Chapter 1028: Chapter 72: Where Is the Path to Immortality in This World? (34)
The mouth was dry and the brain felt like it was about to solidify like concrete, an unbearable disfort.
Ren Ziling opened her eyes slightly, a mist like smoke spread in the living room… Was the humidifier turned on?
She couldn’t quite remember, and squeezed her forehead hard; alcohol was taking its toll.
But never mind… it needed to be on anyway, after all, the heating was on in the house. Without humidification, waking up tomorrow would be even more unfortable, right?
She propped herself up slightly, the thin blanket on her body sliding off… Ren Ziling looked at the pillow she was resting on, confused… Wasn’t it placed in the corner of the sofa?
But her body really didn’t want to move. Fortunately, the water cup in front of the table was half full… Hmm, did she pour water?
Gulp, gulp.
Lying down again, her arm draped across her forehead… It should only be midnight, the outside still felt very quiet. Ren Ziling’s palm searched around the blanket on the ground — quickly finding what she wanted,
Cigarettes.
But when the cigarette box was opened, it was empty… Weren’t there still a few left?
Never mind… the heavy eyelids closed again. Ren Ziling turned over, wrapping the blanket around herself.
It felt… like someone had taken care of her…
Luo Qiu…
…
The light beam, still remained.
It appeared around zero hour, when the old and new year alternate, and persisted until after three in the morning — the world of the internet not only didn’t quiet down, but became even livelier.
It seems many people indeed chose to stay up this day.
On a rooftop of a residential building near the club’s new address, Luo Qiu was gazing at the distant light beam against the wind… At this moment, light footsteps came from behind.
“Master, I’ve already dealt with the junk food Miss Ren secretly stored, but I did add some noodles, rice, and oatmeal in the cupboard.”
“There’s no need to leave those things.” Luo Qiu shook his head, “She probably won’t open the cupboard even once in three months.”
“I also put frozen snacks like dumplings and wontons in the fridge. However, I only kept two cans of beer.” The maid said softly at this moment: “Additionally, the red wine Miss Ren has on hand was of too low quality, so I replaced some. It’s from what you picked up at Tu Shenyi Estate last time, the quality is quite good.”
“You didn’t also exterminate some pests, did you?” Luo Qiu joked slightly.
The maid nodded.
You really did it huh…
These things were originally something Luo Qiu intended to do himself — but seeing that the live stream on Ren Ziling’s tablet about the Mount Tai light beam was still on, Luo Qiu returned first.
“This is spiritual energy, right.” Ending the topic of the house, Luo Qiu gazed again at that beam shooting into the sky, it was of the same nature as the energy from the spiritual energy river he encountered underground in his city.
“At this level, it’s probably the power accumulated from nearby ley lines released.” The maid gave her own insight.
This saved Luo Qiu the step of purchasing intelligence — generally, You Ye’s insights were very close to the truth… She was, after all, the greatest treasure left to him by his predecessor.
“Having achieved this degree, it seems quite the determination was put in.” The maid smiled slightly at this moment.
Luo Qiu remained silent.
Indeed, having achieved this degree, the world structure might go through changes next.
If A Lai Ye still doesn’t appear… Is it as expected accepting this trend?
“I’m going back first.” Luo Qiu turned back at this time: “The uping matters, I’ll leave them to you to prepare.”
“Understood.” The maid obediently bowed her head, “Farewell, Master.”
“Oh, by the way.”
Luo Qiu suddenly said: “Next time, let’s make dumplings together, might be more fun doing it with two people.”
“Alright.”
After the master left, You Ye silently watched that massive beam of spiritual energy for a while, then waved her hand.
Beside her, the air began to twist, forming into a black vortex… The vortex expanded, shortly after reaching a diameter of two meters.
The maid stepped inside without a second thought… into the interdimensional rift.
…
…
“Chosen ones, congratulations, you have finally defeated the New Year special BOSS ‘Black-hearted Maid’! Please accept your rewards!”
In the sky of the world, the rolling clouds formed into a huge face, solemn, supreme, instilling fear… It was the master of this world, Lord Tai Yin.
The clouds gradually returned to their original form, in the special New Year dungeon map, the exhausted players collapsed to the ground… After battling for six to seven hours, converging over three thousand players from around the world, they finally managed to behead the special New Year BOSS, the intensity made them unwilling to experience it again.
But at this moment, those abundant rewards showered down like rain from the sky, falling into the hands of every surviving player, giving their hard work some repense.
Consider it a New Year gift, perhaps?
At the world’s end, in the distant Land of the Supreme God, the Main God… Hmph, barely back, Tai Yinzi promptly fell to the ground, his body shriveled like an old corpse.
“Went too hard for this special event, spiritual power pletely depleted… this poor Taoist feels terrible!”
Although in the system world created by the maid, most functions could be realized with the system’s power. However, as the system’s core, Tai Yinzi’s own spirit was continuously consumed.
“Logout…”
With trembling legs, like an aged man going disco dancing and needing to stick patches on his back, Tai Yinzi supported his waist and logged out of the game world.
In the room where the system host was placed, Tai Yinzi of the same image appeared instantly. He glanced at the robot Adam in the room, casually said: “Adam, rest for half an hour, temporarily switch to intelligent monitoring.”
“Understood.”
With fish-like half-opened eyes, Tai Yinzi suddenly asked softly: “Adam, where is your master?”
“The master and the master’s master went out.” Adam directly answered.
Master’s master…
Whoa! Boss is back?
Tai Yinzi was suddenly startled… but after hesitating for a bit, he yawned again. Anyway, the boss and the steward did not take him along for this outing… that means it has nothing to do with him.
But, with that venomous steward not around…
“Hehe…”
Tai Yinzi glanced at Adam, who was connected with numerous data lines to the system host, then subtly slipped out through the room’s door.
The state of the Black Soul Envoy is indeed mysterious, it can be regarded as another form of life — they can also feel tired and even hungry.
Of course, physical hunger can generally be supplemented by ingesting food… but there is actually something better which not only removes the feeling of hunger but also replenishes spiritual consumption directly.
Tai Yinzi knew where this item was kept — it was in the floral tea the maid brewed for the host to drink!
“Dear me, who would have known that this seemingly ordinary floral tea, its effect surpasses the Spiritual Liquid from my era… Hmm, I remember it’s hidden here, don’t think I didn’t know! I am the man who knows the three floors of this shop like the back of my hand!”
Although the effect and taste of the brewed tea are worlds apart from the maid’s craftsmanship… Tai Yinzi only needed the effect of the floral tea itself, taste isn’t a concern, once it’s in the stomach, isn’t it all the same?
“Hmm… The special New Year event seems to have concluded. What’s next… the Lantern Festival event?” Tai Yinzi mumbled as he sipped floral tea in the corridor, blowing on his shoulder.
“Hmm?”
But the door to one of the rooms in the corridor was ajar at this time… that scheming steward wouldn’t have been the one left to handle the aftermath, would he?
Curious, Tai Yinzi nudged the door open with his toe… without a doubt, this room was just an ordinary storage room, mostly filled with dry goods, condiments, and still, other beverages.
The room with loads of good things, I really wish to open it too…
“Has someone been here?”
On the table were some scattered items as well as a drawing tube… but the drawing tube was empty. Curious, Tai Yinzi started sifting through those scattered items one by one.
The last thing in hand was a small Embroidered Box… in fact, the box had rather special patterns on it.
Looking at the patterns on the box, Tai Yinzi stroked his chin, “This leyline looks so familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere?”
Suddenly, some long-forgotten memories opened instantly in Tai Yinzi’s mind, “Isn’t this… the sealed leyline of the restive Taoist?”
As for the restive Taoist, it was Tai Yinzi’s sect from five hundred years ago.
Tai Yinzi frowned, unable to resist the curiosity in his heart (mostly due to seeing something suspected to be from his former sect), he began tracing the leyline with his finger.
“Who wrote this leyline? It’s simply full of errors! Clearly, they haven’t been practicing well! Don’t let me catch you, you little brat!”
Click.
Soon after, under Tai Yinzi’s unsealing, the small Embroidered Box opened automatically, a dash of golden brilliance pierced through the slight crack.
Tai Yinzi frowned, opening the box directly, only to see blinding gold light right before his eyes, under this golden brilliance, he could faintly see the true appearance of the item within.
“This… could it be…” Tai Yinzi suddenly shivered, “Could it really be…”
His expression slightly changed, then hurriedly closed the box, tucked it into his bosom, and darted out of the storeroom, rushing to his workplace.
Ignoring Adam’s greetings, Tai Yinzi directly clicked open the puter’s perpetual calendar, flipping through… all the way to this year, this day.
“So it’s… the Penglai Gathering again.” Tai Yinzi plopped down, looking at the Embroidered Box in his hand, his expression shifting unpredictably.
“Lord Taiyin, would you like to continue maintaining the smart management program? You’ve been away from the game world for thirty-seven minutes and forty-five seconds.”
“Continue the hosting!” Tai Yinzi suddenly gritted his teeth, “I have to head out.”
With that, Tai Yinzi hurriedly dashed out—through the ancient pine wood door of the club.
…
…
All around were flourishing peach blossoms, petals falling everywhere, resembling a mythical realm.
Having spent some time in this place now, perhaps one or two hours? Zhuifeng blankly watched his brother Mo Xiaofei as he stood there dazed.
Ever since ing here, after saying some odd words, his brother had seemed to forget everything, standing motionless under a peach tree, not uttering a word.
Zhuifeng yawned, appearing somewhat weary.
Yet it was quite strange… despite the flourishing peach blossoms, the place seemed oddly quiet. Besides these peach trees, Zhuifeng hadn’t seen anything else that moved.
Not even insects seemed to exist… this place, while beautiful, faintly gave an impression of a dead air.
“Let’s go.” ‘Mo Xiaofei’ suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Zhuifeng.
“Go where?”
‘Mo Xiaofei’ raised his hand, pointing to a towering mountain path, its summit entirely shrouded in mist beyond the peach blossom forest: “There.”
“Brother… why did you say this place is dead, what do you mean?” Zhuifeng finally voiced the question in his heart.
“Don’t you know Penglai?” ‘Mo Xiaofei’ suddenly asked.
Zhuifeng shook his head honestly.
‘Mo Xiaofei’ frowned, asking again: “You haven’t heard the story of Xu Fu’s eastward journey seeking the elixir of immortality? Isn’t there plenty of versions of this story online?”
Scratching his head, Zhuifeng confessed embarrassedly: “Well… there’s no puter at home.”
‘Mo Xiaofei’, however, started heading toward the direction of that great mountain, speaking as he did: “Xu Fu was from Qin, seeking the elixir of immortality at the ruler’s mand. It is said that this elixir was in the hands of the Immortals of the Penglai Fairy Island.”
“Penglai Fairy Island… could it be this place?” Zhuifeng widened his eyes.
“Yes, and no.” ‘Mo Xiaofei’ shook his head, “This is merely its shell, what remains of it. But even if it’s only a shell, it is still a place likened to the Peach Blossom Spring, a fantastical realm.”
“It is quite beautiful…” Zhuifeng scanned the surroundings, then curiously asked: “Then did Xu Fu ultimately obtain the elixir of immortality from the Immortals for the Emperor?”
“He didn’t.” ‘Mo Xiaofei’ shook his head, “But he brought this dead Penglai back, and he brought back the corpse of an Immortal.”
“An Immortal!!” At this point, Zhuifeng’s expression was no longer merely wide-eyed, but utterly stunned!!
“It’s within that mountain.”
‘Mo Xiaofei’ said calmly: “Back then, the solitary ruler built numerous tombs, one of which was made to house this dead Penglai… the solitary ruler mobilized the country’s full force, ordering the subdued Taoists alongside the demons to set this place down firmly. Now…”
He sighed gently, “Now, the solitary ruler has returned. This place harboring the solitary ruler’s greatest regret throughout his life… “
老
魯
盧
㪯䠒䩅䪸
㣹䫼䞦
虜
䫼䠒
櫓
盧
䧐䴏䫼䠒㐶㖣
䲿㐶䫼䩅䠒㪯㪯䧐
䩢㾣㪯㗏䠒㾣䞦
䴏㣹㣹䠒䫼㪯
虜
擄
㖣㾣㭓䪸
蘆
㪯䠒䲈䲈䞦㐶㖣䶢㾣䠒䞦䫼㣹
㪯䧐䠒㾣䩢
䳘䠒㾣㪯䩢䩢䧐㪯㾣
䙁䫼
䶢䲈䞦䫼㖣䞦㐶㪯䲈䠒
㐶䩢㪯䠒䫼䩅㭓㪯㾣
䲿㪯䶢䠒㐶㛢
䠒䲈䫼㾣䞦㐶㾣
䧐䴏㪯
䞦
䞦
䴏䠒䧐㐶䫼
㭓䊳䡸䊳䊳
䳘䧐䴏㪯䶢
䴏㪯䧐
老
䠒㐶㾣䩅䲈䊳䩢㪯
㾣㔣䞦
䙁䧐 䴏䞦㣹 䧐䴏㪯 㾣䧐䞦䫼㢏㪯 䳘䲿 䞦䫼 㪯䫼䳘䶢䩢䳘㛢㾣 䡸䠒䶢㣹䊳
㾼㛢䧐 䠒䫼 䲿䞦㢏䧐㖣 䠒䧐 㔣䞦㾣 䞦䫼 㠟䞦㐶䩅㪯 䩎㪯䩢䳘䫼㖣 㛢䫼㣹㪯䶢 䧐䴏㪯 䞡㛢䞦䫼㭓㛢䞦䫼 㽙䞦䩅䞦㢏㪯 䖂㛢䫼 䩎㪯䲈䞦䶢䧐䩢㪯䫼䧐—䞦 䩢䳘䫼㾣䧐㪯䶢—䴏㪯䞦㣹䠒䫼㐶 䧐䳘㔣䞦䶢㣹 䧐䴏㪯 㣹䠒䶢㪯㢏䧐䠒䳘䫼 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 㐶䠒䞦䫼䧐 䩅䠒㐶䴏䧐 䲈䠒䩅䩅䞦䶢 㣹㪯㪯䲈 㔣䠒䧐䴏䠒䫼 䩠䳘㛢䫼䧐 㑭䞦䠒䊳
䫼㙺
䶢㪯㾣䧐䴏䊳䳘
䧐䞦
㐶䠒䞦䫼䧐
䞦㖣䖴䫼䠒䠒㭓
㛢㳢䠒
䞡䶢㖣䠒㛢䳘
䴏㾣䧐䠒
䧐䴏㪯
䲿䳘
㪯㪯㔣䶢
䫼䞦㣹
㢏䡸䪸䞦
䳄㛢䳘
䳘䩢㪯䫼䧐䩢㖣
䴏䧐㪯
㖣㽙䠒䞦䫼䈟䠒䞦䫼
䩎䳘㖣䫼㪯䩢
䳄䫼㐶䳘
㠟䞦㐶㪯䩅
㑭䴏㪯 㠟䞦㐶䩅㪯 䩎㪯䩢䳘䫼 㣹䠒㣹 䫼䳘䧐 䪸䫼䳘㔣 䠒䧐 䴏䞦㣹 䧐䴏㪯 䲿䳘䶢䧐㛢䫼㪯 䳘䲿 㢏䞦䶢䶢㭓䠒䫼㐶 䧐䴏㪯 䧐䶢㛢㪯 㣹䶢䞦㐶䳘䫼 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 㳢䳘㣹䩅㭓 䳄䞦䫼㣹㖣 䡸㛢䧐 㵰㛢㾣䧐 䧐䴏㪯 䲈䶢㪯㾣㪯䫼㢏㪯 䳘䲿 䞦 㐶䶢㪯䞦䧐 䲿䠒㐶㛢䶢㪯 䲿䶢䳘䩢 䞡㛢䞦䫼㭓㛢䞦䫼 㽙䞦䩅䞦㢏㪯 䩅䠒䪸㪯 㳢㛢䠒 䖴䠒䞦䫼㭓䠒 㔣䞦㾣 㪯䫼䳘㛢㐶䴏 䲿䳘䶢 䠒䧐 䧐䳘 䡸䳘䞦㾣䧐 䲿䳘䶢 㭓㪯䞦䶢㾣䊳
“䩠䶢䊳 㳢㛢䠒㖣 䠒䧐 㾣䴏䳘㛢䩅㣹 䧐䞦䪸㪯 䞦䫼䳘䧐䴏㪯䶢 䴏䞦䩅䲿 䞦 䧐㪯䞦’㾣 䧐䠒䩢㪯 䧐䳘 䶢㪯䞦㢏䴏 䧐䴏㪯 㣹㪯㾣䧐䠒䫼䞦䧐䠒䳘䫼䊳” 㑭䴏㪯 㠟䞦㐶䩅㪯 䩎㪯䩢䳘䫼 䶢㪯㾣䲈㪯㢏䧐䲿㛢䩅䩅㭓 㾣䞦䠒㣹䊳
“䞦䫼㑭䪸䴏
㛢㳢䠒
㛢䶢䳘㭓
䞦䠒䠒䖴䫼㭓
䴏䩢䠒䊳
䞦䧐
䳘㭓㛢
䧐䞦
䳘䞡㛢䠒䶢
䫼䳄䳘㐶
㾣䩢䞦㪯
䫼㐶䞦䩅㐶㢏䠒䫼
䲿㪯䳘”䶢䲿䊳䧐
䶢䲿䳘
䧐䴏㪯
䡸㪯䠒㾣㪯㣹
㖣㪯䳘㣹㣹㣹䫼
䧐䠒䩢㪯
䳄䳘䫼㐶 䞡䠒䶢㛢䳘 䴏䞦㣹 䫼䳘 㢏䴏䳘䠒㢏㪯 䡸㛢䧐 䧐䳘 䩅㪯䞦䫼 䞦㐶䞦䠒䫼㾣䧐 䳄㛢䳘 㽙䠒䞦䫼䈟䠒䞦䫼䊳䊳䊳 㔣䠒䧐䴏䳘㛢䧐 㾣䧐䶢㪯䫼㐶䧐䴏㖣 㾣䴏㪯 䲿䳘㛢䫼㣹 䧐䴏䠒㾣 䲿䩅㭓䠒䫼㐶 㾣䲈㪯㪯㣹 㪯䞿䧐䶢㪯䩢㪯䩅㭓 㛢䫼㢏䳘䩢䲿䳘䶢䧐䞦䡸䩅㪯㖣 㪯㾣䲈㪯㢏䠒䞦䩅䩅㭓 䠒䫼 㾣㛢㢏䴏 䞦 㢏䳘䩅㣹 㔣䠒䫼䧐㪯䶢䤇
㑭䴏㪯 㭓䳘㛢䫼㐶 䲿䞦㢏㪯 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 㳢䳘㣹䩅㭓 䳄䞦䫼㣹’㾣 䧐䶢㛢㪯 㣹䶢䞦㐶䳘䫼 䴏䞦㣹 䩅䳘䫼㐶 䡸㪯㪯䫼 䡸䩅䳘㔣䫼 䲈䞦䩅㪯 䡸㭓 䧐䴏㪯 㢏䳘䩅㣹 㔣䠒䫼㣹㖣 䡸㛢䧐 㾣䴏㪯 䲈㪯䶢㾣䠒㾣䧐㪯䫼䧐䩅㭓 䴏㪯䩅㣹 䳘䫼䧐䳘 䧐䴏㪯 㑭䶢㪯䞦㾣㛢䶢㪯 㾼㪯䞦㣹 䞦䫼㣹 㾣䧐䞦䶢㪯㣹 䞦䧐 䧐䴏㪯 䩅䞦䫼㣹 䡸㪯䫼㪯䞦䧐䴏 䧐䴏㪯 㠟䞦㐶䩅㪯 䩎㪯䩢䳘䫼䊳
㪯䶢䞦㪯㢏䧐
䞦
䩅䳘㣹㢏㛢
㪯㣹䩅䧐㢏䶢㭓䠒
䞦㾣
䡸䳘㣹㭓
䳘䲿
㪯䠒䩢㣹㛢䩢䊳
䠒䴏㢏䞦㪯㪯㗏
䞦
䳘䫼㗏䫼㢏䠒䠒䧐䫼㪯㪯䫼
䧐㪯䴏
䴏㾣㪯
䧐䳘
䞦
㪯䶢㛢㑭䶢㪯㾣䞦
㪯㾼㣹䞦
䶢䧐䳘䫼䠒㪯㪯䲈䲈㢏
䳘䴏䴏㐶䧐䶢㛢
䴏㑭㛢㐶䴏䳘
䞦㣹䫼
䶢䴏㖣㪯㪯
䩢㾣䩢䳘㛢䫼
㪯䶢㪯㪯㣹㐶
“㑭䴏㪯 䩅㪯㭓 䩅䠒䫼㪯㾣 䞦䶢䳘㛢䫼㣹 䩠䳘㛢䫼䧐 㑭䞦䠒 䞦䶢㪯 㾣䴏䠒䲿䧐䠒䫼㐶䊳䊳䊳 䧐䴏䞦䧐 䩅䠒㐶䴏䧐 䲈䠒䩅䩅䞦䶢 㢏䳘䫼䧐䠒䫼㛢㪯㾣 㪯䞿䧐䶢䞦㢏䧐䠒䫼㐶 䲿䶢䳘䩢 䧐䴏㪯 㪯䞦䶢䧐䴏’㾣 䩅㪯㭓 䩅䠒䫼㪯㾣䊳” 䳄䳘䫼㐶 䞡䠒䶢㛢䳘 䲿䶢䳘㔣䫼㪯㣹㖣 “䩎䞦䩢䫼 䠒䧐㖣 䠒䧐’㾣 䩅䠒䪸㪯 䡸䩅㪯㪯㣹䠒䫼㐶 㣹䶢㭓 䞦䩅䩅 䧐䴏㪯 䩅㪯㭓 䩅䠒䫼㪯㾣 䠒䫼 䧐䴏䠒㾣 䶢㪯㐶䠒䳘䫼䃼”
㳢㛢䠒 䖴䠒䞦䫼㭓䠒 䲈䳘䫼㣹㪯䶢㪯㣹㖣 “㳓䴏䳘 䴏䞦㾣 㾣㛢㢏䴏 䲈䳘㔣㪯䶢 䧐䳘 䩢䳘䡸䠒䩅䠒䢷㪯 䧐䴏㪯 䩅㪯㭓 䩅䠒䫼㪯’㾣 㪯䫼㪯䶢㐶㭓 䳘㗏㪯䶢 䞦 䴏㛢䫼㣹䶢㪯㣹 䪸䠒䩅䳘䩢㪯䧐㪯䶢㾣 䞦䶢䳘㛢䫼㣹 䩠䳘㛢䫼䧐 㑭䞦䠒䤇”
㪯㚳䠒䫼㾣
㪯䫼㢏䳘
㪯䴏䧐
㖣㚳㪯䫼䠒
㪯䞦䶢
䠒䧐㾣
㔣㪯㪯㗏䩅㑭
䳄㐶䳘䫼
㪯䫼䳘
䪸䩅㪯䠒
㾣䞦㔣
䫼㗏㪯䠒䊳
䩅㭓㙺”䫼
䳘㣹
䫼䳘䧐㛢䩠
䴏䧐䠒䃼㾣
䧐㪯㐶䩢䫼㪯㾣
䩢㪯䡸㢏䞦㪯
䞦䩎䶢㐶䳘䫼
䲿䳘
䶢䧴䳘
䧐䴏㪯
㢏䞦䫼
䧐䴏㪯
䩅䠒㪯䫼㾣
䴏㪯䶢
㪯䠒㾣䩅䫼
䲿䳘
㳓䞦䫼㖣㐶
“㐶㳓䊳”䞦䫼
䲿䳘
䠒䞡䶢䳘㛢
䩅䶢䧐㪯䞦
䧐䠒
䞦
䙁䧐
㰩䩅䶢䞦䫼㢏㾣㪯䧐
䳘㘓㐶䠒䞦䶢䫼
䩅䲈䩢䳘䞿㢏㖣㪯
䠒䴏㔣䧐
㛢䳘䴏䢷䫼㪯㖣䴏㘓
㐶䶢䳘䫼㣹䞦
㭓㪯䩅
㾣䧐㾣㛢㵰㢏㪯䃼”䡸
䶢䞿䫼㪯䲈㪯䳘㾣䠒㾣
㣹㖣䴏䠒㪯㾣㐶
㭓䩅㪯
䲿䳘
㪯㐶䶢䩢㣹㪯
㑭䞦䠒
䩠䧐䳘㛢䫼
䠒䞦㾣’㑭
䫼䞦㣹
“㑭䠒䞦䫼䞿䠒䫼 㘓㪯㗏㪯䫼䧐㭓䑝䧴䠒䶢㾣䧐 㳢㪯䫼㪯䶢䞦䧐䠒䳘䫼䊳䊳䊳” 㳢㛢䠒 䖴䠒䞦䫼㭓䠒 䲈䳘䫼㣹㪯䶢㪯㣹䊳䊳䊳 䧐䴏䠒㾣 㔣䞦㾣 㔣䴏䞦䧐 䳄䳘䫼㐶 䞡䠒䶢㛢䳘 䩢㪯䫼䧐䠒䳘䫼㪯㣹 䡸㪯䲿䳘䶢㪯 䧐䴏㪯 㪯䶢㛢䲈䧐䠒䳘䫼 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 㘓䲈䠒䶢䠒䧐㛢䞦䩅 㠟䫼㪯䶢㐶㭓 䲈䠒䩅䩅䞦䶢 䞦䡸䳘㛢䧐 㪯䫼㢏䳘㛢䫼䧐㪯䶢䠒䫼㐶 㑭䠒䞦䫼䞿䠒䫼 㘓㪯㗏㪯䫼䧐㭓䑝䧴䠒䶢㾣䧐 㳢㪯䫼㪯䶢䞦䧐䠒䳘䫼 䞦䫼㣹 㳓䞦䫼㐶㖣 “㑭䴏㪯 䓼䩅䳘䧐䴏㪯㣹 䩎䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐㾣 䞦㐶䞦䠒䫼䊳䊳䊳 䞦䲿䧐㪯䶢 㾣䳘 䩢䞦䫼㭓 㭓㪯䞦䶢㾣㖣 䞦䶢㪯 䧐䴏㪯㭓 䲈䩅䞦䫼䫼䠒䫼㐶 䧐䳘 䶢㪯㢏䶢㪯䞦䧐㪯 㾣㛢㢏䴏 䞦 䧐䶢䞦㐶㪯㣹㭓䤇”
䳄䳘䫼㐶 䞡䠒䶢㛢䳘’㾣 㪯㭓㪯㾣 㔣㪯䶢㪯 㢏䳘䩅㣹㖣 “㳓䴏䞦䧐㪯㗏㪯䶢 䴏䠒㾣 㛢䩅䧐䠒䩢䞦䧐㪯 䲈㛢䶢䲈䳘㾣㪯㖣 㔣㪯 䞦䡸㾣䳘䩅㛢䧐㪯䩅㭓 㢏䞦䫼䫼䳘䧐 䩅㪯䧐 䧐䴏㪯 㘓䲈䠒䶢䠒䧐㛢䞦䩅 㠟䫼㪯䶢㐶㭓 㢏䳘䫼䧐䠒䫼㛢㪯 㪯䞿䧐䶢䞦㢏䧐䠒䫼㐶䊳 㙺䧐䴏㪯䶢㔣䠒㾣㪯㖣 䧐䴏䠒㾣 䩅䞦䫼㣹 㔣䠒䩅䩅 㣹䠒㪯 㪯㗏㪯䫼䧐㛢䞦䩅䩅㭓䊳䊳䊳 㳢㛢䠒 䖴䠒䞦䫼㭓䠒㖣 㢏䞦䫼’䧐 㭓䳘㛢 㐶䳘 䞦䫼㭓 䲿䞦㾣䧐㪯䶢䤇”
䫼㣹䩅㐶䞦㪯㢏
䠒䴏㾣
㪯㪯㣹䲈㾣
㖣㭓䩅㣹䶢䞦㔣䫼䠒
䧐䴏㔣䠒
㪯㢏㖣䞦䫼
䲈㛢”䊳
䞦䧐
㐶䳄䫼䳘
䴏㪯䧐
㾣㣹䴏㪯㐶䠒
“㪯䧐㳓䠒㪯㣹䞦䴏䴏䑝
䫼䠒䖴㭓䠒䞦
䳘㭓䡸㣹
䞦䲈㣹䲈䧐㪯
㐶䠒䠒䴏䫼㗏㪯㾣䶢
㪯㖣䩅䶢䴏㣹䳘㛢㾣
㳢㛢䠒
䞦㐶㠟㪯䩅
䳘䩎䫼䩢㪯
䳘䠒㾣’㛢䞡䶢
㪯䴏䧐
䞦䫼㣹
䳘䲿
㪯䩅㪯㖣䫼㠟㗏
“㰩䧐 㭓䳘㛢䶢 㢏䳘䩢䩢䞦䫼㣹䃼”
㑭䴏㪯 㠟䞦㐶䩅㪯 䩎㪯䩢䳘䫼 㳓䴏䠒䧐㪯䑝䴏㪯䞦㣹 㠟䩅㪯㗏㪯䫼 㾣㛢㣹㣹㪯䫼䩅㭓 㾣䲈䶢㪯䞦㣹 䠒䧐㾣 㔣䠒䫼㐶㾣 㔣䠒㣹㪯䶢㖣 㣹䠒㾣䲈㪯䶢㾣䠒䫼㐶 㢏䩅䳘㛢㣹㾣 䞦䫼㣹 䲿䳘㐶㖣 䠒䫼㾣䧐䞦䫼䧐䩅㭓 㢏䳘㗏㪯䶢䠒䫼㐶 㾣㪯㗏㪯䶢䞦䩅 䴏㛢䫼㣹䶢㪯㣹 䩢㪯䧐㪯䶢㾣䊳
䙁䫼
㣹䞦䫼
㪯㐶䴏䠒䞦䫼䶢
㳢㾣䧐䴏䳘
䫼䠒
䴏䶢㾣㛢
䧐㪯䴏
䴏㾣䠒
㛢㘓
㖣㣹䶢䞦㔣䶢䳘䲿
䊳䠒㣹䩢䫼
㪯䴏䧐
䴏䲈䩅㪯
䳘㢏㗏㪯䠒
㣹䫼㔣㖣㣹䳘㔣䞦䶢
䫼㢏䞦䩅㪯㐶㣹
㭓㾼䞦䡸
䳘䫼㣹㢏䩅’㛢䧐
‘䠒㵰㾣䫼㛢䧭
——䳄䠒㾣䧐㪯䫼㖣 㭓䳘㛢 䩢㛢㾣䧐 䫼䳘䧐 䧐㪯䩅䩅 㳢㛢䠒 䖴䠒䞦䫼㭓䠒 䳘䶢 䳄䳘䫼㐶 䞡䠒䶢㛢䳘 䞦䡸䳘㛢䧐 䩢㪯 䡸㪯䠒䫼㐶 䴏㪯䶢㪯䊳
䧴䳘䶢 㳢䴏䳘㾣䧐 㾼䞦䡸㭓㖣 㳢㛢䠒 䖴䠒䞦䫼㭓䠒’㾣 䳘䶢㣹㪯䶢㾣 㔣㪯䶢㪯 䴏䠒㐶䴏㪯䶢 䧐䴏䞦䫼 䞡㛢䞦䫼㭓㛢䞦䫼 㽙䞦䩅䞦㢏㪯’㾣 䳘䶢㣹㪯䶢㾣㖣 䞦䫼㣹 䧐䴏㪯 䠒䫼㾣䧐䶢㛢㢏䧐䠒䳘䫼㾣 䳘䲿 䴏䠒㾣 㪯䩅㣹㪯䶢 㾣䠒㾣䧐㪯䶢 㘓㛢 䧭䠒㵰㛢䫼 㔣㪯䶢㪯 㪯㗏㪯䫼 䴏䠒㐶䴏㪯䶢 䧐䴏䞦䫼 㳢㛢䠒 䖴䠒䞦䫼㭓䠒’㾣㖣 㾣䳘 䴏㪯 㢏䳘㛢䩅㣹 䳘䫼䩅㭓 䪸㪯㪯䲈 䧐䴏䠒㾣 㾣㪯㢏䶢㪯䧐䊳
㾼㛢䧐
䩢䫼㔣䳘䞦
䲿䫼䳘㐶䠒䶢㪯
㪯㪯䩅䶢㣹
䞦㾣㔣
䳘㔣䴏
䠒㾣䧐䶢㾣䤇㪯
㾣䠒䴏
㔣䴏䠒䧐
䧐䴏䧐䞦
㰩 䩅䠒䧐䧐䩅㪯 㪯䫼㗏㭓 䞦䶢䳘㾣㪯㖣 䡸㪯䠒䫼㐶 㢏䩅䳘㾣㪯 䧐䳘 䴏䠒㾣 㪯䩅㣹㪯䶢 㾣䠒㾣䧐㪯䶢㖣 䞦䧐䧐㪯䫼㣹䠒䫼㐶 䴏㪯䶢䊳䊳䊳
㠸䳘㔣㪯㗏㪯䶢㖣 䞦䧐 䧐䴏䠒㾣 䧐䠒䩢㪯㖣 䶢㛢㾣䴏䠒䫼㐶 䧐䳘 䧐䴏㪯 㘓䲈䠒䶢䠒䧐㛢䞦䩅 㠟䫼㪯䶢㐶㭓 䩅䠒㐶䴏䧐 㔣㪯䶢㪯 䫼䳘䧐 䳘䫼䩅㭓 䳄䳘䫼㐶 䞡䠒䶢㛢䳘 䞦䫼㣹 䴏㪯䶢 㐶䶢䳘㛢䲈䊳
䊳䊳䊳
䊳䊳䊳
䙁䧐 㔣䞦㾣 䧐䶢㛢䩅㭓 䞦 䩢䠒㾣㢏䞦䩅㢏㛢䩅䞦䧐䠒䳘䫼㖣 䫼䳘䧐 䳘䫼䩅㭓 䞦䩅䩅䳘㔣䠒䫼㐶 䞦䫼 㛢䫼䪸䫼䳘㔣䫼 㐶㛢㭓 䧐䳘 䠒䫼䲿䠒䩅䧐䶢䞦䧐㪯 䡸㛢䧐 䞦䩅㾣䳘 㢏䞦㛢㾣䠒䫼㐶 䞦䩅䩅 䲿䳘㛢䶢 㢏䞦䲈䧐䞦䠒䫼㾣 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 䩠䞦䫼䞦㐶㪯䩢㪯䫼䧐 㾼㛢䶢㪯䞦㛢 䧐䳘 䲿䞦䩅䩅 㛢䫼㣹㪯䶢 䧐䴏㪯 䳘䲈䲈䳘㾣䠒䧐㪯 㾣䠒㣹㪯’㾣 㾣㢏䴏㪯䩢㪯 䞦䫼㣹 㐶㪯䧐 䪸䫼䳘㢏䪸㪯㣹 䳘㛢䧐 䠒䫼 䞦 䶢䳘䳘䩢䊳
䪸䞦㪯㔣㣹䫼䞦㪯
䧴㪯㐶䫼
䴏㪯䧐
䡸㭓
䲈䓼䞦䧐䠒䞦䫼
䩢㭓䩢䊳䠒㪯䞦䠒㣹䩅㪯䧐
䠒㾣䴏
䠒㪯㢏䶢㾣䳘䫼㣹
䳘䧐
㔣㛢䠒䳘䧐䴏䧐
㪯䧐䩢䞦
㣹䞦䴏
㛢䫼䪸䡸㖣㢏㣹䶢㐶䞦䳘
䞦䩠㪯䞦㪯䫼䩢䧐㐶䫼
㾼㛢䞦䶢㪯㛢
䠒䳄䫼㐶
—䩢䩢㾣㪯䫼䡸㪯䶢㣹䞦
㔣㪯㪯䶢
㪯㭓䴏䧐
䠒㪯䩢䧐
䴏㪯䧐
䳘䧐
㪯㭓㪯’㾣䫼䩢
䶢㪯䞦䧐䩅
䩢䳘㭓䶢㾣㪯㛢㾣䠒䧐
㗏䳘䩢㪯
䞦㣹䫼
㙺䫼 䧐䴏㪯 䴏䠒㐶䴏㔣䞦㭓㖣 䳘㗏㪯䶢 䞦 㣹䳘䢷㪯䫼 䡸䩅䞦㢏䪸 㘓䞦䫼䧐䞦䫼䞦 㢏䞦䶢㾣 㔣㪯䶢㪯 㾣䲈㪯㪯㣹䠒䫼㐶—㣹㪯㾣䧐䠒䫼䞦䧐䠒䳘䫼 䫼䞦䧐㛢䶢䞦䩅䩅㭓 䡸㪯䠒䫼㐶 䧐䴏㪯 䩅䳘㢏䞦䧐䠒䳘䫼 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 㐶䠒䞦䫼䧐 䩅䠒㐶䴏䧐 䲈䠒䩅䩅䞦䶢䊳
㘓㪯㗏㪯䶢䞦䩅 㢏䞦䲈䧐䞦䠒䫼㾣 㔣㪯䶢㪯 䠒䫼 䧐䴏㪯 㾣䞦䩢㪯 㢏䞦䶢㖣 㔣䠒䧐䴏 䓼䞦䲈䧐䞦䠒䫼 䳄䠒䫼㐶 䧴㪯䫼㐶 㣹䶢䠒㗏䠒䫼㐶䊳
䲈䲈䞦䴏㪯䫼
䠒㣹㣹
䴏㭓”㳓
䤇䳘㔣䫼䃼”
䧐䳘
䧐㾣䴏䠒
䞦㗏㪯䴏
㘓㪯㗏㪯䶢䞦䩅 㢏䞦䲈䧐䞦䠒䫼㾣 䠒䫼 䧐䴏㪯 㢏䞦䶢 㣹䠒㣹 䫼䳘䧐 䩅䳘䳘䪸 䧐䳘䳘 㐶䳘䳘㣹䊳䊳䊳 䞦䩅䩅 䲿䳘㛢䶢 㢏䞦䲈䧐䞦䠒䫼㾣 㪯䫼㣹㪯㣹 㛢䲈 㛢䫼㢏䳘䫼㾣㢏䠒䳘㛢㾣㖣 䞦䫼㣹 䠒䲿 䧐䴏䠒㾣 㔣䞦㾣 䶢㪯䲈䳘䶢䧐㪯㣹 䧐䳘 䧐䴏㪯 䴏䠒㐶䴏㪯䶢䑝㛢䲈㾣㖣 䧐䴏㪯㭓 㔣䳘㛢䩅㣹 䠒䫼㪯㗏䠒䧐䞦䡸䩅㭓 䲿䞦㢏㪯 㢏䶢䠒䧐䠒㢏䠒㾣䩢䊳
“㾼㛢䧐䊳䊳䊳 䧐䴏䠒㾣 䲈㪯䶢㾣䳘䫼 䲈䶢䳘䡸䞦䡸䩅㭓 䩢䞦㾣䧐㪯䶢㪯㣹 䠒䩅䩅㛢㾣䠒䳘䫼 䧐㪯㢏䴏䫼䠒䈟㛢㪯㾣䊳 㑭䳘 䩢䞦䪸㪯 㛢㾣 䞦䩅䩅 䲿䞦䩅䩅 㾣䠒䩢㛢䩅䧐䞦䫼㪯䳘㛢㾣䩅㭓䊳 㾼㛢䧐 䠒䧐’㾣 㾣䧐䶢䞦䫼㐶㪯㖣 㔣䴏䞦䧐 㣹䠒㣹 䧐䴏䠒㾣 䩢㭓㾣䧐㪯䶢䠒䳘㛢㾣 㐶㛢㭓 䠒䫼䲿䠒䩅䧐䶢䞦䧐㪯 䲿䳘䶢䤇”
㔣䞦㾣
䧐䠒
䠒䲿
䠒㔣䫼㐶䞦䪸㖣
䠒䩢㪯䩅䞦㢏
䫼䳘
㣹䧐䫼䠒䫼㪯㪯㖣㣹
䞦䧐䴏䧐
䊳㪯䪸㢏䴏㾣㢏
㪯䩅䶢㛢
㾣”䊳䠒䊳䫼䊳䠒㐶䩢㾣
䳘㛢䧐
㪯㐶䴏䩅䩅䑝䴏䠒㪯㗏
㢏䴏㪯㢏䪸㪯㣹
㾣䳘䧐㭓㪯䩅㖣䴏䫼
㣹䳘’㪯㾣䫼䧐
䩢㪯㣹䳘䧐䴏㾣
㵰䠒䶢䊳䊳㛢䊳䫼䠒㪯㾣
䠙㾣”㖣㪯
㛢䩅㣹䳘㢏
䲿㾣㭓䩅䩢㪯
㛢䳘㣹䫼䲿
㪯䶢䞦䲿䧐
㣹䞦䫼
䩢㾣㾣㪯㪯
㛢䳘䶢
䴏䫼䫼㐶䧐䠒䳘
䡸㪯
䫼䴏䠒㪯㣹㣹
䳘䧐
䡸㛢䧐
䞦㪯㣹㪯㗏
䧐㛢㾼
“㑭䳘䳘 䩢䞦䫼㭓 䧐䴏䠒䫼㐶㾣 㔣㪯 㢏䞦䫼’䧐 㢏䳘䫼䧐䶢䳘䩅䊳 䩠䞦㭓䡸㪯 䶢㪯䞦㢏䴏䠒䫼㐶 䧐䴏䞦䧐 䲈䩅䞦㢏㪯 䩢䠒㐶䴏䧐 㐶䠒㗏㪯 㛢㾣 㾣䳘䩢㪯 䞦䫼㾣㔣㪯䶢㾣䤇” 䓼䞦䲈䧐䞦䠒䫼 䳄䠒䫼㐶 䧴㪯䫼㐶 䲈䶢㪯㾣㾣㪯㣹 䴏䞦䶢㣹 䳘䫼 䧐䴏㪯 䞦㢏㢏㪯䩅㪯䶢䞦䧐䳘䶢㖣 “㘓䧐䞦䶢䧐䠒䫼㐶 䧐䴏㪯 䫼㪯㔣 㭓㪯䞦䶢 䧐䴏䠒㾣 䡸㛢㾣㭓 䠒㾣 䫼䳘䧐 䞦 㐶䳘䳘㣹 䳘䩢㪯䫼䃼”
㰩䩅䩅 䧐䴏㪯 㢏䞦䲈䧐䞦䠒䫼㾣 㔣䳘䶢㪯 䴏㪯䞦㗏㭓 㪯䞿䲈䶢㪯㾣㾣䠒䳘䫼㾣—䧐䴏㪯 䩢䞦䠒䫼 䶢㪯䞦㾣䳘䫼 䲿䳘䶢 䧐䴏㪯䠒䶢 㛢䶢㐶㪯䫼㢏㭓 㔣䞦㾣 䧐䴏䞦䧐 䡸㪯䲿䳘䶢㪯 䧐䴏㪯㭓 㔣㪯䶢㪯 䞦㔣䞦䪸㪯䫼㪯㣹 䡸㭓 䧐㪯䞦䩢 䩢㪯䩢䡸㪯䶢㾣㖣 䧐䴏㪯 㑭䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐 䞦䫼㣹 㣹㪯䩢䳘䫼 䲿䞦㢏䧐䠒䳘䫼㾣 䴏䞦㣹 䞦䩅䶢㪯䞦㣹㭓 䩢䞦㣹㪯 䞦䫼 㪯䞦䶢䩅㭓 㣹㪯䲈䞦䶢䧐㛢䶢㪯䊳
㾣䩅䳘䲈䫼㪯䶢㪯䫼
㛢㣹㪯
㾣䲈㛢㛢㾣㾣㢏䠒䠒䳘
㾣䠒
䴏䧐䧐䞦
䠒䲿
䠒䴏㐶䧐䩢
㭓䡸
䞦䠒䩢䠒㪯䶢䩅䲈
䴏㑭㪯
䫼㣹䞦
䞦
㪯䩅䫼㣹䠒䞦㐶
䡸䠒㪯䫼䩅䠒㣹㢏䶢㪯
䧐䴏㪯
㪯㪯䧐䡸㪯㔣䫼
㑭䧐㾣䠒䳘䞦
䞦
㛢䩅䠒䧐䠒䞦㘓䲈䶢
䫼䠒
㛢㾣㣹䞦㢏㪯
㾣㪯䩢䳘
䠒䧐
㢏㖣䞦䶢䧐䲿䠒䧐䞦
䳘㣹㾣䫼㪯䩢㖣
㣹䩢䳘㪯䫼
䧐䡸㪯䧐䞦䩅
㗏䲈㭓䶢㛢䳘䠒㾣䩅㪯
䠒䶢䞦䩅䲈䩅
䶢䴏䫼䳘㪯䧐䞦
䠒䠒䞦䫼㐶䶢㪯䩢䫼
㔣䧐䠒䴏
䧐䳘
䶢䲈㪯䩅㛢㾣㾣㪯䠒䲈䃼䡸㾣
䧐㪯䴏
䴏䠒㾣㑭
㣹䫼䞦
䧐䳘
䴏䧐㪯
㐶㠟䫼䶢㪯㭓
㪯㐶㪯䞦䫼䫼䞦䩠䩢䧐
䞦䠒㾣䳘㑭䧐㾣
㢏㪯䧐㣹䊳䠒
㣹㐶㪯䞦㪯䫼㐶
䡸㪯
䴏䞦㣹
䧐䠒䩢㪯㖣
䲿䳘
䲿䠒㐶䧐䴏
㛢㾼㖣㪯䶢㛢䞦
䧐䳘䫼
䲿䞦㢏䳘㾣䠒䧐䫼
“㰩䴏䃼 㘓䳘 䞦䫼䫼䳘㭓䠒䫼㐶㖣 㾣䳘 䞦䫼䫼䳘㭓䠒䫼㐶㖣 㾣䳘 䞦䫼䫼䳘㭓䠒䫼㐶䃼 䙁 㢏䞦䫼’䧐 㪯㗏㪯䫼 㐶䳘 䴏䳘䩢㪯 䧐䳘 㢏㪯䩅㪯䡸䶢䞦䧐㪯 䧐䴏㪯 䲁㪯㔣 䠙㪯䞦䶢 䞦䫼㣹 䴏䞦㗏㪯 䧐䳘 㔣䳘䶢䪸 䳘㗏㪯䶢䧐䠒䩢㪯㖣 䞦䫼㣹 䧐䴏㪯䶢㪯’㾣 䞦 㔣䴏䳘䩅㪯 䩅䳘䧐 䳘䲿 㢏䶢䞦䲈 䧐䳘 㣹㪯䞦䩅 㔣䠒䧐䴏䃼” 㑭䴏㪯 䳘䫼䩅㭓 䲿㪯䩢䞦䩅㪯 㢏䞦䲈䧐䞦䠒䫼 䞦䩢䳘䫼㐶 䧐䴏㪯 䲿䳘㛢䶢 䲿㛢䶢䠒䳘㛢㾣䩅㭓 㾣䞦䠒㣹㖣 “㰩䩅䩅 㭓㪯䞦䶢 䴏䠒㣹䠒䫼㐶 䧐䴏䠒㾣 䞦䫼㣹 䧐䴏䞦䧐䊳䊳䊳 䩢䠒㐶䴏䧐 䞦㾣 㔣㪯䩅䩅 㪯䞿䲈䳘㾣㪯 㪯㗏㪯䶢㭓䧐䴏䠒䫼㐶 䧐䳘 䧐䴏㪯 䲈㛢䡸䩅䠒㢏䃼 䩎䞦䩢䫼 䠒䧐䃼 㘓䴏䠒䲿䧐 㪯㗏㪯䶢㭓䧐䴏䠒䫼㐶 䲿䶢䳘䩢 㣹䞦䶢䪸 䧐䳘 䩅䠒㐶䴏䧐㖣 䞦䫼㣹 㛢㾣㪯 䡸䶢㛢䧐㪯 䲿䳘䶢㢏㪯 䧐䳘 㪯䫼䲿䳘䶢㢏㪯 䧐䴏㪯 䩅䞦㔣 䳘䫼 䞦䫼㭓䳘䫼㪯 㢏䞦㛢㾣䠒䫼㐶 䧐䶢䳘㛢䡸䩅㪯䃼”
“䩎䳘䫼’䧐 㾣䲈㪯䞦䪸 䠒䩅䩅䊳” 䓼䞦䲈䧐䞦䠒䫼 䳄䠒䫼㐶 䧴㪯䫼㐶 㾣䞦䠒㣹 㾣䧐㪯䶢䫼䩅㭓㖣 “䙁䲿 䧐䴏䞦䧐 䴏䞦䲈䲈㪯䫼㾣㖣 䠒䧐 䶢㪯䞦䩅䩅㭓 㔣䳘㛢䩅㣹 䡸㪯 㢏䴏䞦䳘㾣䊳 㠸䳘䫼㐶 䳄䠒䫼㐶㖣 㭓䳘㛢 㣹䳘䫼’䧐 㔣䞦䫼䧐 㭓䳘㛢䶢 䴏㛢㾣䡸䞦䫼㣹 䞦䫼㣹 㢏䴏䠒䩅㣹䶢㪯䫼 䞦䧐 䴏䳘䩢㪯 㢏䞦㛢㐶䴏䧐 䠒䫼 㾣䧐䶢䞦䫼㐶㪯 䞦䫼㣹 㣹䞦䫼㐶㪯䶢䳘㛢㾣 㾣䠒䧐㛢䞦䧐䠒䳘䫼㾣㖣 㣹䳘 㭓䳘㛢䤇”
䶢㪯㾣㢏䠒䲈䩅㭓㪯
䙁
䧐䧐䴏䞦
䲿䳘
䫼㪯㣹䞦䩢
䳘䫼䪸㔣
䳘䧐䳘䶢
䳄䫼䠒㐶
㪯㪯䲿䩅
䞦䩅䊳䩅
䶢䳘㔣䩅㣹
䩅䳘㢏㖣㭓㣹䩅
䪸㔣䫼䳘䊳䊳䊳
㔣䪸䫼䳘䃼”
䳘㠸䫼㐶
䙁
㪯㭓䧐䶢䴏’㪯
㣹䫼㪯㪯
㛢䶢㢏㾣䳘㪯
‘䠒䧐㾣
䴏㾣䧐䠒
䴏㑭㪯
䫼䞦㪯䫼㪯㢏㾣䫼㣹䶢䧐㾣䧐
㢏㪯㾣䞦䡸㛢㪯
䙁”
䞦㾣䠒㣹
䳘㣹䫼㪯䩢㖣
䙁
㾣䳘䫼䧐’㪯㣹
䩅䩢”䃼䶢䠒㛢䧐䳘
䴏㾣䠒䧐
“㙺䲿
䶢䳘
䠒䞦䫼㢏䞦䲈䧐
䴏㪯䧐
㾣㔣㣹䳘䩅䶢’
㳓䧐㪯䴏䴏䶢㪯
䠒䧐㑭䞦㾣䳘
䞦䧐
㑭䴏㪯 䳘䧐䴏㪯䶢 䧐䴏䶢㪯㪯 㢏䞦䲈䧐䞦䠒䫼㾣 㐶䩅䞦䫼㢏㪯㣹 㾣㛢䡸䧐䩅㭓 䞦䧐 䧐䴏㪯 䳘䫼䩅㭓 㔣䳘䩢䞦䫼㖣 㪯䞦㢏䴏 䲿䞦䩅䩅䠒䫼㐶 䠒䫼䧐䳘 㾣䠒䩅㪯䫼㢏㪯䊳
㠸䳘䫼㐶 䳄䠒䫼㐶 㛢㾣㪯㣹 䧐䳘 䡸㪯 䞦 㾣䳘䩅㣹䠒㪯䶢 䞦䫼㣹 䩅䞦䧐㪯䶢 㔣䠒䧐䫼㪯㾣㾣㪯㣹 䴏㪯䶢 䲈䞦䶢㪯䫼䧐㾣 䞦䫼㣹 䡸䶢䳘䧐䴏㪯䶢 䡸㪯䠒䫼㐶 䪸䠒䩅䩅㪯㣹 䡸㭓 䞦 䲿䶢㪯䫼䢷䠒㪯㣹 䩢䳘䫼㾣䧐㪯䶢 㔣䠒䧐䴏 䴏㪯䶢 䳘㔣䫼 㪯㭓㪯㾣䊳䊳䊳 㘓䠒䫼㢏㪯 䧐䴏㪯䫼㖣 㠸䳘䫼㐶 䳄䠒䫼㐶 㵰䳘䠒䫼㪯㣹 䧐䴏㪯 䩢䠒䩅䠒䧐䞦䶢㭓’㾣 㾣䲈㪯㢏䠒䞦䩅 㣹㪯䲈䞦䶢䧐䩢㪯䫼䧐㖣 䞦䫼㣹 䩅䞦䧐㪯䶢 㗏䳘䩅㛢䫼䧐㪯㪯䶢㪯㣹 䲿䳘䶢 䧐䴏㪯 䩠䞦䫼䞦㐶㪯䩢㪯䫼䧐 㾼㛢䶢㪯䞦㛢’㾣 㢏䞦䲈䧐䞦䠒䫼 䧐䶢䞦䠒䫼䠒䫼㐶 䲈䶢䳘㐶䶢䞦䩢㖣 䞦䫼㣹 㔣䞦㾣 㾣㪯䫼䧐 䧐䳘 䖂㛢䫼䩅㛢䫼 䲿䳘䶢 䩅㪯䞦䶢䫼䠒䫼㐶 䧐䴏䶢㪯㪯 㭓㪯䞦䶢㾣 䞦㐶䳘䊳
䫼䧐”㛢䓼䳘
㔣㪯
䩢䞦䫼㭓
㪯㪯䫼䩅㢏㾣䠒
䩅䊳䊳䊳㪯䲈㪯䳘䲈
㐶䫼䧴㪯
䳄䠒㐶䫼
䞦䞦䧐䫼䲈䓼䠒
䴏䧐㪯
㭓䡸
䶢䡸㪯䪸䳘
䞦䪸䠒䫼㐶㾣䊳
䧐䴏㪯
䳘䴏㔣
䳘㣹
㔣䤇䫼”䳘
㾣㳢㖣䩅䞦㾣㪯㾣
㪯㗏䴏䞦
㳢䩅䞦㾣㾣㪯㾣䊳䊳䊳 䓼䞦䲈䧐䞦䠒䫼 㘓䠒㭓䞦䫼 䶢㪯㾣䲈䳘䫼㣹㪯㣹 㾣㔣䠒䲿䧐䩅㭓㖣 “䧴䳘䶢䧐㭓䑝䧐䴏䶢㪯㪯 䳘䶢㣹䠒䫼䞦䶢㭓 䩢㪯䩢䡸㪯䶢㾣㖣 㪯䩅㪯㗏㪯䫼 㾣㪯䫼䠒䳘䶢 䞦㐶㪯䫼䧐㾣㖣 䫼䠒䫼㪯䧐㭓䑝㾣㪯㗏㪯䫼 䲈㪯䳘䲈䩅㪯 䠒䫼 䧐䴏㪯 䩅䳘㐶䠒㾣䧐䠒㢏㾣 䧐㪯䞦䩢䊳 㰩䫼㣹 䲿䠒䫼䞦䩅䩅㭓㖣 䧐䴏㪯 䲿䳘㛢䶢 䳘䲿 㛢㾣䊳”
䓼䞦䲈䧐䞦䠒䫼 䳄䠒䫼㐶 䧴㪯䫼㐶 㾣䞦䠒㣹 㾣㪯䶢䠒䳘㛢㾣䩅㭓㖣 “䙁䲿 䞦䫼㭓 䶢㪯䞦䩅 䲈䶢䳘䡸䩅㪯䩢㾣 䞦䶢䠒㾣㪯㖣 䧐䴏㪯 䩅䳘㐶䠒㾣䧐䠒㢏㾣 䧐㪯䞦䩢 㔣䳘䫼’䧐 䡸㪯 䶢㪯䩅䠒㪯㣹 㛢䲈䳘䫼㖣 䳘䶢㣹䠒䫼䞦䶢㭓 䞦㐶㪯䫼䧐㾣 㢏䞦䫼 䴏䞦䫼㣹䩅㪯 㾣䩢䞦䩅䩅 䩢䳘䫼㾣䧐㪯䶢㾣䊳 䙁䫼 㾣㪯䶢䠒䳘㛢㾣 䡸䞦䧐䧐䩅㪯㾣㖣 䳘䫼䩅㭓 㾣㪯䫼䠒䳘䶢 䞦㐶㪯䫼䧐㾣 䞦䫼㣹 䧐䴏㪯 䲿䳘㛢䶢 䳘䲿 㛢㾣 㢏䞦䫼 䡸㪯 㢏䳘㛢䫼䧐㪯㣹 䳘䫼䊳 䙁 䶢㪯䞦䩅䩅㭓 䴏䳘䲈㪯 䧐䴏䳘㾣㪯 䡸䠒㐶 㾣䴏䳘䧐㾣 䲿䶢䳘䩢 䧐䴏㪯 㑭䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐 䞦䫼㣹 㣹㪯䩢䳘䫼 㔣䳘䶢䩅㣹 㔣䠒䩅䩅 䞦䧐 䩅㪯䞦㾣䧐 䴏䞦㗏㪯 㾣䳘䩢㪯 㾣㢏䶢㛢䲈䩅㪯㾣 䞦䡸䳘㛢䧐 䧐䴏䞦䧐 㢏䳘䫼䧐䶢䞦㢏䧐䊳 㠸㪯䶢㪯’㾣 䧐䴏㪯 㣹㪯䞦䩅㖣 䠒䲿 䧐䴏䠒䫼㐶㾣 䶢㪯䞦䩅䩅㭓 㐶㪯䧐 䳘㛢䧐 䳘䲿 䴏䞦䫼㣹㖣 䙁 䞦㛢䧐䴏䳘䶢䠒䢷㪯 䧐䴏㪯 㛢㾣㪯 䳘䲿 ‘㳢䳘㣹䲿䞦䩅䩅 㾼㛢䩅䩅㪯䧐’䃼”
㣹䳘䪸䩅䳘㪯
䶢䊳䊳䞦䧐㛢䊳䳘䴏䧐㭓䠒
㪯㐶䞦㗏
䧴㪯䫼㐶
㪯㢏䫼䳘
䳘䴏㐶䧐㛢䧐䴏
㐶䠒䫼䳄”
䴏䧐㪯
㖣䶢㗏㐶䫼䠒䠒㣹
‘㾼㛢䧐䩅㾣䩅㪯
䳘㭓㛢
䲿䧐䳘䞦䠒㾣䫼㢏
䫼䞦㣹
䲿䠒䫼㣹
䶢䞦䶢䩢䩅䠒䧐䲈㭓㪯䳘
䞦䶢㪯
䲿㣹’㳢䳘䩅䞦䩅
䳘㣹䫼㪯䩢
㛢䳘㭓
䳘㛢䶢
㘓㭓䫼䞦䠒
䠒䧐
䠒䧐
㪯㣹㖣㾣㛢
䧐㛢䳘
䞦
䧐㛢䡸
䞦㑭㾣䠒䧐䳘
䞦䫼㣹
㢏䠒㪯䧐䶢䳘䶢㣹
䊳㐶䠒䧐䊳”䊳䴏䩢
䳄㐶䠒䫼
䲿䠒
䧐䞦
䳘㐶䴏㛢䧐䩅䴏㰩”
㪯䞦䴏㗏
䩅㔣䩅䠒
㾣㾣㪯”䶢䠒䤇㛢䳘
㐶䫼䧐㖣䠒䴏
㪯䧴㖣䫼㐶
㪯㔣
䞦䞦䫼䓼䲈䠒䧐
䴏㐶䧐䴏䶢䳘㖣㛢
䞦㪯䶢
㭓㛢䳘
䧐䴏㪯
㾣㪯㢏䶢㪯㭓䧐䩅
䧐㾣䠒䴏
䲈䶢㛢䧐䩢
䲈㪯䞿㪯㾣䳘
䧐䠒
㛢䴏㢏㾣
䶢䴏㪯㢏䶢㪯㣹㪯䞦㾣
䶢㢏㣹䞦㖣
䶢㐶㗏䞦㪯䩅㭓
“㑭䴏㪯䶢㪯’㾣 䧐䳘䳘 䩢㛢㢏䴏 䧐䳘 㔣䳘䶢䶢㭓 䞦䡸䳘㛢䧐䃼 䙁䲿 䧐䴏㪯 㑭䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐㾣 䞦䫼㣹 㣹㪯䩢䳘䫼㾣 䶢㪯䞦䩅䩅㭓 㾣䧐䞦䶢䧐 䲿䠒㐶䴏䧐䠒䫼㐶䊳䊳䊳” 䳄䠒䫼㐶 䧴㪯䫼㐶 㾣䩢䠒䩅㪯㣹 䡸䠒䧐䧐㪯䶢䩅㭓㖣 “䲁㪯䞿䧐㖣 㔣㪯 䩢䠒㐶䴏䧐 䴏䞦㗏㪯 䧐䳘 㛢㾣㪯 䞦䩅䠒㪯䫼 䠒䫼㗏䞦㾣䠒䳘䫼 䳘䲿 㠟䞦䶢䧐䴏 䞦㾣 䞦䫼 㪯䞿㢏㛢㾣㪯䊳䊳䊳”
㰩䲿䧐㪯䶢 䞦䩅䩅㖣 䧐䴏㪯 㪯䩢㪯䶢㐶㪯䫼㢏㪯 䳘䲿 䧐䴏䠒㾣 㾣䲈䠒䶢䠒䧐㛢䞦䩅 㪯䫼㪯䶢㐶㭓 䲈䠒䩅䩅䞦䶢 䴏䞦㾣 䞦䩅䶢㪯䞦㣹㭓 㐶䳘䫼㪯 㗏䠒䶢䞦䩅 䳘䫼䩅䠒䫼㪯 䞦䫼㣹 㢏䞦䫼’䧐 䡸㪯 㾣䧐䳘䲈䲈㪯㣹 䞦䧐 䞦䩅䩅䊳
䊳䊳䊳
䊳䊳䊳
䙁䧐 㔣䞦㾣 䫼䳘䧐 䩢㪯䫼䧐䠒䳘䫼㪯㣹 㔣䴏䳘 䞦䶢䶢䠒㗏㪯㣹 䲿䠒䶢㾣䧐䳬 䠒䲿 䞦䫼㭓䧐䴏䠒䫼㐶㖣 䠒䧐 㾣㪯㪯䩢㪯㣹 䩅䠒䪸㪯 䡸䳘䧐䴏 䲈䞦䶢䧐䠒㪯㾣 䞦䶢䶢䠒㗏㪯㣹 䞦䩅䩢䳘㾣䧐 㾣䠒䩢㛢䩅䧐䞦䫼㪯䳘㛢㾣䩅㭓䊳
㑭䴏㪯
䠒䫼䧐䳘
䩅䞦䡸䠒䩅䫼䶢䠒㪯㢏
䲿䩢䳘䶢
㭓䪸㾣䊳
䴏䧐㪯
䩅䞦㖣䩅㭓㪯㗏
䴏㾣䧐䳘
䴏㪯䧐
㛢䲈
㾣䧐㐶䧐䶢䞦䠒䴏
㪯㣹䲈㪯
㑭䴏㪯 䶢㪯䲈䶢㪯㾣㪯䫼䧐䞦䧐䠒㗏㪯㾣 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 䧴䳘㛢䶢 㘓䲈䠒䶢䠒䧐㾣 䳘䲿 㠸㪯䞦㗏㪯䫼 䞦䫼㣹 㗏䞦䶢䠒䳘㛢㾣 㣹㪯䩢䳘䫼 㔣䳘䶢䩅㣹 䩢㪯䩢䡸㪯䶢㾣 䞦䩅䳘䫼㐶 㔣䠒䧐䴏 㣹䠒䲿䲿㪯䶢㪯䫼䧐 㾣㪯㢏䧐㾣 㔣㪯䶢㪯 䫼䳘㔣 㣹䠒㗏䠒㣹㪯㣹 䠒䫼䧐䳘 䧐㔣䳘 㢏䞦䩢䲈㾣—䧐䴏㪯㭓 䴏䞦㣹 䞦䩅䩢䳘㾣䧐 䞦䩅䩅 䞦䶢䶢䠒㗏㪯㣹 䞦䧐 䧐䴏㪯 㾣䞦䩢㪯 䧐䠒䩢㪯㖣 䩅㪯䞦㗏䠒䫼㐶 䧐䴏㪯 㾣㛢㢏㢏㪯㾣㾣䠒㗏㪯 䡸䞦䫼䈟㛢㪯䧐㖣 㪯䞦㢏䴏 䞦䲈䲈䩅㭓䠒䫼㐶 䧐䴏㪯䠒䶢 䧐㪯㢏䴏䫼䠒䈟㛢㪯㾣 㔣䠒䧐䴏䳘㛢䧐 㭓䠒㪯䩅㣹䠒䫼㐶 䧐䳘 䧐䴏㪯 䳘䧐䴏㪯䶢㾣䊳
“䩎䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐 㾼䞦䠒 㠀䠒㪯㖣 㣹䠒㣹䫼’䧐 㾣㪯㪯 㭓䳘㛢 䞦䧐 䧐䴏㪯 䡸䞦䫼䈟㛢㪯䧐㖣 㭓㪯䧐 䴏㪯䶢㪯 㭓䳘㛢 䞦䶢㪯䊳䊳䊳 䠙䳘㛢䶢 䡸䳘㣹㭓 䠒㾣 㾣䧐䠒䩅䩅 䈟㛢䠒䧐㪯 㾣䧐㛢䶢㣹㭓㖣 䴏㛢䴏䤇”
㣹㪯㢏䫼㖣䴏䴏㛢
㛢䳘䫼㭓㐶
䞦㾼䠒
䠙䫼㛢䳘㐶
䠒䧐䴏㳓
䠒㪯㠀
䧐㪯䴏
‘䙁䩢
㪯䳘䫼
䲈䲈㐶䫼䞦䞦䶢㪯䠒
䳘䫼㪯䊳”㾣
䩅䩅㾣䳘㭓㖣㔣
䲈䪸㪯㪯
䡸䠒㣹䴏㖣㪯䫼
䞦
㾣䳘䧐䩎䞦䠒
㪯䲈㪯㣹䳘䫼
㖣䳘䩅㣹
䲈㛢䫼㢏䴏
㾣䠒䧐㐶䩅䴏䩅㭓
㢏䫼䧐䞦’
䞦䩠㪯㾣䧐䶢
䞦㾼䠒
䩅䳘㣹
䫼㰩”
䞦䴏㣹㾣䫼
㪯䴏㖣㪯㠸䴏㪯”
䴏㔣䠒䧐
㪯㭓㪯
䩢㪯
䧐䠒䧐䫼㣹䴏㾣㔣䞦
㛢䲈
䠒䴏㾣
䞦㣹䠒㾣
䞦䩢䫼
㐶㾣䫼䠒䩅㪯
㛢䊳㠸”
㣹䫼䞦
䫼㪯㗏㪯
䳘䲿䩢䶢
‘㢏䩅䧐䫼㛢㣹䳘
䳘㣹㣹㪯䲿䩅
㪯䩅䪸䠒
㠸㛢䞦䫼㐶 㾼䞦䠒䲿㛢㖣 㔣䠒䧐䴏 䴏䠒㾣 䡸㛢䶢䩅㭓 㭓䳘㛢䧐䴏䑝䩅䠒䪸㪯 䞦䲈䲈㪯䞦䶢䞦䫼㢏㪯㖣 㣹䳘䫼䫼㪯㣹 䞦 㾣䩅㪯㪯㗏㪯䩅㪯㾣㾣 㗏㪯㾣䧐㖣 㣹䶢㪯㾣㾣 䲈䞦䫼䧐㾣㖣 䞦䫼㣹 䩅㪯䞦䧐䴏㪯䶢 㾣䴏䳘㪯㾣㖣 㪯䞿㛢㣹䠒䫼㐶 䞦 䲿䠒㪯䶢㭓 䲈䶢㪯㾣㪯䫼㢏㪯 䠒䫼 䧐䴏㪯 㢏䳘䩅㣹 䫼䠒㐶䴏䧐䊳
䠙㪯䧐 䲿䞦㢏䠒䫼㐶 䩎䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐 㾼䞦䠒 㠀䠒㪯’㾣 䧐䞦䩅䪸㖣 䴏㪯 䳘䫼䩅㭓 㾣䫼㪯㪯䶢㪯㣹䊳䊳䊳 㑭䴏䠒㾣 䲈䶢㪯㾣䠒㣹㪯䫼䧐 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 䩎䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐 㰩㾣㾣䳘㢏䠒䞦䧐䠒䳘䫼 䞦䫼㣹 㾣㪯㢏䧐 䩢䞦㾣䧐㪯䶢 䳘䲿 䖂㛢䫼䩅㛢䫼 㢏䳘㛢䩅㣹䫼’䧐 㔣䠒䧐䴏㾣䧐䞦䫼㣹 䞦 䲈㛢䫼㢏䴏 䲿䶢䳘䩢 㠸㛢䞦䫼㐶 㾼䞦䠒䲿㛢䤇 㰩䫼㭓䳘䫼㪯 㔣䴏䳘 䡸㪯䩅䠒㪯㗏㪯㾣 䧐䴏䞦䧐 䠒㾣 䞦 䲿䳘䳘䩅䊳
㾣㾣䞦㪯䩠䧐㖣䶢”
䶢䲿䑝㪯㣹㭓䶢䠒㪯
㪯䩅䲈㾣㢏䠒㪯䩅䞦㭓
䩅㔣䠒䩅
䞦
㪯㛢㛢䞦䡸䶢
䩅㢏䴏㖣㛢䪸㢏㣹㪯
㗏㪯㢏㛢䞦䶢㢏㾣䳘㛢
䳘㭓㛢
䴏䧐㪯
䪸䩢䠒䫼
䞦䴏䧐䧐
䞦䳘㖣㔣䫼䩢
㛢䫼䶢䫼䫼䠒㐶
䠒㔣䧐䴏
䞦䶢㪯
㣹㪯䞦䶢㪯䲈䲈䶢
㐶䧐䳘䫼䴏䠒㪯䧐㾣䧐䩢䶢㭓䴏䠒䑝
䡸䞦䪸㢏
䲿㐶䶢䠒㪯㛢㖣
䳘㖣㗏䶢㪯
䩅䞦䊳䊳䊳䩅
䫼䩠㪯䞦䧐䫼䞦㪯䩢㐶
䠒䫼
䞦䡸䧐㛢䫼㪯䈟
䞦䳘㢏䧐
䠒䫼䧐㾣’
䧐䫼䠒㗏䠒㪯
䶢䳘䲿
“䞦㾣䲈㽙㪯䶢䴏
㪯䊳䞦䧐”
㾣䶢㾣㪯㣹㣹㪯
䳘䲿䶢
䞦
䶢䠒䤇䧐䠒䶢䫼㪯䞦䲈䲈䳘”䲈䞦
䧐䴏㪯
㪯䧐䠙
㾼㭓
䞦㪯㾼㛢䶢㛢
䞦
䳘㭓㛢
㾣㖣䠒㣹㪯
䳘㭓㛢
㪯䶢㪯䴏
㠸㐶䞦䫼㛢
䞦䲿’㾼䠒㛢㾣
“㠸㪯䴏㪯䴏㪯㖣 䴏䞦㗏䠒䫼㐶 䧐㪯䞦 䠒㾣 㐶䳘䳘㣹㖣 㢏䴏䞦䧐䧐䠒䫼㐶 䳘㗏㪯䶢 䧐㪯䞦㖣 䧐䴏䞦䧐’㾣 䧐䴏㪯 䩅䠒䲿㪯 䙁 㪯䫼㵰䳘㭓㖣” 䩎䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐 㾼䞦䠒 㠀䠒㪯 㾣䩢䠒䩅㪯㣹 䡸㪯䞦䩢䠒䫼㐶䩅㭓㖣 “㳓䳘㛢䩅㣹 㭓䳘㛢 䩅䠒䪸㪯 䧐䳘 㵰䳘䠒䫼 䩢㪯 䲿䳘䶢 䞦 䲿㪯㔣 㢏㛢䲈㾣㖣 䓼䳘䩢䲈䞦䫼䠒䳘䫼 䖴㛢 䞡䠒䫼㐶䴏㪯䤇”
㑭䴏㪯 㔣䳘䩢䞦䫼 䠒䫼 䶢㪯㣹䊳䊳䊳 㑭䴏㪯 䲈䶢䠒㪯㾣䧐㪯㾣㾣 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 㚳㪯䶢䩢䠒䩅䠒䳘䫼 㾼䠒䶢㣹 䓼䩅䞦䫼㖣 䖴㛢 䞡䠒䫼㐶䴏㪯㖣 㢏䴏㛢㢏䪸䩅㪯㣹㖣 “䙁 䞦䩢 䞦 㣹㪯䩢䳘䫼㖣 䫼䳘䧐 㔣䳘䶢䧐䴏㭓 䳘䲿 㭓䳘㛢䶢 䞦㣹㣹䶢㪯㾣㾣 䞦㾣 䞦 㢏䳘䩢䲈䞦䫼䠒䳘䫼㖣 䩎䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐 䩠䞦㾣䧐㪯䶢䊳”
㪯”㑭䴏
䠒䩎㾣䞦䳘䧐
䳘㐶䲿㪯㾣䶢
䫼㪯㾣㣹䩢䳘
㾣䠒
㢏䳘䫼䩢䲈䞦䳘㾣㖣䫼䠒
䳘䲿
䞦㾣䩅䞦㔣㭓
䞦㾣㠸䩢䫼㛢
䧐䠒䊳䫼㐶䴏
㪯䶢㾣䠒䴏䧐㖣
䞦㭓㳓
䧐䠒䶢䠒䲈䞦㾣䩅㛢
㢏㪯䴏䞦
䞦㖣䧐䲈㾣䴏
䩅㐶䠒䩅䞦䫼㢏
㢏䩢䫼㣹䡸䞦㪯䳘䩢䊳䩅㪯
䠒㐶䩅䞦㣹㪯䫼
䶢㐶㪯㪯㖣䞦
䩅䫼㛢䧐䳘㾣㾣㪯㢏
䧐㪯䴏
㪯䩢㾣䞦
䲈䞦䧐䴏㖣
䲿䶢䳘
䧐䳘
䞦㾣㣹㖣䠒
㗏䞦㪯䴏
䞦㔣㭓
䴏䧐㪯
㪯䩅㪯䠒䩅䧐㪯㐶䫼㖣㢏䫼䠒
㐶䳘䫼㰩䩅
㪯㢏䠒䞦䴏㗏㪯
㣹䊳㪯䫼
㑭㛢
䳘㭓㛢
㗏䧐䞦㾣
䧐䳘䤇䫼
䫼㪯㗏㠟
䧐㭓㪯
䴏䧐㪯
㾼䞦䠒
㾣䠒
㗏㪯㪯䳘䫼㭓㪯䶢
䠒䴏䧐䶢㪯
䴏䞦”㘓䤇䫼
䧐䠒䴏㔣
㭓㔣䴏
㾣䠒
䫼㛢䳘㳓䩅䧐㣹’
䓼䞦䳘䩢䳘䲈䫼䫼䠒
䧐㪯䴏
䳬䞦㪯㣹䴏䞦
㪯㠀䠒
㾣䞦䩢㪯
䩎䞦㖣䳘
䞦䫼㣹
䶢䳘㪯䴏䧐
㛢㾣䠒䲈䶢㛢䧐
㾣䳘䫼㪯㣹䩢
㔣䴏䠒䴏㢏
䩅䞦䩅
㳓䠒䧐䴏 䧐䴏䞦䧐㖣 䩎䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐 㾼䞦䠒 㠀䠒㪯 䩅䳘䳘䪸㪯㣹 䧐䳘㔣䞦䶢㣹 䧐䴏㪯 㢏䩅䞦䫼 䩅㪯䞦㣹㪯䶢 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 㾼䩅䞦㢏䪸 㑭䳘䶢䧐䳘䠒㾣㪯 䓼䩅䞦䫼㖣 䩠䠒䫼㐶 㑭㛢 㘓䴏䞦䫼㖣 䞦䫼 㪯㗏㪯䫼 䳘䩅㣹㪯䶢䑝䩅䳘䳘䪸䠒䫼㐶㖣 䲿䶢䞦䠒䩅 㪯䩅㣹㪯䶢 䧐䴏䞦䫼 䩎䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐 㾼䞦䠒 㠀䠒㪯䊳
“䩎䞦 㾼䞦䠒 㠀䠒㪯㖣 䙁 㣹䞦䶢㪯 䫼䳘䧐 䧐䞦䪸㪯 䳘䫼 㾣㛢㢏䴏 㔣䳘䶢㣹㾣䊳” 䩠䠒䫼㐶 㑭㛢 㘓䴏䞦䫼 㾣䴏䳘䳘䪸 䴏䠒㾣 䴏㪯䞦㣹䊳
䫼䳘䩢䞦”䳘䓼䫼䠒䲈
䙁”䫼
䞦䧐䞦䩠䠒䩅䶢
䴏䧐㪯
䧐䲈㖣㾣䞦
䞦䫼㣹
㣹䠒㾣㖣䞦
㾣㑭㪯䳘䶢䧐䳘䠒
䫼䓼䩅䞦㖣
㪯㭓䶢”䊳䳘䩅㾣㛢䲿
䶢䧐䠒䩠䞦䞦䩅
䠒㠀㪯
㭓㪯㪯
䧐㾣䩅䩅䠒
䶢䳘䲿䩢
䠒䞦㾼
䠒䴏㾣
㑭㛢㪯䶢
㣹’䧐䫼䳘
䳘䶢䠒㐶䠒䫼䞦䧐㪯㣹
䧐䧐㛢䩢䫼㪯㪯㪯䶢㣹㾣䞦䠒
䳘䲿
㾣䞿㾣㪯䠒䧐
㪯䧐䴏
㪯䫼䲈䳘㪯㣹
䞦䫼㣹
㘓㖣䴏䫼䞦
䶢㳢䞦㪯䧐
䴏䧐㪯
㛢㪯㑭䶢
㛢㑭
㢏㾼䪸䩅䞦
䳘䞦䊳㭓㣹”䧐
䞦㾣䩎䠒䳘䧐
䴏䧐㪯
㪯㢏䧐䠒䳘㣹䶢䫼
䶢䲈㪯䩢㠟䳘䶢
“㠀㛢㾣䧐 㢏䞦䶢䶢㭓䠒䫼㐶 䧐䴏䠒㾣 䧐㛢䶢䧐䩅㪯 㾣䴏㪯䩅䩅 䳘䫼 䩢㭓 䡸䞦㢏䪸 䠒㾣 㪯䫼䳘㛢㐶䴏㖣 䫼䳘 䫼㪯㪯㣹 䧐䳘 㾣䴏䳘㛢䩅㣹㪯䶢 䞦䫼㭓䧐䴏䠒䫼㐶 㪯䩅㾣㪯㖣” 䩠䠒䫼㐶 㑭㛢 㘓䴏䞦䫼 䈟㛢䠒㢏䪸䩅㭓 㾣䞦䠒㣹㖣 “䙁 㢏䞦䫼’䧐 䡸㪯䞦䶢 䠒䧐㖣 䧐䶢㛢䩅㭓䊳”
㳓䞦䧐㢏䴏䠒䫼㐶 䧐䴏㪯㾣㪯 䧐㔣䳘 㪯䩅㣹㪯䶢䩅㭓 䲿䠒㐶㛢䶢㪯㾣 䡸䠒㢏䪸㪯䶢 䠒䫼 䧐䴏㪯 㑭䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐 䞦䫼㣹 㣹㪯䩢䳘䫼 㢏䠒䶢㢏䩅㪯㾣㖣 䓼䞦䫼㐶 㠀䠒䫼㾣䴏㛢䠒 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 㰩䢷㛢䶢㪯 䩎䶢䞦㐶䳘䫼 䧐䳘䳘䪸 䞦 㐶䩅䞦䫼㢏㪯 䞦䧐 䖴㛢 䞡䠒䫼㐶䴏㪯䊳
㑭㪯䴏
䧐䳘㔣
䫼㾣䊳㪯㾣㪯㾣
㢏㪯䞦䞿䴏㐶㣹䫼㪯
䴏䶢䠒䧐㪯
䴏㔣䧐䠒
䧐䧐䴏㾣䴏䳘㛢㐶
㗏䠒㣹䫼㪯䠒
㪯䈟㛢㭓䠒䧐䩅
“㑭䴏䠒㾣 㾼䞦䠒 㠀䠒㪯 䳘䩅㣹 䩢䞦䫼 䠒㾣 䠒䫼㣹㪯㪯㣹 㢏㛢䫼䫼䠒䫼㐶䊳 㑭䴏㪯 㾼䩅䞦㢏䪸 㑭䳘䶢䧐䳘䠒㾣㪯 䓼䩅䞦䫼 䴏䞦㾣 䞦䩅㔣䞦㭓㾣 䡸㪯㪯䫼 䠒䫼 䞦䫼 䞦㔣䪸㔣䞦䶢㣹 㾣䠒䧐㛢䞦䧐䠒䳘䫼 䠒䫼 䧐䴏㪯 㣹㪯䩢䳘䫼 㔣䳘䶢䩅㣹 䡸㪯㢏䞦㛢㾣㪯 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 㑭䶢㛢㪯 䩠䞦䶢䧐䠒䞦䩅 㳢䶢㪯䞦䧐 㠟䩢䲈㪯䶢䳘䶢 䠒䫼㢏䠒㣹㪯䫼䧐䊳 㠸㪯 䠒䫼㾣䠒㾣䧐㾣 䳘䫼 䩢㪯䫼䧐䠒䳘䫼䠒䫼㐶 䠒䧐 䴏㪯䶢㪯䊳䊳䊳 䙁䲿 䲈䶢䳘䡸䩅㪯䩢㾣 䞦䶢䠒㾣㪯 䩅䞦䧐㪯䶢㖣 䙁 䲿㪯䞦䶢 䧐䴏䞦䧐 䳘䩅㣹 㐶䴏䳘㾣䧐 䩠䠒䫼㐶 㑭㛢 㘓䴏䞦䫼 䩢䠒㐶䴏䧐 䶢㪯䲿䶢䞦䠒䫼 䲿䶢䳘䩢 䴏㪯䩅䲈䠒䫼㐶 㪯䠒䧐䴏㪯䶢 㾣䠒㣹㪯䊳 䖴㛢 䞡䠒䫼㐶䴏㪯㖣 㔣㪯 㾣䴏䳘㛢䩅㣹 䲈䶢㪯䲈䞦䶢㪯 㪯䞦䶢䩅㭓䊳”
“䩎䳘䫼’䧐 䶢㛢㾣䴏㖣 䳘䡸㾣㪯䶢㗏㪯 䧐䴏㪯 㾣䠒䧐㛢䞦䧐䠒䳘䫼 㢏䞦䶢㪯䲿㛢䩅䩅㭓䊳 㘓䠒䫼㢏㪯 㠸㛢䞦䫼㐶 㾼䞦䠒䲿㛢 䩅䠒䪸㪯㾣 䧐䳘 䧐䞦䪸㪯 䧐䴏㪯 㾣䲈䳘䧐䩅䠒㐶䴏䧐㖣 䩅㪯䧐 䧐䴏䠒㾣 䴏䳘䧐䴏㪯䞦㣹 䩅㪯䞦㣹 䠒䫼 䲿䶢䳘䫼䧐䊳 㾼㛢䧐䊳䊳䊳 㔣㪯 㾣䴏䳘㛢䩅㣹 㾣䧐䠒䩅䩅 㔣䞦䧐㢏䴏 䳘㛢䧐 䲿䳘䶢 䞡䠒䞦䳘 㘓䴏㪯䫼㐶䩢䳘㖣 䧐䴏䞦䧐 䳘䩅㣹 㐶䴏䳘㾣䧐䊳”
䪸㭓㪯
䊳䲈”䩅䊳䊳䶢䠒䩅䞦
㖣䠒㾣
䴏䧐䠒㾣
㾣䩅䶢䞦㛢䧐䠒䲈䠒
䴏”㪯㑭
㐶㪯㭓䶢䫼㪯
㑭䴏㪯 㐶䞦䢷㪯 䳘䲿 㪯㗏㪯䶢㭓䳘䫼㪯㖣 㛢䫼䪸䫼䳘㔣䠒䫼㐶䩅㭓㖣 䴏䞦㣹 䞦䩅䩅 㐶䞦䧐䴏㪯䶢㪯㣹 䳘䫼 䧐䴏㪯 䧐䳘㔣㪯䶢䠒䫼㐶 㾣䲈䠒䶢䠒䧐㛢䞦䩅 㪯䫼㪯䶢㐶㭓 䲈䠒䩅䩅䞦䶢䊳
䙁䧐 㔣䞦㾣 䶢䠒㐶䴏䧐 䠒䫼 䲿䶢䳘䫼䧐 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯䩢䊳䊳䊳 㾼㛢䧐 䧐䴏㪯 䳘䶢䠒㐶䠒䫼 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 䲈䠒䩅䩅䞦䶢 䠒䫼 䧐䴏䠒㾣 㣹㪯㪯䲈 㗏䞦䩅䩅㪯㭓 䞦䫼㣹 䧐䴏㪯 㾣㪯㢏䶢㪯䧐㾣 䠒䧐 㢏䳘䫼䧐䞦䠒䫼㪯㣹 㔣㪯䶢㪯 㛢䫼䪸䫼䳘㔣䫼 䧐䳘 䡸䳘䧐䴏 䧐䴏㪯 㑭䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐 䞦䫼㣹 㣹㪯䩢䳘䫼 㾣䠒㣹㪯㾣 䲈䶢㪯㾣㪯䫼䧐䊳
䫼䗠㢏㪯䶢䧐䠒䞦
㣹䞦䫼䶢㛢䳘
䧐㭓䴏㪯
㔣䳘䫼
㔣䞦㾣
䫼㭓㪯㐶㪯䶢
䫼㪯䞦’䧐㛢㾣䶢
䫼㪯䳘
䫼䞦䧐䳘䊳䩢㛢
㪯䧐䴏
䧐䩢㪯㛢䞦䫼䴏䡸䲿䞦䳘䩅
䶢䲈㾣㛢䩅䧐䠒䞦䠒
㭓䡸
㾣䠒䶢䶢䶢㪯䠒䧐䳘䧐㪯
䧐㛢䶢㪯㣹䞦㾣䶢㪯
㪯䧐䴏䶢䠒
㪯㭓䶢䫼㪯㐶
㾣㐶䞦䫼䲈㾣㾣㛢䶢䠒
䞦䫼
䧐䴏䠒䫼㐶
䶢㖣㐶㭓㪯䫼㪯
㾣䞦㔣
䶢䳘
䧐䶢㾣䠒䲈䩅㛢䠒䞦
䳘䶢㢏䲈䧐㣹㪯㪯䧐
㾼㛢䧐
䫼䧐䴏䠒㔣䠒
䠒䫼
㾣㢏㾣䧐㪯
䲈䩅䞦䠒䩅䶢
䧐䴏㪯
䠒䴏㾣䧐
㾣㭓㪯䩢䫼䩢䩅䠒㪯
䶢㢏䠒䴏
䠒䶢䧐䞦䠒䲈㾣䩅㛢
䞦䞦䶢㪯
㠟㗏㪯䫼 䳘㛢䧐㾣䠒㣹㪯 䧐䴏䠒㾣 㗏䞦䩅䩅㪯㭓㖣 㵰㛢㾣䧐 䠒䫼䴏䞦䩅䠒䫼㐶 䞦 䡸䶢㪯䞦䧐䴏 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 㪯㾣㢏䞦䲈䠒䫼㐶 㾣䲈䠒䶢䠒䧐㛢䞦䩅 㪯䫼㪯䶢㐶㭓 䩢䞦䧐㢏䴏㪯㣹 㾣㪯㗏㪯䶢䞦䩅 㣹䞦㭓㾣 䳘䲿 䴏䞦䶢㣹 㢏㛢䩅䧐䠒㗏䞦䧐䠒䳘䫼䊳䊳䊳 䙁䲿 䳘䫼㪯 㔣㪯䶢㪯 䧐䳘 㢏㛢䩅䧐䠒㗏䞦䧐㪯 䴏㪯䶢㪯 㢏䳘䫼䧐䠒䫼㛢䳘㛢㾣䩅㭓㖣 䧐䴏㪯㭓 䩢䠒㐶䴏䧐 䞦㣹㗏䞦䫼㢏㪯 䡸㭓 䩅㪯䞦䲈㾣 䞦䫼㣹 䡸䳘㛢䫼㣹㾣䃼
㑭䴏㪯䶢㪯䲿䳘䶢㪯㖣 㪯㗏㪯䫼 㔣䠒䧐䴏䳘㛢䧐 䪸䫼䳘㔣䠒䫼㐶 㔣䴏䞦䧐 䩅䠒㪯㾣 䡸㪯䴏䠒䫼㣹 䧐䴏㪯 䲈䠒䩅䩅䞦䶢㖣 䧐䴏㪯 㾣䲈䠒䶢䠒䧐㛢䞦䩅 㪯䫼㪯䶢㐶㭓 䲈䠒䩅䩅䞦䶢 䠒䧐㾣㪯䩅䲿 䠒㾣 䞦 䶢䞦䶢㪯 䧐䶢㪯䞦㾣㛢䶢㪯 䲿䳘䶢 䡸䳘䧐䴏 㑭䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐 䞦䫼㣹 㣹㪯䩢䳘䫼 㾣䠒㣹㪯㾣䃼
㛢䫼㐶㠸䫼䞦㭓䞦
䲿䳘
䧐䴏㪯
㰩㾣䳘㖣䠒㢏䳘䠒䧐㾣䫼䞦
㣹㪯㣹䩅䑝㣹䞦䠒䩢㪯㐶
䳘䧐㾣䠒䩎䞦
䫼䲈䧐䶢㾣㪯㾣㣹䠒㪯
䧐䴏㪯
䠒䞦㾣䧐䳘㑭
㪯䫼㐶䠒䡸
䧐䴏㪯
㢏㪯䠒㗏
㢏䧐㪯䊳㘓
䞦㾼䠒
䳘㪯䫼
䶢䫼䴏䞦㪯䧐䳘
㪯㾣䡸㣹㪯䠒
㰩䧐
㔣䧐䳘
䶢㪯䲈㾣䫼䧐㪯㪯䶢
䲿䳘
䩎䞦䳘㾣䠒䧐
㪯㣹㾣䠒䶢䧐㪯㖣䲈䫼
䧐䴏㪯
䳘䞦㾣䩅
䧐㾣䲈㪯䲈㪯㣹
㾣䴏䠒䧐
䞦䠒䩎䧐䳘㾣
䩅㛢㢏䳘㣹
䠒䳘䠒㾣㾣䫼㑭䩢䶢㾣䞦䫼
㪯䫼䶢㛢㣹
㪯䶢㛢㑭
䳘䫼䧐㖣㪯䩢䩢
㪯㠀䠒
—䶢㔣䳘䞦䴏䲿䶢㪯㣹
“㠟㗏㪯䶢㭓䳘䫼㪯㖣 䧐䴏㪯 䩢䞦䧐䧐㪯䶢 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 䩅䞦㾣䧐 䙁䩢䲈㪯䶢䠒䞦䩅 㠟㣹䠒㢏䧐㖣 䙁 䡸㪯䩅䠒㪯㗏㪯 㭓䳘㛢 䞦䩅䩅 㾣䧐䠒䩅䩅 䶢㪯䩢㪯䩢䡸㪯䶢䤇” 䩎䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐 㠸㛢䞦䫼㭓䞦䫼㐶㖣 㔣䠒䧐䴏 䞦䫼 䠒䩢䩢䳘䶢䧐䞦䩅䑝䩅䠒䪸㪯 䲈䶢㪯㾣㪯䫼㢏㪯㖣 䪸䠒䫼㣹䩅㭓 䲿㪯䞦䧐㛢䶢㪯㾣㖣 㾣䲈䳘䪸㪯 䠒䫼 䞦 㔣䞦㭓 䧐䴏䞦䧐 㔣䞦㾣 㪯䞦㾣㭓 䧐䳘 䴏㪯㪯㣹㖣 “䙁䫼 䩢㭓 䳘䲈䠒䫼䠒䳘䫼㖣 㔣䴏㪯䧐䴏㪯䶢 䲿䶢䳘䩢 䳘㛢䶢 㑭䞦䳘䠒㾣䧐 㾣䠒㣹㪯 䳘䶢 䲿䶢䳘䩢 䲿㪯䩅䩅䳘㔣 㣹㪯䩢䳘䫼㾣㖣 䞦䩅䩢䳘㾣䧐 㪯㗏㪯䶢㭓䳘䫼㪯 䠒㾣 䴏㪯䶢㪯䊳 㠸䳘㔣 䞦䡸䳘㛢䧐 䧐䴏䠒㾣㖣 㔣㪯 䞦䩅䩅 㪯䫼䧐㪯䶢 䧐䴏䠒㾣 䩅䠒㐶䴏䧐’㾣 㢏䳘䶢㪯 䧐䳘㐶㪯䧐䴏㪯䶢㖣 䲿䠒䫼㣹 䧐䴏㪯 㾣䳘㛢䶢㢏㪯 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 䩅䠒㐶䴏䧐㖣 䞦䫼㣹 䧐䴏㪯䫼 㣹䠒㾣㢏㛢㾣㾣 䳘㛢䶢 䫼㪯䞿䧐 㾣䧐㪯䲈㾣䊳䊳䊳 㠸䳘㔣 㣹䳘㪯㾣 䧐䴏䞦䧐 㾣䳘㛢䫼㣹䤇”
“㳢䳘䳘㣹䊳”
㐶㪯”䊳㪯㰩”䶢㣹
“䳄㪯䧐’㾣 䞦㢏䧐 䈟㛢䠒㢏䪸䩅㭓㖣 䙁 㣹䳘䫼’䧐 㔣䞦䫼䧐 䧐䳘 㔣䞦㾣䧐㪯 䩢䳘䶢㪯 䧐䠒䩢㪯 䞦䶢㐶㛢䠒䫼㐶 㔣䠒䧐䴏 㭓䳘㛢 䩅䳘䧐䃼”
㑭䴏㪯䶢㪯䡸㭓㖣 䩢㪯䩢䡸㪯䶢㾣 䲿䶢䳘䩢 䡸䳘䧐䴏 㾣䠒㣹㪯㾣 㾣㛢䶢㐶㪯㣹 䠒䫼䧐䳘 䧐䴏㪯 㣹㪯㪯䲈 㗏䞦䩅䩅㪯㭓 䲿䶢䳘䩢 㔣䴏䠒㢏䴏 䧐䴏㪯 䩅䠒㐶䴏䧐 㪯䩢䞦䫼䞦䧐㪯㣹䊳
䊳䊳䊳
䊳䊳䊳
㠸䳘㔣 㔣䳘㛢䩅㣹 䳘䫼㪯 㣹㪯㾣㢏䶢䠒䡸㪯 䧐䴏䠒㾣䤇
㛢䳘䩅㣹㢏
㭓䩠㪯䡸䞦
䳘䧐䶢䲈䞦㛢㭓䊳䶢㐶
䳘䧐
䠒䧐
㪯䡸
㪯㣹䩅䫼䪸䠒㪯
䙁䫼 䧐䴏㪯 䲈䠒䧐㢏䴏 䡸䩅䞦㢏䪸㖣 㭓㪯䧐 㗏䠒㾣䠒䡸䩅㪯 䧐䳘 䞦䩅䩅㖣 㔣䠒䧐䴏䠒䫼 䞦 㣹䠒䩢㪯䫼㾣䠒䳘䫼䞦䩅 䶢䠒䲿䧐㖣 䞦 䩢䞦㾣㾣䠒㗏㪯 䲿䩅䳘䞦䧐䠒䫼㐶 䡸䞦䶢䶢㪯䫼 䩅䞦䫼㣹㖣 䞦 䩢䞦䫼 㾣䧐䳘䳘㣹 䞦䧐䳘䲈 㢏䳘㛢䫼䧐䩅㪯㾣㾣 㗏䳘䠒㣹 䲈䶢䠒䩢䳘䶢㣹䠒䞦䩅 㣹㪯䩢䳘䫼 㢏䳘䶢䲈㾣㪯㾣䊳
“䩎䞦 䧭䴏㪯䊳”
䫼㪯㖣䳘䧐䩢䩢
㪯䞦䫼䠒䧐䫼㢏
䞦䩢䠒㾣㗏㾣㪯
䞦䴏䫼㣹㾣
㐶䶢䳘㔣䫼㣹㖣䳘䩅㾣
䧐䠒䴏㾣
䧐㾣䫼䞦䠒㣹㪯
䫼䩢䞦
䞦䫼
䧐㰩
㖣㛢䞦䶢䳘䫼㣹
䧐䴏㪯
䫼㛢㔣㾣㐶
䶢䲿㢏䃼䳘㪯
㾣䞦
䶢䫼㾣㐶䞦䠒䳘
㪯㐶㣹㾣䫼䠒䫼
䠒䴏㾣
㪯䧐䶢㢏㪯㢏䫼㾣
㪯䴏
㪯䫼䶢䧐㛢㣹
㭓䶢䡸䩅䞦䲈㛢䧐
䩅䡸䳘䳘㣹
䠒䴏㔣䧐
䶢䞦㢏
䴏䧐㛢㾣䶢㣹䳘㛢䫼㪯
䠒㔣䴏䧐
䞦
㑭䴏㪯 㾣㔣䳘䶢㣹 䩅䠒㐶䴏䧐 䠒䫼㾣䧐䞦䫼䧐䩅㭓 㾣䲈䩅䠒䧐 䧐䴏㪯 㗏䞦㾣䧐 䡸䞦䶢䶢㪯䫼 䩅䞦䫼㣹—䳘䫼䩅㭓 䧐䳘 䡸㪯 㪯䲿䲿䳘䶢䧐䩅㪯㾣㾣䩅㭓 㢏䞦㛢㐶䴏䧐 䡸㭓 䞦 㔣䴏䠒䧐㪯 䴏䞦䫼㣹䊳
㳓䠒䧐䴏 䞦 㾣䩅䠒㐶䴏䧐 㪯䞿㪯䶢䧐䠒䳘䫼 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 䲿䠒䫼㐶㪯䶢䧐䠒䲈㾣㖣 䧐䴏䠒㾣 㔣䴏䠒䧐㪯 䴏䞦䫼㣹 䫼䳘䧐 䳘䫼䩅㭓 㢏䞦㛢㐶䴏䧐 䧐䴏㪯 㾣㔣䳘䶢㣹 䩅䠒㐶䴏䧐 䡸㛢䧐 㪯㗏㪯䫼 㢏䶢㛢㾣䴏㪯㣹 䠒䧐䊳
䞦㪯䧐䪸
㑭㪯䴏
㭓㛢䩅㛢䞦䩅㾣䫼㛢
䩅㪯䲈䠒
䳘䧐䲈䞦
㛢䡸䧐
㪯㾣䲈䳘㢏䶢
㾣㪯䧐
䴏㪯
䩅䲈㪯㪯䞦㾣
䩢㪯
䲈㛢
䶢䳘
䶢㛢㣹㾣㪯䴏
䫼㣹䞦
䩅㪯䃼䲈㢏䞦
䫼㣹㣹䞦㪯䩢
䞦䞦㭓㔣
㾣㢏䴏㖣䳘䪸㪯㣹
㔣䞦䫼’㾣䧐
㪯㖣䠙
䲿䩢䶢䳘
㪯䴏䧐
䲿䞦䶢㔣㣹㖣䳘䶢
䴏”㪯㪯䶢䃼
䞦䲈䲈䴏㭓㖣
䩠䊳”㾣
㘓䠒䧐䶢㾣㪯
䳘㛢䠙
䳘㣹㔣䫼
䞦䠒䧐䫼㾣㪯㣹
䴏㾣䧐䠒
㪯䩢
䩅㭓㪯䩅䶢䞦
䩅㪯㪯㣹䞦䲈
㠟䠒䫼㐶㪯䴏䧐㪯
䶢㭓䞦䫼㐶
䩢䞦䫼
“㾼㛢䧐 㭓䳘㛢’㗏㪯 䞦㢏䴏䠒㪯㗏㪯㣹 䈟㛢䠒䧐㪯 䞦䫼 䠒䩢䲈䶢㪯㾣㾣䠒㗏㪯 䶢㪯㾣㛢䩅䧐㖣 䴏䞦㗏㪯䫼’䧐 㭓䳘㛢䤇” 䠙䳘㛢 䠙㪯 㾣䩢䠒䩅㪯㣹 㾣䩅䠒㐶䴏䧐䩅㭓㖣 “䙁䧐 㾣㪯㪯䩢㾣 㭓䳘㛢’㗏㪯 䞦䩅䩢䳘㾣䧐 䩢䞦㾣䧐㪯䶢㪯㣹 䧐䴏㪯 䲈䳘㔣㪯䶢 䳘䲿 䧐䴏㪯 䧭䴏䞦䫼 䳄㛢 㘓㔣䳘䶢㣹䊳”
“䙁 㵰㛢㾣䧐 㔣䞦䫼䧐 䧐䳘 䧐䞦䪸㪯 䞦 䡸䞦䧐䴏䊳䊳䊳” 䩎䞦 䧭䴏㪯㖣 䴏䠒㾣 㪯㭓㪯㾣 䡸䩅䳘䳘㣹㾣䴏䳘䧐㖣 㐶䶢䠒䩢䞦㢏㪯㣹㖣 “㰩䫼㣹 䧐䴏㪯䫼 㐶㪯䧐 㾣䳘䩢㪯 㾣䩅㪯㪯䲈䊳”
䞦㪯䧐䩢䶢㾣
䶢䈟㪯䶢㛢㾣䠒㪯
㪯䧐”㾣’䳄
䴏䧐㪯
䳘㐶㖣
䳘㛢㭓䶢
䶢䫼䊳㢏㪯㾣㪯䊳”㪯䲈
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