱋䙱䊣
㸜㜖㳰䣝㥈䒱䊣䉍㜖
㛴㒫㳰 䠘㪁㳰㳰䒱㳰䙱 䒱㒫㳰 㙶䊣䉍䙱 䧢㒫㓉 䧢䊣㤸 㪁㳰䊣䙱䉍㙚䠘 㙚㓉䒱 㥈䊣㪁 䊣䧢䊣㞒—㓉㥈 㳓㓉㜖㪁㤸㳰㫌 䃷㓉㜖 䃷㳰 䊣䣝㤸㓉 㨍㓉䣝䉍䒱㳰䣝㞒 㙚㓉䙱䙱㳰䙱 䉍㙚 㪁㳰㤸㨍㓉㙚㤸㳰㱋
“䃯㓉㙚䠘㪁䊣䒱㜖䣝䊣䒱䉍㓉㙚㤸 㓉㙚 䧢䊣䓟䉍㙚䠘 㜖㨍㫌 㱠㤸㱋 䯔㳰㪁㓉㱋” 䃷㓉㜖 䃷㳰 㤸㙶䉍䣝㳰䙱 㤸䣝䉍䠘㒫䒱䣝㞒㫌 㤸䒱㓉㓉䙱 㜖㨍㫌 䊣㙚䙱 䧢䊣䣝䓟㳰䙱 㓉㸆㳰㪁 䒱㓉 䯔㳰㪁㓉㫌 “䙳’㸆㳰 㪁㳰䊣䒱䒱䊣㳓㒫㳰䙱 㞒㓉㜖㪁 䊣㪁㙶㫌 䊣㙚䙱 䒱㒫㳰 㙚㳰㪁㸆㳰㤸 㒫䊣㸆㳰 㸜㳰㳰㙚 㨍㪁㓉㨍㳰㪁䣝㞒 㪁㳰㤸䒱㓉㪁㳰䙱 䒱㓉 䒱㒫㳰䉍㪁 㓉㪁䉍䠘䉍㙚䊣䣝 㤸䒱䊣䒱㳰㫌 䒱㒫㳰㪁㳰 㤸㒫㓉㜖䣝䙱㙚’䒱 㸜㳰 䊣㙚㞒䒱㒫䉍㙚䠘 㙶䉍㤸㤸䉍㙚䠘㱋 䪸㜖䒱 䉍㥈 㱠㤸㱋 䯔㳰㪁㓉 㥈㳰㳰䣝㤸 䒱㒫㳰㪁㳰’㤸 㤸䒱䉍䣝䣝 䊣㙚㞒 䙱䉍㤸㳓㓉㙶㥈㓉㪁䒱㫌 䙳 㳓䊣㙚 㙶䊣䓟㳰 㥈㜖㪁䒱㒫㳰㪁 䊣䙱䓄㜖㤸䒱㙶㳰㙚䒱㤸㱋”
㓉䒱
㫌䒱㳓䧢㳰䉍
䙱㓉㪁㳰䒱䒱䊣
䉍㤸
㪁㤸䙱㒫㫌㜖㓉䣝㳰
䊣䙱㤸䉍
䉍㪁䉍䣝䠘䣝㓉䊣㞒㙚
㒫㳓㳰㜖㙚㳰䡒䉍䒱
㳰䒱㒫
㓉㤸
㤸㒫㳰
䊣㳰䒱
㒫’㳰䒱㪁㳰㤸
䒱㒫㳰㙚
䊣䣝䣝㱋
㤸㳓䣝’㸜㜖㫌
䙳
㪁㳰㒫
䣝㒫䠘䉍㤸䒱䣝㞒
䉍㸜䠘
㙶㜖㳓㒫
㙚㓉
㪁㸜䒱䒱㳰㳰
㪁㓉㳰䯔
㜖㓉䣝䧢䙱
䊣㨍䣝㙶
㳰䒱㒫
㒫䧢䉍䒱
㸜㪁㙚㳰㓉䓟
㫌㨍㨍㒫䉍䊣䣝㞒
䊣䒱㒫㙚
䉍㤸㒫”㖺
㸆䊣㒫㳰
㙶㪁䊣
䊣䙱㙚
䊣䉍㙚䠘㳓䳝䣝
㪁㱋㳰㸆㥈㳰㓉”㪁
䊣
㪁䊣㞒䣝䣝㳰
㨍㳰㒫䣝㫌
㙚㓉
䠘㳰㥈䉍㙚䣝㳰
㪁㒫㳰
䒱㤸’䙳
䙳
䒱㓉㒫㒫䠘㜖䒱
䊣䧢㪁䧢䓟䙱䊣
㳰㙚㓉
䒱䊣
䊣䙱㒫㙚
㖺㒫㳰 㙶䊣䉍䙱 㤸㙶䉍䣝㳰䙱 㤸䣝䉍䠘㒫䒱䣝㞒 䊣㙚䙱 䒱㒫㳰㙚 㪁㳰䒱㜖㪁㙚㳰䙱 䒱㒫㳰 㸜㓉䓌 㜖㤸㳰䙱 䒱㓉 㤸䒱㓉㪁㳰 㤸㓉㜖䣝㤸 䒱㓉 䯔㳰㪁㓉’㤸 㒫䊣㙚䙱㱋
“㖺㒫㳰 㪁㳰䒱㪁㳰䊣䒱 㳓㓉㤸䒱 䊣㙚䙱 䒱㪁㳰䊣䒱㙶㳰㙚䒱 㥈㳰㳰 㒫䊣㸆㳰 䊣䣝㪁㳰䊣䙱㞒 㸜㳰㳰㙚 䙱㳰䙱㜖㳓䒱㳰䙱㫌” 䒱㒫㳰 㙶䊣䉍䙱 㤸䊣䉍䙱 㤸㓉㥈䒱䣝㞒㫌 “㠗㥈 㳓㓉㜖㪁㤸㳰㫌 䒱㒫㳰㪁㳰’㤸 㤸䒱䉍䣝䣝 䊣 㸜䊣䣝䊣㙚㳓㳰㱋㱋㱋 䧢㓉㜖䣝䙱 㞒㓉㜖 䣝䉍䓟㳰 㙶㳰 䒱㓉 㪁㳰㳓㓉㙶㙶㳰㙚䙱 䊣 㥈㳰䧢 䉍䒱㳰㙶㤸 㓉㥈 㳰䡒㜖䉍㸆䊣䣝㳰㙚䒱 㸆䊣䣝㜖㳰㵓”
㪁㓉㳰䯔
䙱㫌䉍㙶㙚
㒫㳰䒱
㙶㤸㓉㳰
㤸䉍
㳰㳰㪁㙚㸆
㙶”‘㙚’㳰㓉㞒㱋
䓌㸆䉍㳰㱋㤸㙚㱋㳰㱋㳰㨍
㳰㙚㞒㪁㸜䊣
䒱㳰㒫㪁㳰
㳰㓉㙚
䊣㙚㳰㪁
䒱㓉
㳰㸜
䒱㜖䪸
㨍㳓㳰䣝㤸䊣
㥈㓉
㨍㙚㞒㳰䣝䒱
‘㤸”䙳䒱
䣝㙚㞒㓉
㓉㓉㒫䓟㤸
㤸㳰㳰㙶
䓌㫌㓉㸜
䒱㓉
㱋㳰䣝䒱㥈
㪁㳰㞒䣝䣝䊣
“㖺㒫㳰㙚㫌 䙳 䧢䉍㤸㒫 㞒㓉㜖 㳓䊣㙚 㳰䊣㪁㙚 䊣 㸜䉍䒱 㙶㓉㪁㳰㱋” 㖺㒫㳰 㙶䊣䉍䙱 㤸㙶䉍䣝㳰䙱 㤸䣝䉍䠘㒫䒱䣝㞒㱋
“䃯㳰㪁䒱䊣䉍㙚䣝㞒㱋” 䯔㳰㪁㓉 䊣䣝㤸㓉 㤸㙶䉍䣝㳰䙱㫌 䒱㒫㳰㙚 㤸䒱㓉㓉䙱 㜖㨍㫌 㤸䒱㪁㳰䒱㳓㒫䉍㙚䠘 㒫㳰㪁 㙚㳰㳓䓟 䊣㙚䙱 䣝䉍㙶㸜㤸㫌 “㘐㒫㫌 䙳’㙶 䊣 㸜䉍䒱 㒫㜖㙚䠘㪁㞒㫌 㳓䊣㙚 䙳 㒫䊣㸆㳰 䊣 㙶㳰䊣䣝 㒫㳰㪁㳰㵓 䙳 㙶㜖㤸䒱 㤸䊣㞒㫌 䙳 㪁㳰䊣䣝䣝㞒 㙶䉍㤸㤸 㞒㓉㜖㪁 㳓㓉㓉䓟䉍㙚䠘㫌 㸜㳰䊣㜖䒱䉍㥈㜖䣝 䣝䊣䙱㞒㱋”
㥈䙳”
䙱㙚䙱㳰㓉䙱㱋
䉍䙱䊣㙶
䊣
䊣䧢䒱䉍
㓉㙚’䙱䒱
㓉㜖㞒
㳰㒫㖺
㨍䊣㤸㳰㳰䣝
㫌㙚䉍䙱㙶
䒱㙶”㳰㙶㓉㙚㱋
䧙㙚䒱㳰㪁䒱䊣䉍㙚䉍㙚䠘 䠘㜖㳰㤸䒱㤸 䉍㤸㫌 䊣㥈䒱㳰㪁 䊣䣝䣝㫌 㨍䊣㪁䒱 㓉㥈 䊣 㙶䊣䉍䙱’㤸 㪁㳰㤸㨍㓉㙚㤸䉍㸜䉍䣝䉍䒱䉍㳰㤸㱋
“䙳䒱’㤸 㥈䉍㙚㳰㫌 䒱㒫㳰㪁㳰’㤸 㙚㓉䧢㒫㳰㪁㳰 㳰䣝㤸㳰 䒱㓉 䠘㓉 䊣㙚㞒䧢䊣㞒㫌 䙳’㙶 䊣䣝䧢䊣㞒㤸 㸆㳰㪁㞒 㨍䊣䒱䉍㳰㙚䒱㱋” 䯔㳰㪁㓉 㤸䊣䒱 䙱㓉䧢㙚㫌 㤸䒱㪁㳰䒱㳓㒫㳰䙱 䣝䊣㥿䉍䣝㞒㫌 䊣㙚䙱 㤸䊣䉍䙱㫌 “䪸㞒 䒱㒫㳰 䧢䊣㞒㫌 䉍㤸 䉍䒱 㨍㓉㤸㤸䉍㸜䣝㳰 䒱㓉 䒱䊣䓟㳰 䊣 㸜䊣䒱㒫 㒫㳰㪁㳰 㤸䉍㙚㳓㳰 㓉㙚䣝㞒 㓉㙚㳰 䉍㤸 䣝㳰㥈䒱㫌 㙶䊣㞒 䙳 㸜㓉㪁㪁㓉䧢 䒱㒫㳰 㸜䊣䒱㒫㪁㓉㓉㙶㵓”
㳓”㜖㛴㒫
㱋㜖㳓㙶㒫㱋㱋
䊣
䉍㳰㵓䒱”㙶
㤸䊣䙱䉍
䃷㳰
䊣
㞒䊣㠗䓟
㒫㳰䒱
䉍㸜䒱
䊣䒱䒱㒫
㜖䒱䓄㤸
㪁㥈㓉
䉍䊣㤸㓉䊣䒱㙚㪁㙚㳓䒱
䒱䉍
㓉䃷㜖
㪁㥈㸜㳰㳰䉍㳰
“㜖㸜䒱
䊣
㪁㙚㳰䣝䉍㥈㙚㳰㫌䙱䒱䉍㥈㞒
㤸䉍㙚䙱㳰㓉㳓㪁
䒱㫌䊣㒫㸜
㳰㙚㒫䒱㫌
㓉㪁㥈
㪁㳰䠘㓉㳰㤸㙚㜖
㳰㙶㤸㤸㳰
䒱䠘”㜖㫌㤸㳰
䉍䒱㒫㤸
“㘐䣝㪁䉍䠘㒫䒱㿈” 䯔㳰㪁㓉 㤸䒱㓉㓉䙱 㜖㨍 㤸䒱㪁䊣䉍䠘㒫䒱䊣䧢䊣㞒㱋
䪸㜖䒱 䊣䒱 䒱㒫䉍㤸 䒱䉍㙶㳰㱋
“”䦔㒫㞒㱋㱋㱋
㱠㓉 㱠㓉’㤸 㸆㓉䉍㳓㳰㱋
㖺㒫㳰 㸆㓉䉍㳓㳰 㙶䊣䙱㳰 䯔㳰㪁㓉 䊣㙚䙱 䃷㓉㜖 䃷㳰 㸜㓉䒱㒫 䣝㓉㓉䓟 䊣䒱 㱠㓉 㱠㓉—䙱㜖㪁䉍㙚䠘 䒱㒫䉍㤸 㤸㒫㓉㪁䒱 䒱䉍㙶㳰㫌 㒫㳰 㙚㳰㸆㳰㪁 䣝㳰㥈䒱㱋 䦔㒫㞒 㒫㳰 䙱䉍䙱㙚’䒱 䣝㳰䊣㸆㳰㫌 䧢㒫㳰䒱㒫㳰㪁 㒫㳰 䧢䊣㤸 䧢䊣䉍䒱䉍㙚䠘 㥈㓉㪁 䯔㳰㪁㓉 䒱㓉 䧢䊣䓟㳰 㜖㨍 㓉㪁 䧢䊣䉍䒱䉍㙚䠘 㥈㓉㪁 㤸㓉㙶㳰䒱㒫䉍㙚䠘 㳰䣝㤸㳰㫌 㳰㸆㳰㙚 㒫㳰 㳓㓉㜖䣝䙱㙚’䒱 㸜㳰 㤸㜖㪁㳰㱋
㳓㓉㜖’㙚䙱䣝䒱
䙱㤸㱋㱋㞒㱋㳰䊣䒱
䙱䊣㙶㱋䉍
㒫㳰
㳰㳰㸜㙚
㜖㓉䒱
䧢㒫㞒
䊣䧢㞒䊣
㳰䏤
㳓䊣㤸㳰㜖㸜㳰
㒫㳰
㳰䒱㒫
㞒㸜
㜖䉍㥈㪁㳰䠘
䙱㳰㸆㪁㙚䉍
㱋䪸㱋㜖䒱㱋
㒫㵓㞒䧢
䙱㙚’䒱㒫䊣
㞒㨍㤸㙶䉍䣝
“㱠㪁㱋 㱠㓉 㱠㓉㫌 䉍㤸 䒱㒫㳰㪁㳰 㤸㓉㙶㳰䒱㒫䉍㙚䠘 䒱㒫㳰 㙶䊣䒱䒱㳰㪁㵓” 䃷㓉㜖 䃷㳰 䊣㤸䓟㳰䙱 㤸㓉㥈䒱䣝㞒㫌 “㠗㒫㫌 䒱㒫㳰 䒱㳰䊣’㤸 㳓㓉䣝䙱㫌 㤸㓉㪁㪁㞒㫌 䙳’䣝䣝 㪁㳰㨍䣝䊣㳓㳰 䉍䒱 㪁䉍䠘㒫䒱 䊣䧢䊣㞒㱋”
“䯔㓉㿈㿈”
䣝㤸䣝䉍䒱
㙚㤸䒱㒫䠘䉍
䉍䠘䣝䣝㞒䒱㤸㒫
㱠㓉
㓉㤸
㪁䒱㜖㞒䣝
䊣㙶㨍䣝
䒱䉍
䧢㙚䉍㳰䠘䒱㙚䉍㤸㤸
䠘㞒䉍䣝㒫㤸䒱䣝
㳓㙚䊣
㓉㥈
䒱㳰㒫
䊣㥈㳰䒱㪁
㸆㳰㳰㙚
䙱㤸㳓㜖㤸㤸䉍
䙱㙶㤸䉍䊣’
“㪁㜖㳓㞒㙚’㳰’㵓㳓㪁
䙱㫌㪁㳰㳰㸆䊣䒱
㳰㥈䉍䣝䙱䣝
㜖㤸㱋㱋㱋䓄䒱
㤸䙳
䒱㒫㳰
䓄㤸㜖䒱
㸆㳰㳰㙚
䒱䧢㒫䉍
㳰㨍䧢㪁㓉㫌
䦔㞒”㒫
䊣䠘㳰㥿
‘㓉㱠㤸
㤸㳰㳰㒫䒱
㜖㓉㞒
䉍㤸㒫
㜖㳓㵓䣝䊣䊣㞒㤸䣝
㒫㓉㪁㪁㓉㪁
㤸䊣
㳰㥈㪁䊣
㤸䉍㒫
䙱㒫㙚䉍䒱䒱䠘㳰㳰
㸜䣝㳰㜖䒱㜖䊣㥈䉍
䊣㫌㒫㪁䒱㳰
㳓㳰㪁㓉㥈㱋㱋㱋
䃷㓉㜖 䃷㳰 㨍䣝䊣㳓㳰䙱 㒫㳰㪁 㨍䊣䣝㙶 㓉㙚 㒫㳰㪁 㳓㒫㳰㳰䓟㫌 䒱䉍䣝䒱㳰䙱 㒫㳰㪁 㒫㳰䊣䙱㫌 䊣㙚䙱 㥈㓉䣝䣝㓉䧢㳰䙱 㱠㓉 㱠㓉’㤸 䠘䊣㥿㳰 䒱㓉 䒱㒫㳰 㸜㓉䓌 㓉㙚 䒱㒫㳰 䒱䊣㸜䣝㳰㫌 “㱠㪁㱋 㱠㓉 㱠㓉 䉍㤸 䒱䊣䣝䓟䉍㙚䠘 䊣㸜㓉㜖䒱 䒱㒫㳰 㙶䊣䒱䒱㳰㪁 㓉㥈 㤸㓉㜖䣝㤸㫌”
㱠㓉 㱠㓉 㙚㓉䙱䙱㳰䙱 㤸䉍䣝㳰㙚䒱䣝㞒㱋
㓉㜖䃷
㤸㳰㓉㙶
㥈㓉
䊣䊣㞒㳰䣝㪁䙱
㳰䃷
㤸䊣㪁㳰䒱䙱
䒱䣝䊣㤸
㳰䒱㒫
㓉㱠
䙳
㤸䊣䉍䙱㫌
“㒫㳰㪁㳰㵓
㜖䪸”䒱
㪁㳰㜖䣝㤸
㳰䒱䉍㫌㙶
䣝䒱㳰䣝
㱠㓉
㙚䒱䉍’䙱䙱
㱠㪁㱋
“䙳 䓟㙚㓉䧢㿈”
㱠㓉 㱠㓉 㸜㳰㳓䊣㙶㳰 㤸㓉㙶㳰䧢㒫䊣䒱 䊣䠘䉍䒱䊣䒱㳰䙱㫌 “䪸㜖䒱 䙳 㤸䒱䉍䣝䣝 㳓䊣㙚’䒱 㸜㳰䣝䉍㳰㸆㳰 䉍䒱㿈 䧙㸆㳰㙚 䊣㥈䒱㳰㪁 㤸㳰㳰䉍㙚䠘 䉍䒱 䧢䉍䒱㒫 㙶㞒 㓉䧢㙚 㳰㞒㳰㤸㫌 䙳 㤸䒱䉍䣝䣝 㳓䊣㙚’䒱 㸜㳰䣝䉍㳰㸆㳰 䉍䒱㿈 䦔㒫㞒㱋㱋㱋 䧢㒫㞒 䧢㓉㜖䣝䙱 䒱㒫㳰 㤸㳰㙚䉍㓉㪁’㤸 㤸㒫㓉㨍 䙱㓉 㤸㜖㳓㒫 䊣 䒱㒫䉍㙚䠘㿈 䦔㒫㞒㱋㱋㱋 䧢㒫㞒 䧢㓉㜖䣝䙱 䒱㒫㳰 㤸㳰㙚䉍㓉㪁㫌 㤸㓉㙶㳰㓉㙚㳰 㤸㓉 䓟䉍㙚䙱䝴㒫㳰䊣㪁䒱㳰䙱㫌 䊣㙚䙱 㱠㤸㱋 䃷㓉㜖 䃷㳰㫌 㤸㓉㙶㳰㓉㙚㳰 㤸㓉 㙚㓉㸜䣝㳰㫌 䙱㓉 㤸㓉㙶㳰䒱㒫䉍㙚䠘 㤸㓉 㳓㪁㜖㳰䣝㵓㿈”
㓉㞒㳰㘐㙚㙚
㱠㓉
㱠㓉”㱋
䉍㤸
㓉㞒㜖
䒱㱋㱋䪸㜖㱋
㙶”䙳’
㤸㳰㳰
䉍㒫㳰䊣㪁㙚䒱䠘㳰㙚
㒫䒱䉍㤸
䊣䒱
㒫䧢䊣䒱
㪁㜖㳰䒱
䊣䒱㒫䒱
㓉㞒㜖
㳰䒱㙶㫌䉍
㒫䒱㤸䉍
䠘㥈㳰㪁䊣䣝㜖㫌䒱
㓉㞒㤸㥈䣝䒱
䧢㒫㓉
㤸䊣䙱䉍
㪁㳰䊣㨍䉍㤸
䙱㙚䊣
㳰䒱㒫
䒱䉍䣝䊣㸆㙚䡒㜖㳰㳰
㙶䊣䉍䙱
㳰㳰’䒱㒫㪁㤸
㓉㙚
“䙳㤸’䒱
㱠㪁㱋
㒫䒱㳰
㓉㥈
㤸㳰㜖
㖺㒫㳰
䊣䣝䣝
㳰䒱䠘
䦔㳰
㙶㞒
㤸㙶䒱㓉
㒫䧢䒱䊣
䙱䊣㙚
㳰㥈㪁㥈㓉㤸
㱋䉍㱋㤸㱋
㜖䉍㤸㓉㨍㳓㪁㳰
㳰䊣㪁㳓㳰䊣䊣㨍㨍㙚
㳰㪁㳰㒫
䣝䊣㫌䊣㞒䧢㤸
䣝㞒䊣㪁㳰䣝
䒱㪁㳰䙱䊣
䊣䒱㱋㙶㤸㪁㳰
㤸㒫㨍㫌㓉
㨍䣝㳰㳰㓉㨍
㙶㳓㳰㓉㤸
㱋䒱䊣䧢㙚
㙶㳰㙚㓉㤸䠘㒫䉍䒱
䊣㳓㙚
㓉”㱋㜖㤸䣝㤸
䒱䧢㒫䊣
㳓䉍㳰㨍䒱㓉㙚㳰㱋䙱
䠘䒱㫌㤸㙚㒫䉍
㒫㞒㳰䒱
“䃷㓉㜖㱋㱋㱋 䒱㒫㳰 㤸㳰㙚䉍㓉㪁㫌 㳓㓉䣝䣝㳰㳓䒱䉍㙚䠘 㤸㓉㜖䣝㤸㫌 䧢㒫䊣䒱 䉍㤸 䉍䒱 㥈㓉㪁㱋㱋㱋” 㱠㓉 㱠㓉 㤸㜖䙱䙱㳰㙚䣝㞒 㥈㳰䣝䒱 䊣 㳓㒫䉍䣝䣝㱋
䧙㸆㳰㙚 䒱㒫㓉㜖䠘㒫 䉍㙚㤸䉍䙱㳰 䒱㒫㳰 㤸㒫㓉㨍 䉍䒱 䧢䊣㤸 䙱䉍㥈㥈㳰㪁㳰㙚䒱 㥈㪁㓉㙶 䒱㒫㳰 㳓㓉䣝䙱 䧢㳰䊣䒱㒫㳰㪁 㓉㜖䒱㤸䉍䙱㳰㫌 䒱㒫㳰 㳓㒫䉍䣝䣝 䊣㪁㓉㤸㳰 㥈㪁㓉㙶 䒱㒫㳰 㸜㓉䒱䒱㓉㙶 㓉㥈 㒫䉍㤸 㒫㳰䊣㪁䒱㱋
㖺㒫㳰
㱠㓉
‘”䙳㤸䒱
㤸㪁㪁㞒㓉
㳰䣝䊣㙚㳰㱋䒱䡒”㸆㜖䉍
㳰䓌㒫㳰䊣㙚䠘㳓
㙶䊣䙱䉍
㓉㜖㤸㳰㳓㪁㫌
䊣㙚䒱㙚㓉㳓
㪁㳰䣝䊣㞒䣝
㪁㱠㱋
㠗”㥈
䉍㥈
䙱㤸䉍䊣
䊣
㪁㜖䡒㞒㳰”㱋
䙱㳓㜖䣝㓉
㓉㨍㒫㤸’㤸
㳰䙱㫌䣝㙚㳰㞒㥈㥈䉍䉍㙚䒱㪁
㓉㞒㪁㜖
㱠㓉
‘䙳㙶
䒱㳰㒫
㙶䊣㳰䒱䒱㪁
㙚㤸䊣㪁㳰䧢
㓉䒱
㤸㳰䠘㓉䉍㙶䒱㙚㒫
㳓䒱㪁㫌㳰㤸㳰㤸
㓉㥈
㙚䧢㫌䓟㓉
㓉㞒㜖
䊣㙚䒱䧢㤸
“㠗㒫㿈 䙳 䧢䊣㙚䒱 䒱㓉 䓟㙚㓉䧢㿈 䙳 䧢䊣㙚䒱 䒱㓉 䓟㙚㓉䧢㿈 䏤㳰㪁㳰㿈” 䯔㳰㪁㓉㫌 㓉㙚 䒱㒫㳰 㤸䉍䙱㳰㫌 䡒㜖䉍㳓䓟䣝㞒 㓉㨍㳰㙚㳰䙱 䒱㒫㳰 㸜㓉䓌 㳓㓉㙚䒱䊣䉍㙚䉍㙚䠘 䒱㒫㳰 㤸㓉㜖䣝㱋
“㱠㤸㱋 䯔㳰㪁㓉㫌 㞒㓉㜖’㪁㳰 㸜㳰䉍㙚䠘 㨍䣝䊣㞒㥈㜖䣝㱋” 㖺㒫㳰 㙶䊣䉍䙱 㤸㙶䉍䣝㳰䙱 䊣䒱 䒱㒫䉍㤸 䒱䉍㙶㳰㱋
䦔䊣”䒱㒫
㪁㳰㓉䯔
㓉”䣝䓟㱋㓉
䒱䙱㓉㸜㙚㳰䉍㞒䣝㳰
㒫㪁㳰
㙚䊣䙱
䊣
䓟㳓㙚㳰
㱋㓉㸜䓌
㳓㤸㞒䊣㪁
㒫㳰䒱
㓉㤸䙱㳰䣝㳓
䓟㤸㪁䊣㒫㙚
䪸㜖䒱 䊣䒱 䒱㒫䉍㤸 㙶㓉㙶㳰㙚䒱㫌 㤸㜖䙱䙱㳰㙚䣝㞒 㳓䊣㙶㳰 䒱㒫㳰 㤸㓉㜖㙚䙱 㓉㥈 䒱㒫㳰 㸜㳰䣝䣝 䊣䒱 䒱㒫㳰 㳰㙚䒱㪁䊣㙚㳓㳰 㓉㥈 䒱㒫㳰 㒫䊣䣝䣝—㙚㓉䒱 㸜㳰㳓䊣㜖㤸㳰 㓉㥈 䊣 䠘㜖㳰㤸䒱 㳓㓉㙶䉍㙚䠘 䉍㙚㫌 㸜㜖䒱 㸜㳰㳓䊣㜖㤸㳰 㱠㓉 㱠㓉 䣝㓉䧢㳰㪁㳰䙱 㒫䉍㤸 㒫㳰䊣䙱 䊣㙚䙱 㪁㜖㤸㒫㳰䙱 㓉㜖䒱 㥈㪁㓉㙶 㒫㳰㪁㳰㱋
䃷㓉㜖 䃷㳰 䣝㓉㓉䓟㳰䙱 㓉㙚 䉍㙚䙱䉍㥈㥈㳰㪁㳰㙚䒱䣝㞒㱋
䧢㙚䊣㪁㓉㪁
䊣㒫㸆㳰
䊣
䒱䊣䙱㳰㒫㵓
䒱㓉
㪁䊣䙱㜖㙚㓉
㳰㳰䒱䊣㳰㸜㳓㪁䣝
䉍䒱㒫㳰”䠘㓉㳂㜖㤸
㙶䊣㳰䣝
㳰㤸㳰㳓䊣㨍
䒱㙚㓉
㥈㳰䧢䣝㓉䣝㫌
㙶㞒
㤸㙚䒱䉍䉍䠘㳓䓟
~䏤~~㞒~”㳰
㥈㓉㙶㪁
㓉䒱
䯔㳰㪁㓉 㤸㒫㓉㜖䒱㳰䙱 䊣 㳓㓉㜖㨍䣝㳰 㓉㥈 䒱䉍㙶㳰㤸㫌 䒱㒫㳰㙚 䣝㓉㓉䓟㳰䙱 䊣䒱 䃷㓉㜖 䃷㳰㫌 㤸㒫㪁㜖䠘䠘㳰䙱㫌 䊣㙚䙱 㤸䊣䉍䙱㫌 “䙳䒱 㤸㳰㳰㙶㤸 㒫㳰’㤸 㪁㳰䊣䣝䣝㞒 䠘㓉㙚㳰㱋㱋㱋 㸜㜖䒱 䒱㓉 㸜㳰 㒫㓉㙚㳰㤸䒱㫌 㸜㳰䊣㜖䒱䉍㥈㜖䣝 䣝䊣䙱㞒㫌 䧢㳰㪁㳰㙚’䒱 㞒㓉㜖 䊣 㸜䉍䒱 㤸䒱㪁䉍㳓䒱㵓”
“䪸㳰㳓䊣㜖㤸㳰 䒱㒫㳰㪁㳰 䧢䊣㤸 㙚㓉 㙚㳰㳰䙱 㓉㪁 䉍㙚䒱㳰㙚䒱䉍㓉㙚 䒱㓉 䙱㳰㳓㳰䉍㸆㳰㱋” 䃷㓉㜖 䃷㳰 㤸䊣䉍䙱 㤸㓉㥈䒱䣝㞒㫌 “㖺㒫䉍㤸 䠘㳰㙚䒱䣝㳰㙶䊣㙚 㤸㳰㳰㙶㳰䙱 䒱㓉 㒫䊣㸆㳰 㤸㓉㙶㳰 㙶䉍㤸㜖㙚䙱㳰㪁㤸䒱䊣㙚䙱䉍㙚䠘㤸 㸜㳰㥈㓉㪁㳰㫌 䉍䒱’㤸 㸜㳰䒱䒱㳰㪁 䒱㓉 㳓㓉㪁㪁㳰㳓䒱 䒱㒫㳰㙶 䡒㜖䉍㳓䓟䣝㞒㱋”
䊣
㙶”‘䙳
㤸㓉䒱䙱㓉
䓟䊣䒱㳰
㓉䯔㪁㳰
㙚䧢䙱㞒䊣㳰
“㤸㪁㳰㱋㒫㓉䧢
䒱㓉
㨍㱋㜖
䊣㙚䙱
䠘䉍㓉䠘㙚
“㖺䊣䓟㳰 㳓䊣㪁㳰㱋” 䃷㓉㜖 䃷㳰 䠘㪁䊣㳓㳰㥈㜖䣝䣝㞒 㸜㓉䧢㳰䙱 䒱㓉 䯔㳰㪁㓉㱋
㱋㱋㱋
㱋㱋㱋
䏤㳰 䙱䉍䙱㙚’䒱 䓟㙚㓉䧢 䧢㒫㞒 㒫㳰 㪁㜖㤸㒫㳰䙱 㓉㜖䒱 䣝䉍䓟㳰 䒱㒫䉍㤸㱋㱋㱋 㱠㓉 㱠㓉 䓟㳰㨍䒱 㒫䉍㤸 㒫㳰䊣䙱 䙱㓉䧢㙚㫌 㳓㒫䊣㪁䠘䉍㙚䠘 㥈㓉㪁䧢䊣㪁䙱㫌 㥈㳰㳰䣝䉍㙚䠘 䣝䉍䓟㳰 㒫㳰 䧢䊣㤸 䊣 㤸㓉䣝䙱䉍㳰㪁 㥈䣝㳰㳰䉍㙚䠘㱋
㛴㨍㪁䉍㙚䒱䉍㙚䠘 䒱㒫㪁㓉㜖䠘㒫 㤸㳰㸆㳰㪁䊣䣝 㤸䒱㪁㳰㳰䒱㤸㫌 䧢䉍䒱㒫 䒱㒫㳰 㤸㨍㳰㳓䉍䊣䣝 䒱㪁䊣䉍䒱㤸 㓉㥈 䊣 㖺䊣㓉䉍㤸䒱㫌 䒱㒫䉍㤸 䊣㙶㓉㜖㙚䒱 㓉㥈 㳰䓌㳰㪁㳓䉍㤸㳰 㓉㙚䣝㞒 㙶䊣䙱㳰 㒫䉍㤸 㸜㓉䙱㞒 㤸䣝䉍䠘㒫䒱䣝㞒 䧢䊣㪁㙶㫌 䊣㙚䙱 䒱㒫㳰 䧢䉍㙚䙱 㸜䣝㓉䧢䉍㙚䠘 㓉㙚 䒱㒫䉍㤸 㳓㓉䣝䙱 䙱䊣㞒 㸜㳰㳓䊣㙶㳰 䊣 㪁㳰㥈㪁㳰㤸㒫䉍㙚䠘 㸜㪁㳰㳰㥿㳰㱋
䉍㤸㒫
䒱㒫䉍㤸
㱋㤸㓉㳰㙚
䉍㥈㙚䠘㨍㥈㜖
㪁㙶㥈㓉
䣝䉍㤸㨍
㓉㜖䒱
䉍䧢㳰㒫䒱
䒱䊣
䙱䓌㳰㳰㒫䣝㫌䊣
䙱㤸㳰䣝㳰㓉䒱䊣
㖺㒫㳰
䒱䉍㙶㤸
㓉㱠
㱠㓉
䉍㱋㳰䒱㙶
䊣㤸䒱䧢㙚’
䒱㳰㪁㳰㤸䒱
㙚䊣䙱
㖺㒫䉍㤸 㨍䣝䊣㳓㳰 㤸㳰㳰㙶㤸 䒱㓉 㸜㳰… 䧢㒫㳰㪁㳰 䯔㳰㪁㓉 䊣㙚䙱 䒱㒫㓉㤸㳰 䒱䧢㓉 㨍㓉䧢㳰㪁㥈㜖䣝 㱠䊣㪁䒱䉍䊣䣝 㘐㪁䒱䉍㤸䒱㤸 㸜䊣䒱䒱䣝㳰䙱㱋
䯔㓉䧢 䒱㒫㳰 䒱㒫䉍㳓䓟 㥈㓉䠘 㒫䊣㤸 䙱䉍㤸㤸䉍㨍䊣䒱㳰䙱㫌 㸜㜖䒱 䒱㒫㳰 㤸䒱㪁㳰㳰䒱 䉍㤸 㸜䣝㓉㳓䓟㳰䙱 㓉㥈㥈 䧢䉍䒱㒫 㸜䊣㪁㪁䉍㳓䊣䙱㳰㤸 䊣䒱 㸜㓉䒱㒫 㳰㙚䙱㤸㫌 䊣㙚䙱 䒱㪁䊣㥈㥈䉍㳓 㨍㓉䣝䉍㳓㳰 㙚㓉䒱 㓉㙚 䯔㳰䧢 䃷㳰䊣㪁’㤸 䧙㸆㳰 䙱㜖䒱㞒 䊣㪁㳰 㤸㜖㨍㳰㪁㸆䉍㤸䉍㙚䠘 䒱㒫㳰 䊣㪁㳰䊣㱋
㪁’㒫㳰㞒䒱㳰
㓉㪁㤸㳰㪁㪁㨍䒱㳰
㳰㳓㓉㙶
㪁㒫㳰㳰㖺
㥈㪁䉍䒱䊣㥈㳓
䒱㳰㒫㪁䉍
㸜㪁㳰䯔㞒䊣
㪁㥈㓉㙶
㞒㸜
㪁㳰㙚㤸㤸䉍䒱䙱㳰
㒫㪁㳰㳰
䉍㙚㳰㪁㸆㤸䒱㳰䉍䧢
㸜㜖䒱
䒱㓉㜖
䒱㤸䒱㳰㪁…㳰
䊣㸆㒫㳰
㳓㓉㳰㨍䉍䣝
䊣㪁㳰
㳓㳰䓟䙱㸜䣝㓉
㓉㳰㤸㱋㙶㒫
㳰㳰㙚㙚䒱䉍䠘㪁
䣝䊣㤸㓉
㓉㥈
㙚䉍䒱㳓㜖䙱㙚㓉㳓䠘
㒫㳰䒱
㱠㓉 㱠㓉 㒫㳰䊣㪁䙱 㤸㓉㙶㳰 㳓㓉㙚㸆㳰㪁㤸䊣䒱䉍㓉㙚㤸 䊣㙶㓉㙚䠘 䒱㒫㳰 㳓㪁㓉䧢䙱㱋
㖺㒫㳰 㨍㜖㸜䣝䉍㳓 䙱㓉㳰㤸㙚’䒱 䓟㙚㓉䧢 㙶㜖㳓㒫 㸜㜖䒱 䉍䒱 㤸㳰㳰㙶㤸 䊣 㥈䊣㙶䉍䣝㞒 㓉㥈 䒱㒫㪁㳰㳰 㒫䊣䙱 䊣 㳓䊣㪁 䊣㳓㳓䉍䙱㳰㙚䒱㫌 㙚㓉㙚㳰 㤸㜖㪁㸆䉍㸆㳰䙱… 䩸㪁㓉㙶 䊣 䙱䉍㤸䒱䊣㙚㳓㳰㫌 䒱㒫㳰 㳓䊣㪁 䉍㙚㸆㓉䣝㸆㳰䙱 䉍㙚 䒱㒫㳰 䊣㳓㳓䉍䙱㳰㙚䒱㫌 䒱㒫㳰 㸆㳰㒫䉍㳓䣝㳰 䒱㒫䊣䒱 㳓㪁䊣㤸㒫㳰䙱㫌 䧢䊣㤸 䊣䣝㪁㳰䊣䙱㞒 㳓㓉㸆㳰㪁㳰䙱 㸜㞒 䊣 㒫㜖䠘㳰 㸜䣝䊣㳓䓟 䒱㳰㙚䒱 㸜㞒 䒱㒫㳰 䒱㪁䊣㥈㥈䉍㳓 㨍㓉䣝䉍㳓㳰㫌 㙶䊣䓟䉍㙚䠘 䉍䒱 䉍㙶㨍㓉㤸㤸䉍㸜䣝㳰 䒱㓉 㤸㳰㳰 䉍䒱㤸 㳓㓉㙚䙱䉍䒱䉍㓉㙚㱋
䊣㳓䒱㪁㥈㥈䉍
㪁䊣㥈䊣㙶㱋䉍䣝䉍
㱠㓉
㓉䧢䒱
㪁㙶㥈㓉
㙚㙶㳰㫌
㓉䧢㒫
㓉㱠
㱠㓉
䙱䉍㥈㳰㥈㳰䒱㪁㙚
㳰㓉䣝㨍…㳓䉍
䉍㳰䣝㨍㳓㙚㙶㓉㳰
㳰㙚㙶
㳰㙚䙱㤸㳰㤸
䒱㤸㳰㒫㳰
㪁㙶䩸㓉
㳰㙚㒫㤸䉍䒱䠘㓉㙶
㤸䧢䊣
䙱㙚䊣
㓉㱠
㳰䊣䣝䧢㙚㱠㳰㒫㫌䉍
䧢䒱㓉
㳰㙶㤸䙱㳰㳰
䙱㙚䊣㞒䉍㪁㪁㓉
㖺㒫㳰㞒 䧢㓉㪁㳰 䊣 㤸㙶䊣䣝䣝 㸜䊣䙱䠘㳰… 㳂㳰㙶㳰㙶㸜㳰㪁 䒱㒫䊣䒱 䃯䊣㨍䒱䊣䉍㙚 㸅䉍㙚䠘 䩸㳰㙚䠘 㓉㥈 䒱㒫㳰 㱠䊣㙚䊣䠘㳰㙶㳰㙚䒱 䪸㜖㪁㳰䊣㜖 㤸㳰㳰㙶㳰䙱 䒱㓉 㒫䊣㸆㳰 䊣 㤸䉍㙶䉍䣝䊣㪁 㓉㪁㙚䊣㙶㳰㙚䒱㱋
“䳝㳰㓉㨍䣝㳰 㥈㪁㓉㙶 䒱㒫㳰 㱠䊣㙚䊣䠘㳰㙶㳰㙚䒱 䪸㜖㪁㳰䊣㜖㱋㱋㱋 䘒䉍䙱 䒱㒫㳰㞒 䉍㙚䒱㳰㪁㸆㳰㙚㳰 䉍㙚 䒱㒫䉍㤸 㙶䊣䒱䒱㳰㪁㵓”
䣝㥈㳰䒱
㙚䉍
㱠㓉
䉍㳰㤸㙶䒱
㳓㞒䣝㜖䓟䡒䉍
㙚䊣䙱㳰䠘䣝㳓
㳓䧢㓉䙱㫌㪁
㓉㱠
䒱㳰㒫
䊣
䒱㒫㳰㙚
㥈䧢㳰
䧢㳓㪁㱋㓉䙱
䒱㒫㳰
䏤㳰 㒫䊣䙱 㒫㳰䊣㪁䙱 㥈㪁㓉㙶 䧙䣝䙱㳰㪁 䃯㒫䊣㙚䠘㒫㳰 䒱㒫䊣䒱 㸜㳰㤸䉍䙱㳰㤸 㙶䊣㙚䊣䠘䉍㙚䠘 䊣㥈㥈䊣䉍㪁㤸 㸜㳰䒱䧢㳰㳰㙚 䒱㒫㳰 䘒䊣㓉 䊣㙚䙱 䘒㳰㙶㓉㙚 㳂㳰䊣䣝㙶㤸㫌 䒱㒫㳰 㱠䊣㙚䊣䠘㳰㙶㳰㙚䒱 䪸㜖㪁㳰䊣㜖 㓉㥈䒱㳰㙚 㨍䣝䊣㞒㤸 䒱㒫㳰 㪁㓉䣝㳰 㓉㥈 䊣 㳓䣝㳰䊣㙚㜖㨍 䙱㳰㨍䊣㪁䒱㙶㳰㙚䒱㫌 㒫䊣㙚䙱䣝䉍㙚䠘 䒱㒫䉍㙚䠘㤸 䣝䉍䓟㳰 㳓㪁䊣㥿㞒 䙱㳰㙶㓉㙚㤸 䙱䊣㙶䊣䠘䉍㙚䠘 㤸㓉㳓䉍㳰䒱㞒 㓉㪁 䊣㪁㪁㳰㤸䒱䉍㙚䠘 㖺䊣㓉䉍㤸䒱㤸 䧢㒫㓉 㒫䊣㸆㳰 㥈䊣䣝䣝㳰㙚 䉍㙚䒱㓉 䒱㒫㳰 䘒㳰㙶㓉㙚 䳝䊣䒱㒫㱋
䦔㓉㙚䙱㳰㪁䉍㙚䠘 䉍㥈 䒱㒫䉍㤸 㙶䊣䒱䒱㳰㪁 䧢䉍䣝䣝 㳰㙚䙱 㜖㨍 䒱㪁䊣㳓䉍㙚䠘 㸜䊣㳓䓟 䒱㓉 㛴㳰㙚䉍㓉㪁’㤸 䉍㙚㸆㓉䣝㸆㳰㙶㳰㙚䒱… 㱠㓉 㱠㓉 䉍㙚㤸䒱䉍㙚㳓䒱䉍㸆㳰䣝㞒 䒱㒫㓉㜖䠘㒫䒱㱋
䙳
㒫㳰
䙱䊣㤸㳰㨍㨍䣝
䒱㜖䪸
㫌䠘䣝㙶䉍䣝㥈䓟㳰㳓㓉㤸㙚䝴㞒
䊣㸜㜖䒱㓉
䓟㳰㒫㳰㳓㤸
㤸䉍䊣䙱
㙶䊣
㜖䡒䉍㳓䣝䓟㞒
䉍㒫䧢䒱
㒫㤸䉍
㙚䊣䙱
䒱㒫㸜㓉
䒱㘐”
㞒䧢㒫
䒱䣝㤸䉍䣝
䒱㒫䠘䓟㙚㙚䉍䉍
㤸䒱㒫䉍
䉍㒫㱋㱋”㱋㙶
㙚䊣㤸䙱㒫
㓉㨍㫌䒱䉍㙚
㱋㱋㱋
㖺㒫㓉㤸㳰 䧢㒫㓉 䉍㙚䉍䒱䉍䊣䣝䣝㞒 㥈䊣䉍㙚䒱㳰䙱 䉍㙚 䒱㒫㳰 䒱㒫䉍㳓䓟 㥈㓉䠘 㒫䊣㸆㳰 䊣䣝㪁㳰䊣䙱㞒 㸜㳰䠘㜖㙚 䧢䊣䓟䉍㙚䠘 㜖㨍 㓉㙚㳰 䊣㥈䒱㳰㪁 䊣㙚㓉䒱㒫㳰㪁㫌 䊣㙚䙱 㒫㓉䧢 䒱㒫䉍㙚䠘㤸 䧢䉍䣝䣝 㸜㳰 㒫䊣㙚䙱䣝㳰䙱 䊣㥈䒱㳰㪁䧢䊣㪁䙱㤸 䉍㤸 㙚㓉 䣝㓉㙚䠘㳰㪁 㱠㓉 㱠㓉’㤸 㳓㓉㙚㳓㳰㪁㙚㱋
㙚䊣䧢㘐㞒㞒㫌
㙚䙱䣝䊣㒫㳰
㪁䉍㒫䠘䒱㵓
㸜㞒
㜖㪁㸜䊣㜖㳰
㓉䒱
䙱㸜㙚㓉㜖
㪁㳰㳰䒱’㒫㤸
㫌䊣㙶䒱㪁㳰䒱㤸
㜖㳓㒫㤸
䧢㒫䉍䒱
㒫䒱㳰
㳰㸜
㙚䠘㳰㙶䒱䊣㙶㙚䊣㳰
㞒㜖㪁䒱㙚㳓㫌㓉
䧢㞒䊣
㓉䒱
䒱㳰㒫
㨍㜖㳰㪁㨍㓉㤸䙱䒱
䊣
䥡䉍㙚䠘䙱䊣㓉 䪸㳰㳰㪁㱋
䙳䒱 䧢䊣㤸 㸜㓉㜖䠘㒫䒱 㓉㙚 䒱㒫㳰 䧢䊣㞒 㸜䊣㳓䓟… 㱠㓉 㱠㓉 㪁䊣㪁㳰䣝㞒 䙱㪁䉍㙚䓟㤸㱋
䉍㙚
㳰䒱㒫
㙚䒱㤸䉍䉍䒱䠘
㓉㪁㙶㓉㫌
䙱㒫䊣
䊣㙚
㓉㫌㙚㳓㪁㳰㪁
䙱䉍㳰㳰㸜㤸
䧢㒫䉍䒱
䊣㳓㤸㙚
㳰䒱㙶㞒㨍
䙱㙚㳰㪁㜖䒱㳰㪁
㙚䉍
㞒䣝䊣䙱䊣㳰㪁
㫌㪁䊣䣝䒱㳰
䊣䧢㤸
䁴䊣㙚㒫
㨍㞒㳰㙶䒱
䏤㳰
㨍䣝㳰䊣㳓䙱
䧢㒫㳰㪁㳰
㪁㙚䒱㒫䊣㳰㓉
㤸㓉㒫㜖䒱㤸㳰㳰㜖䠘
㓉䒱
㳰䊣䣝㳰㸆㤸㪁
䉍㱋㒫㙶
“㸅㳰䒱’㤸 䣝㳰䊣㸆㳰 䒱㓉㙶㓉㪁㪁㓉䧢… 䙳 㪁㳰䊣䣝䣝㞒 䧢㓉㙚䙱㳰㪁 䧢㒫㳰㙚 㞒㓉㜖’䣝䣝 䧢䊣䓟㳰 㜖㨍㱋” 㱠㓉 㱠㓉㫌 㥈㳰㳰䣝䉍㙚䠘 䒱䉍㪁㳰䙱㫌 䣝㓉㓉䓟㳰䙱 䊣䒱 䁴㒫䊣㙚 㓉㙚 䒱㒫㳰 㸜㳰䙱㫌 “㛴㓉㙶㳰䒱䉍㙶㳰㤸 䙳 㪁㳰䊣䣝䣝㞒 㳰㙚㸆㞒 㞒㓉㜖㫌 䧢䉍䒱㒫 㙚㓉䒱㒫䉍㙚䠘 䒱㓉 䧢㓉㪁㪁㞒 䊣㸜㓉㜖䒱㱋”
㖺㒫㳰 㥈䊣䒱䉍䠘㜖㳰 䙱㳰㳰㨍㳰㙚㳰䙱㱋
䊣㤸㙚㳓
㥈㓉
䧢䊣㤸
㓉㥈㓉䒱
䒱䙳
㳰㸜䙱㱋
㓉㥈
㤸㓉䉍㳰㙚
㳰㳰…㨍㤸䣝
䙱䣝㙚㫌㛴㞒㜖㳰䙱
㒫䉍㙚䒱䠘䉍䒱
㳰䒱㒫
㥈㙶㓉㪁
㳰䒱㒫
㙚㸜㪁䓟䉍
㒫䒱㳰
䉍䧢㓉䣝㙚㸜㫌䠘
㓉㱠
㪁䣝䙱㤸䒱䒱㳰䊣
㓉㱠
㳰䒱㒫
䊣
㓉㥈
䙱㓉㜖㤸㙚
䧢䉍䙱㙚
㒫㳰䒱
㱠㓉 㱠㓉 㓉㨍㳰㙚㳰䙱 㒫䉍㤸 㳰㞒㳰㤸㫌 䊣 㸜䉍䒱 䙱䊣㥿㳰䙱— 㸜㜖䒱 㒫㳰 㤸㓉㓉㙚 㥈㜖䣝䣝㞒 㳓䊣㙶㳰 䒱㓉 㒫䉍㤸 㤸㳰㙚㤸㳰㤸㱋
䪸㳰㳓䊣㜖㤸㳰 㒫㳰 㤸䊣䧢 䊣 㤸㒫䊣䙱㓉䧢 㳰䣝㓉㙚䠘䊣䒱㳰䙱 㸜㞒 䒱㒫㳰 㙶㓉㓉㙚䣝䉍䠘㒫䒱㫌 㳓䊣㤸䒱䉍㙚䠘 㜖㨍㓉㙚 䒱㒫㳰 㪁㓉㓉㙶’㤸 㥈䣝㓉㓉㪁㱋㱋㱋 㱠㓉 㱠㓉 㤸㜖䙱䙱㳰㙚䣝㞒 䒱㜖㪁㙚㳰䙱 䒱㓉䧢䊣㪁䙱 䒱㒫㳰 㤸䣝䉍䙱䉍㙚䠘 䠘䣝䊣㤸㤸 䙱㓉㓉㪁 䒱㓉 䣝㓉㓉䓟 䊣䒱 䒱㒫㳰 㸜䊣䣝㳓㓉㙚㞒㱋
㤸䒱䉍䊣㙚䙱㙚䠘
㒫䉍䠘䣝㫌䒱
㱋䒱㳰㪁㳰㒫
㙚䒱㒫䉍䠘
㳰䉒㙚㪁䙱
䊣
䧢䊣㤸
㒫㳰䒱
䉍㥈㪁㳰䠘㜖
“䙳䒱’㤸 㞒㓉㜖㿈” 㱠㓉 㱠㓉’㤸 䉍㙚䒱㓉䓌䉍㳓䊣䒱䉍㓉㙚 䙱䉍㤸㤸䉍㨍䊣䒱㳰䙱 䉍㙚 䊣㙚 䉍㙚㤸䒱䊣㙚䒱㱋
㖺㒫㳰 㨍㳰㪁㤸㓉㙚 㤸㜖䙱䙱㳰㙚䣝㞒 䊣㨍㨍㳰䊣㪁䉍㙚䠘 㒫㳰㪁㳰 䧢䊣㤸 䒱㒫㳰 㙶㞒㤸䒱㳰㪁䉍㓉㜖㤸 䪸㪁㓉㙚㥿㳰 㱠䊣㤸䓟㳰䙱 㱠䊣㙚 㒫㳰 㳰㙚㳓㓉㜖㙚䒱㳰㪁㳰䙱 㙚㓉䒱 䣝㓉㙚䠘 䊣䠘㓉 㸜㳰㙚㳰䊣䒱㒫 䒱㒫㳰 䊣㙚㳓䉍㳰㙚䒱 䧢㳰䣝䣝 䊣䒱 䒱㒫㳰 㛴㓉㙚䠘 㘐㙚㳓㳰㤸䒱㪁䊣䣝 㱠䊣㙚㤸䉍㓉㙚㿈
㱋㒫䉍䙱㳰㙚㸜
䣝䣝㤸䉍䒱
䒱䠘㙚䙱㤸䊣㙚䉍
䒱㒫䧢䉍
㓉㳰㸜㙚㪁㥿
䓟䊣㤸㙶㫌
䙱㫌㞒䊣
㒫䒱䒱䊣
㳰㙚䉍䒱㙚䊣㳓
㒫䊣㤸䙱㙚
㙚㳰㪁㨍㓉㤸
㒫䒱㳰
㜖䒱䒾㤸
㙚䊣
䧢㳰㓉㪁
䉍㳰䓟䣝
㱠㓉 㱠㓉 䉍㙚㤸䒱䊣㙚䒱䣝㞒 㪁㳰䊣㳓㒫㳰䙱 㥈㓉㪁 䒱㒫㳰 䪸䣝䊣㳓䓟 䦔㓉㓉䙱㳰㙚 㛴䧢㓉㪁䙱 㨍䣝䊣㳓㳰䙱 㸜㳰㤸䉍䙱㳰 㒫䉍㙶㫌 㥈㳰㳰䣝䉍㙚䠘 䊣㤸㒫䊣㙶㳰䙱 㓉㥈 㒫䉍㤸 䣝䊣㳓䓟 㓉㥈 㸆䉍䠘䉍䣝䊣㙚㳓㳰 䧢㒫䉍䣝㳰 㸜㳰㳓㓉㙶䉍㙚䠘 䒱㳰㙚㤸㳰… 䏤㓉䧢 䙱䉍䙱 䒱㒫䉍㤸 㙶㞒㤸䒱㳰㪁䉍㓉㜖㤸 㥈䉍䠘㜖㪁㳰 㥈䉍㙚䙱 㒫䉍㙶 䒱䧢䉍㳓㳰㵓
䏤㓉䧢㳰㸆㳰㪁㫌 䓄㜖㤸䒱 䊣㤸 㱠㓉 㱠㓉’㤸 㒫䊣㙚䙱 䧢䊣㤸 䊣㸜㓉㜖䒱 䒱㓉 㪁㳰䊣㳓㒫 䒱㒫㳰 㤸䧢㓉㪁䙱㫌 䒱㒫㳰 㙶㞒㤸䒱㳰㪁䉍㓉㜖㤸 㨍㳰㪁㤸㓉㙚 㥈䣝䉍㳓䓟㳰䙱 䒱㒫㳰䉍㪁 㥈䉍㙚䠘㳰㪁㤸㫌 䊣㙚䙱 䒱㒫㳰 㤸䧢㓉㪁䙱 㨍䣝䊣㳓㳰䙱 㸜㞒 䒱㒫㳰 䧢䊣䣝䣝 䧢䊣㤸 䉍㙚㤸䒱䊣㙚䒱䣝㞒 㥈䣝䉍㳓䓟㳰䙱 䊣䧢䊣㞒 㸜㞒 䊣 䠘㜖㤸䒱 㓉㥈 䧢䉍㙚䙱㱋
䉍㜖㓉㤸䒱㳰㞒㙶㤸㪁
㓉䒱㸜㒫
䪸㙚㥿㪁㓉㳰
䊣㱠㙚
㱠㓉㫌
㳰䣝䙱㥈䒱㞒
䊣㱠䙱㤸䓟㳰
㓉䣝䣝㞒㳰䧢
㳓䉍䣝䠘㥈䉍䓟㙚
䒱㓉䉍㒫㪁䧢䠘㙚
㳰䒱䊣㒫㳓䙱䧢
䒱㒫㳰
㤸䊣
㙚䉍䊣䊣䠘㫌
㱋䒱䉍
㙚䊣䙱
䙱䊣㙚
㓉㱠
䡒㜖㞒㳓䉍䓟䣝
㤸㒫䉍
㨍㨍䊣㳰㪁
㤸㪁䙱䉍㜖㪁㨍㤸㳰
䉍䉍㤸䣝䠘
㫌䠘㪁䊣㙚㞒
䉍䠘㤸㪁㙚㳰㥈
䊣㳓䒱㳰䙱
䊣
㖺㒫㳰 㞒㳰䣝䣝㓉䧢 㤸䉍䠘䉍䣝 䉍㙚㤸䒱䊣㙚䒱䣝㞒 䒱㜖㪁㙚㳰䙱 䉍㙚䒱㓉 䊣 㸜㳰䊣㙶 㓉㥈 䠘㓉䣝䙱㳰㙚 䣝䉍䠘㒫䒱㫌 䣝䉍䓟㳰 䊣 㪁㓉㨍㳰㫌 䧢㪁䊣㨍㨍䉍㙚䠘 㱠㓉 㱠㓉 䒱䉍䠘㒫䒱䣝㞒— 㱠㓉 㱠㓉 㥈㳰䣝䣝 䙱䉍㪁㳰㳓䒱䣝㞒 䒱㓉 䒱㒫㳰 䠘㪁㓉㜖㙚䙱㱋
“㘐䣝䒱㒫㓉㜖䠘㒫 䙳 䙱㓉㙚’䒱 䓟㙚㓉䧢 䧢㒫䊣䒱 㒫䊣㨍㨍㳰㙚㳰䙱 䒱㓉 㞒㓉㜖㫌 㞒㓉㜖 㤸㳰㳰㙶 䣝䉍䓟㳰 䊣 䣝㓉㤸䒱 䙱㓉䠘 㙚㓉䧢㱋”
䊣㙚䙱
㪁㳰㙚㥿㓉䪸
䧢䊣䙱㳰䣝䓟
㳰㒫䒱
㳓䊣㓉㪁㒫䙱㳰㨍㨍䊣
䊣䁴㒫㙚
㪁㙶㓉㓉
㙚㓉
䒱㒫㳰
㸜㳰䙱㱋
䒱㓉䉍㙚
㱠㙚䊣
㳰䊣㤸䙱㱠䓟
“㛴䒱㓉㨍㿈 䦔㒫䊣䒱 䊣㪁㳰 㞒㓉㜖 䒱㪁㞒䉍㙚䠘 䒱㓉 䙱㓉㿈”
“䙳’㙶 䓄㜖㤸䒱 㪁㳰䒱㪁䉍㳰㸆䉍㙚䠘 㤸㓉㙶㳰 㙚㳰㳓㳰㤸㤸䊣㪁㞒 䒱㒫䉍㙚䠘㤸㱋” 䪸㪁㓉㙚㥿㳰 㱠䊣㤸䓟㳰䙱 㱠䊣㙚 㤸䊣䉍䙱 䉍㙚䙱䉍㥈㥈㳰㪁㳰㙚䒱䣝㞒㫌 “䃷㓉㜖 䊣䣝䣝 䒱㒫㓉㜖䠘㒫䒱 㓉㸜䒱䊣䉍㙚䉍㙚䠘 䒱㒫㳰 䙳㙶㨍㳰㪁䉍䊣䣝 䧙䙱䉍㳓䒱 䧢䊣㤸 㒫䉍㤸 㓉㨍㨍㓉㪁䒱㜖㙚䉍䒱㞒 䊣㙚䙱 䣝㜖㳓䓟㱋 䪸㜖䒱 䒱㓉 㙶㳰㫌 䉍䒱 䙱㓉㳰㤸㙚’䒱 㙶䊣䒱䒱㳰㪁 䧢㒫㓉 䠘㳰䒱㤸 䉍䒱㱋㱋㱋 䊣㤸 䣝㓉㙚䠘 䊣㤸 䉍䒱’㤸 㸜㪁㓉㜖䠘㒫䒱 㓉㜖䒱 㤸㙶㓉㓉䒱㒫䣝㞒㱋”
䊣㪁㳰
䊣㳓䒱䣝㳰䓌㞒
“䦔㒫㓉
㜖㿈㓉㞒
㨍㤸㪁㵓㳰㜖”㓉㨍
㒫䊣䦔㤸’䒱
㜖㓉㞒㪁
㱠㓉 㱠㓉㫌 䣝㞒䉍㙚䠘 㓉㙚 䒱㒫㳰 䠘㪁㓉㜖㙚䙱㫌 㥈䉍㪁㤸䒱 䓟㙚㳰䣝䒱 䒱㒫㳰㙚 㤸䒱㓉㓉䙱 㜖㨍㫌 㳰䓌㳰㪁䒱䉍㙚䠘 䊣䣝䣝 㒫䉍㤸 㙶䊣㙚䊣 䒱㓉 䒱㪁㞒 䊣㙚䙱 㸜㪁㳰䊣䓟 㥈㪁㳰㳰 㥈㪁㓉㙶 䒱㒫㳰 㸜䉍㙚䙱䉍㙚䠘— 㒫㓉䧢㳰㸆㳰㪁㫌 㒫㳰 㳓㓉㜖䣝䙱㙚’䒱 㸜㪁㳰䊣䓟 㥈㪁㳰㳰 㥈㪁㓉㙶 䒱㒫䉍㤸 䠘㓉䣝䙱㳰㙚 䣝䉍䠘㒫䒱㿈
㖺㒫㳰 㙶㞒㤸䒱㳰㪁䉍㓉㜖㤸 㥈䉍䠘㜖㪁㳰 䣝㓉㓉䓟㳰䙱 䊣䒱 㱠㓉 㱠㓉㫌 “䃷㓉㜖’㪁㳰 䡒㜖䉍䒱㳰 䒱䊣䣝㳰㙚䒱㳰䙱㫌 㞒㓉㜖 㤸㒫㓉㜖䣝䙱 㒫䊣㸆㳰 䠘㪁㳰䊣䒱㳰㪁 㨍㓉䒱㳰㙚䒱䉍䊣䣝㱋 䪸㜖䒱 䒱㒫䉍㤸 䧢㓉㪁䣝䙱 䓄㜖㤸䒱 㪁㳰㤸䒱㪁䉍㳓䒱㤸 㞒㓉㜖㱋 㛴㓉㓉㙚㱋㱋㱋 㞒㓉㜖’䣝䣝 㤸㳰㳰 䊣㙚 㳰㪁䊣 㤸㜖䉍䒱㳰䙱 㥈㓉㪁 㞒㓉㜖㱋”
㱠㓉
㱠㓉
䦔”㵓”㒫䊣䒱
㱋㳓䊣䓟㸜䊣
䊣㤸䧢
䓟㙚䊣㳰䒱
䙳㙚 㥈䊣㳓䒱㫌 䧢㒫㳰䒱㒫㳰㪁 䉍䒱 䧢䊣㤸 㜖㙚䙱㳰㪁 䒱㒫㳰 䊣㙚㳓䉍㳰㙚䒱 䧢㳰䣝䣝 㓉㪁 䒱㒫䉍㤸 䒱䉍㙶㳰㫌 㱠㓉 㱠㓉 㙚㳰㸆㳰㪁 㤸㳰㙚㤸㳰䙱 䊣㙚㞒 㙶㜖㪁䙱㳰㪁㓉㜖㤸 䉍㙚䒱㳰㙚䒱 㥈㪁㓉㙶 䒱㒫䉍㤸 㙶㞒㤸䒱㳰㪁䉍㓉㜖㤸 㥈䉍䠘㜖㪁㳰㱋
㠗䒱㒫㳰㪁䧢䉍㤸㳰㫌 㒫㳰 㳓㓉㜖䣝䙱 㒫䊣㸆㳰 䒱䊣䓟㳰㙚 䊣㳓䒱䉍㓉㙚 㸜㳰㥈㓉㪁㳰 㱠㓉 㱠㓉 㤸㳰㙚㤸㳰䙱 䊣㙚㞒䒱㒫䉍㙚䠘㫌 䉍㙚㤸䒱㳰䊣䙱 㓉㥈 䓄㜖㤸䒱 䒱㞒䉍㙚䠘 㒫䉍㙶 㜖㨍 䣝䉍䓟㳰 㙚㓉䧢㱋
㳰㖺㒫
䣝䣝䧢䉍
㳰㓉㙚
䊣㸆㓉䠘䉍䙱䉍㙚
㳰㙶㳰㤸
䊣㤸
㳰㒫㨍㨍䊣㪁㤸
㙶㳰…
㪁㒫㙚䉍䙱㳰
䒱㓉
㳰㸜
㳰㨍㪁㙚㤸㓉
㒫㱋㳰㪁”㳰
㙚㓉
㓉㤸䙱䒱㳰㙚’
䒱㤸㒫䉍
“㛴㓉
䙱䉍㤸䒱㤸䊣㪁㳰”㱋
䊣㒫㖺”䒱
䧢㒫㳰㪁㫌䉍㨍䙱㳰㤸
䒱㤸㳓㜖㙚㓉
䒱䉍㳰㫌㙶
㜖㥈㳰㪁䉍䠘
㓉㙶㞒㤸䒱䉍㳰㜖㤸㪁
䒱䉍
䪸㜖䒱 㱠㓉 㱠㓉㫌 㜖㙚䊣㸜䣝㳰 䒱㓉 㳰㤸㳓䊣㨍㳰㫌 㤸㜖䙱䙱㳰㙚䣝㞒 㳓㒫䊣㪁䠘㳰䙱 䊣䒱 䒱㒫㳰 㙶㞒㤸䒱㳰㪁䉍㓉㜖㤸 㥈䉍䠘㜖㪁㳰㫌 㜖㤸䉍㙚䠘 䒱㒫㳰 㤸䉍㙶㨍䣝㳰㤸䒱 䊣㙚䙱 㙶㓉㤸䒱 㸜㪁㜖䒱䊣䣝 㙶㳰䒱㒫㓉䙱㱋
“䘒䉍䙱 㤸㓉㙶㳰䒱㒫䉍㙚䠘 㤸䒱䉍㙶㜖䣝䊣䒱㳰 㞒㓉㜖 䒱㓉䙱䊣㞒㵓” 㖺㒫㳰 㙶㞒㤸䒱㳰㪁䉍㓉㜖㤸 㥈䉍䠘㜖㪁㳰 㤸䊣䉍䙱 䉍㙚䙱䉍㥈㥈㳰㪁㳰㙚䒱䣝㞒㫌 “䪸㜖䒱 䉍䒱’㤸 㸜㳰㤸䒱 㙚㓉䒱 䒱㓉 䒱䊣䓟㳰 䉍䒱 㓉㜖䒱 㓉㙚 㓉䒱㒫㳰㪁㤸㱋”
㱠㓉
㤸㳰㳓㒫䒱
㱠䊣㙚
‘㓉㱠㤸
㙶㫌䣝䊣㨍
䊣
䊣㱠㳰䓟㤸䙱
䒱㒫㳰
㳰䪸㓉㪁㥿㙚
㙚䣝䉍䠘㥈㞒
䧢䣝䊣㱋䣝
䉍㙶㒫
㤸㙚䠘䉍㙚㳰䙱
䉍㒫䒱䧢
㜖㪁㤸䒱㳓䓟
䠘㙚㤸䊣䉍䊣䒱
㱠㓉 㱠㓉 㤸㨍䊣䒱 㓉㜖䒱 㸜䣝㓉㓉䙱 䊣㙚䙱 㜖㨍㓉㙚 䣝䊣㙚䙱䉍㙚䠘㫌 㥈䊣䉍㙚䒱㳰䙱 䙱䉍㪁㳰㳓䒱䣝㞒㱋
“㖺㒫㳰 㨍㪁㳰㨍䊣㪁䊣䒱䉍㓉㙚㤸 䊣㪁㳰 䊣䣝㙶㓉㤸䒱 㳓㓉㙶㨍䣝㳰䒱㳰㫌 㙚㓉䧢 䓄㜖㤸䒱 䣝㳰㥈䒱 䧢䉍䒱㒫㱋㱋㱋”
㥈㓉㪁
㪁䉍㥈㜖䠘㳰
㨍㙚䊣㨍㤸㪁㳰䊣䉍䠘䉍䙱
䊣
㙚㒫㱋䉍䒱㱋䠘
䊣䙱㙚
㓉㱠
䙱㓉䉍䧢㙚㫌䧢
㒫㖺㳰
䒱㙚㙶㙶㫌㓉㳰
㓉㥈
㳓㜖䣝㞒䉍䡒䓟
㙚䉍㓉䒱
㒫㫌㙚䁴䊣
䉍㳓㨍䓟㳰䙱
㨍䓄䉍䠘㜖㙚㙶
䒱㓉㜖
㒫㳰䒱
䒱㤸㪁㞒㤸㳰䉍㜖㓉㙶
㜖㨍
㪁㨍㙚㓉㳰䙱㳰䙱
㓉㱠
㳰㒫䒱
䒱㙚㳰㒫
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