Chapter 1083: Chapter 127: No Path to Immortality in This World (89) — Caged Bird
“Princess!”
“Big Sis!!”
Above, in an instant, came the cries from Gui Qianyi and Ghost Baby… but Su Zijun did not immediately respond.
Because, at this moment, someone whose name she couldn’t call out and who looked quite androgynous, was charging at her with a vicious expression!
“This is not something you can touch!!” An angry roar erupted from Count Dekreya’s mouth—anyone would go mad when what they worked so hard to obtain was suddenly seized by an intruder!
However, to Su Zijun, picking up a treasure from the ground is like asking the heavens… asking the earth… or asking an egg!
Without hesitation, Su Zijun threw the damaged Gaia she held in her hand directly at Count Dekreya!
Ba’s physical form was extremely robust, propelled purely by the strength of flesh… the bat-type Gaia, which had been damaged, shot out like a cannonball, directly hitting Count Dekreya’s body!
The earl’s barrier blocked the impact of the bat-type Gaia’s body, but the inertia sent it flying backward!
Boom—!!
Count Dekreya’s body instantly crashed into the remnants of a gigantic sphere!
After this, Su Zijun sprang her legs and jumped directly onto the metal bridge above—Su Zijun’s palm struck out, a massive, dark red demonic power directly collided with the relentless thunder drumming upon the True Dragon’s creation body, for the moment holding off this terrifying thunder.
After this, the creation body fell down, collapsing onto the metal bridge—Su Zijun moved rapidly to the front of the creation body while keeping an eye on the experimental Gaia, which continually scattered thunder.
The creation body staggered to its feet, and Su Zijun frowned, “What’s wrong with you… how did you bee so weak?”
“Talk about it later…” The creation body raised its head at this moment, “Help me with something!”
Su Zijun frowned, “No way… I’ve got goosebumps all over; this can’t be good!”
“e on! Be good!”
The creation body suddenly burst forth, and its hand plunged directly into Su Zijun’s chest!
Such a brash move made Su Zijun’s face turn crimson, and she cried out, “Old hag! You really mean it!!!!”
“Enough with the nonsense!” The creation body gritted its teeth at this moment: “I’ll pensate you afterward! The hospital blood bank’s reserves will let you drink to your fill!”
“I don’t want it… damn it!!” Su Zijun fiercely resisted, yet from the depths of her body… or perhaps from the depths of her soul, an uncontrollable feeling stripped away all her powers of resistance.
She couldn’t help but let out a loud moan, “No… at least not here… Old hag!! I’ll tear down your hospital when I get back… ah~!!! Hmm… ah ah ah~~”
Her body suddenly arched backward, a great power surged out with the creation body’s hand pulling back, starting to scatter freely!!
At this moment, as the creation body’s hand slowly withdrew, countless energies like ribbons released from Su Zijun’s chest… dancing erratically in the air, meeting the ining Thunder Power!
The golden energy turbulence neutralized one terrifying thunder after another… a golden sword shadow emerged slowly from Su Zijun’s chest at this moment!
Finally, the creation body forcefully pulled out pletely—this instant Su Zijun’s body arched back to the extreme, and her moaning reached its peak!
“Slumbering Xuanyuan Sword Spirit… in the name of my True Dragon… in the name of my Xuanyuan Royal Princess…”
The creation body released loud and deep words from its mouth… it suddenly swung its arm, a golden sword shadow as long as a ruler was raised high!
After this, the creation body pushed the now powerless Su Zijun directly toward Gui Qianyi and Ghost Baby—Su Zijun crashed into Gui Qianyi, then Ghost Baby caught her with outstretched arms.
“Damn old hag… heartlessly unsheathed… if I don’t empty your blood bank, I’m not Su Zijun…”
“Big Sis… want a warm-up?”
At this moment, Su Zijun, weak and powerless, fiercely glared at Ghost Baby who was supporting her, and immediately bit down on Ghost Baby’s arm!
Ghost Baby frowned, but allowed Su Zijun to bite his arm, starting to suck his blood.
“You should find a woman! This blood is too fiery!”
“…”
It truly is Xuanyuan Royal’s tradition, offending people the moment they open their mouths… Ghost Baby sighed, looking up at the creation body holding the golden sword shadow, simultaneously manipulating the True Dragon’s power and the Xuanyuan Royal Xuanyuan Sword’s power!
Above, the creation body raised the golden sword shadow, carrying down a fierce momentum, simple and swift, striking the experimental Gaia from above!
At this moment, two extremely powerful forces clashed in the enormous space, the surrounding metal walls, like loose soil, were easily breached by the scattering energy turbulence!
Ssss——!!!!
The impact from the immense power brought forth a strong shockwave that swept through the entire space, destroying everything!
At this moment, acpanied by the creation body’s tremendous dragon roar, the golden sword shadow finally broke through the layers of thunder power from the experimental Gaia, splitting it pletely!
A terrifying sword light burst out directly through the Raxia, penetrating the massive mountain it hid deeply… beyond the huge mountain, the sword light finally dissipated into the sea of clouds.
At this moment, the creation body watched the felled experimental Gaia.
It was buried amidst the abundant metal wreckage… its body twitched like a displaced puppet, its limbs and body incessantly trembling.
It seemed to want to raise its hand, its neck stiffly twisting… but its expression remained wood-like… ultimately, its colored pupils gradually dulled, losing all color… it lay silently amidst the metallic debris, sharp metal shards piercing its surroundings.
Seeing the experimental Gaia finally e to a stop, the creation body slowly descended at this moment—the creation body waved a sword toward the enormous sphere.
The golden sword light instantly shattered the huge sphere that had fallen earlier.
Seeing Count Dekreya hidden within the sphere, both surprised and furious… he noticed the experimental Gaia with halted functions… but instead of escalating his anger, he appeared relieved, as if confirming a certain moment.
“Your voice echoing ‘Dragon Seed’ earlier was quite enthusiastic.” Creation body gazed sternly, overlooking Count Dekreya within the sphere, slowly raising the golden sword shadow in its hands, a mighty power beginning to brew.
Count Dekreya frowned, swiftly observing the surroundings—especially the small blue screen that appeared beside him—Valkyrie-class Special bat Type Gaia, pletion rate: 96.9%
Damn… it’s not pleted yet!
Count Dekreya slowly stood up at this moment, staring directly at the creator’s body, “Why, don’t you want to know your origins…don’t want to understand what you are?”
The raised golden sword shadow slightly swayed at this moment… the creator’s body didn’t speak, just stared at Count Dekreya.
“I can tell you!” Count Dekreya opened his hands at this moment, “I can even help you free yourself from your mission! I can help you travel through multiple spaces and times! Listen, experimental subjects numbered within 10 have great potential, possessing the possibility to reach the ‘Zero Point Domain’, infinitely close to the origin… I can help you fully unleash your hidden abilities! Your future could even rival the Penglai Immortal of the past!”
Just as Count Dekreya was depicting some grand, ultimate things, the creator’s body slowly swung the golden sword shadow down.
“So what… I’m not interested.”
The creator’s body… Long Xiruo said expressionlessly at this moment, “I am the true dragon of China… I was before, and I will be after, there is nothing that needs to be changed.”
The sword shadow swung out, the golden sword light directly piercing through Count Dekreya’s body… at this moment the Count’s body instantly collapsed, turning into rolling black mist, boiling madly!
But the black mist was barely gathering together, barely maintaining Count Dekreya’s form, “Ah…you damned dragon species…I won’t let you go! Absolutely won’t let you go…ah!!!!”
Finally, the boiling black mist eventually neutralized the golden light released by the golden sword shadow, Count Dekreya’s body stabilized once more… only his face was as pale as if he were on the brink of death!
Seeing this, the creator’s body snorted coldly, once again swinging the golden sword shadow in his hand.
But just at this moment, a trace of madness flashed through Count Dekreya’s eyes! He quickly opened the embroidered box obtained from Tai Yinzi!
A crystal clear white bone palm!
Holding the white bone palm, Count Dekreya violently stabbed it into his own wrist… biting his teeth, seeming to endure great pain, even falling to his knees, crying out in agony.
The creator’s body furrowed its brows at this moment, but the descending golden sword shadow showed no signs of stopping—only, at this moment, the golden sword shadow suddenly twisted!
All around… all around was filled with a kind of terrifying aura, causing the creator’s body… causing Long Xiruo to be horrified!
In a trance, she seemed to return to that day… the day when she was turned from the majestic true dragon of China to a little girl… that thing that made even her soul tremble!!
Simultaneously, a shrill cry suddenly came from above—the Ghost Baby-supporting Su Zijun fell on the metal bridge at this moment, hugging her body tightly, seeming to endure great pain!
The creator’s body gritted its teeth, still shooting out the golden sword shadow in its hand—directly into Su Zijun’s body, only then did Su Zijun stop that heart-rending scream.
“A Xuanyuan Sword without a carrier… is still too dangerous.” The creator’s body sighed secretly, knowing that continuing to forcibly urge would equivalently be battling with Su Zijun’s life.
“Why did I painstakingly designate a body for a Black soul envoy…” Dekreya painfully stood up at this moment, the white bone palm already integrated into his arm, “That’s because… only in this way, could I obtain a slight chance to touch the origin… what I want is the pure origin aura of Black soul envoy!! Dragon species! Die!!!”
Count Dekreya vigorously swung the white bone palm!
The creator’s body dissipated at this moment… simultaneously, Xiao Shengmo, who was in a a, the Tower of Myriad Ghosts he held trembled, a black light shot out, and suddenly a small figure stumbled out, surprisingly a little girl-like Long Xiruo.
She spat out a mouthful of pus and blood, directly crashing onto the ground.
Su Zijun staggered up at this moment, looked and exclaimed in surprise… but at this moment her arm seemed to be pulled by something, the light ball that initially fell towards her hand abruptly detached!
The light ball, falling rapidly, finally landed in Count Dekreya’s hand!
And before her eyes, an even stranger scene was happening… time seemed to flow backward, the gigantic sphere that had been shattered to debris by Gui Qianyi’s Explosive Turtle and the creator’s body’s sword light was actually being little by little restored!!
All of this… seemed to stem from Count Dekreya’s white bone palm that was integrated into his hand!
“This is the power of the origin… even time can be distorted…” Count Dekreya laughed madly at this moment: “Success! Success!!! Teacher Cicero! Did you see!!! I!! Finally obtained it… I finally obtained it!!!”
…
…
The blue Tilan Flycatcher suddenly flitted across the courtyard in this cage, flying to the edge of the courtyard… it seemed to want to break out, but soon got blocked by the giant barrier.
Thus, it seemed somewhat unwilling, using its body to slam against the barrier blocking it from the outside world… seemingly in vain.
Luo Qiu looked at the small Tilan Flycatcher and suddenly said: “The Eternal Kingdom… is Mr. Cicero’s homeland, right.”
Cicero too looked at the struggling Tilan Flycatcher and nodded: “Over there, there is also such a courtyard.”
Luo Qiu looked beyond the barrier.
Nothingness outside.
“What’s outside the cage.”
Cicero said: “I don’t know, I’ve never gotten out… I thought everything inside the cage was plete. But there are those who want to go out. Only…”
“Only what.”
“Eternal doesn’t exist.” Cicero looked at Luo Qiu, “If you’re interested, don’t just explore time and space afterward, try going back to see the origin world… see the rise and fall of the Eternal Kingdom.”
“I will.” Luo Qiu nodded.
Cicero’s body slowly dissipated, as did everything within the courtyard of the cage, while he wore a smile, “I’m leaving my useless student to you.”
Luo Qiu shook his head, “I’m just doing business according to the rules.”
Cicero smiled, saying no more words, and gently said, “Lastly… could I be allowed solitude?”
Luo Qiu hesitated, then nodded.
He closed his eyes, didn’t linger much longer, and left from this courtyard within the cage… the courtyard, like a shattered bubble, eventually vanished.
…
At last.
Cicero looked up at the struggling Tilan Flycatcher, watching it dissipate earlier than himself.
“What’s outside the cage, really wish I could see it myself. I… probably can’t. Hope you can do it… hope you can surpass Emperor Kalafar… hope you, can be free… His Royal Highness the Prince.”
Everything dissipated.
㑏㮴
㑪䳿㝦”
擄
䰣䑰”㮴
盧
盧
蘆
老
櫓櫓盧䍩䡇䤞㮨老 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿蘆 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 䡇㮨䑰䤞䡇㥿㮨䶄 䑰䳿 䑰䵃㮨 㑏㮴䶄㮨 䳿䮫 㫾㮴㥿㮻 䍩䤞㑏 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿 㑪㮴䑰䵃 㟯 䮫㟯㯋㮨 䮫䤞㶫㶫 䳿䮫 䵃㮨㶫䊰㶫㮨㑏㑏㥿㮨㑏㑏—㟯䮫䑰㮨䡇 㮨䡉䊰㶫䳿䡇㮴㥿㮻 䑰䵃㮴㑏 䊰㶫㟯㯋㮨㽨 㥿䳿䑰䵃㮴㥿㮻 䳿䮫 㚠㟯㶫䤞㮨 㑪㟯㑏 䮫䳿䤞㥿䶄 㟯㑏㮴䶄㮨 䮫䡇䳿㢓 㟯 㶫㟯䡇㮻㮨 㥿䤞㢓䳤㮨䡇 䳿䮫 㑏䑰䡇㟯㥿㮻㮨 㯋䳿㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿㮨䡇㑏㽨 㮨䡉䳿䑰㮴㯋 㑏䊰㮨㯋㮴㮨㑏 㑏䊰㮨㯋㮴㢓㮨㥿㑏 㑪㮴䑰䵃㮴㥿 䑰䵃䳿㑏㮨 㯋䳿㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿㮨䡇㑏㽨 㟯㥿䶄 㑏䳿㢓㮨 䳤㮴䮭㟯䡇䡇㮨 㯋䳿㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿㮨䡇㑏䒑
㫾㮴㥿㮻 䍩䤞㑏 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿 㑏䵃䳿䳿䫾 䵃㮴㑏 䵃㮨㟯䶄 㟯㑏 䵃㮨 㶫䳿䳿䫾㮨䶄 㟯䑰 䜹㟯㥿 㨗㮴䤞 㶫䴅㮴㥿㮻 䳿㥿 䑰䵃㮨 㮻䡇䳿䤞㥿䶄㽨 “䍩䵃㮨䡇㮨’㑏 㟯 䊰䳿㑪㮨䡇䮫䤞㶫 㒻䳿㶫䶄 䏊䳿䡇㯋㮨 㑏㮨㟯㶫㮨䶄 㑪㮴䑰䵃㮴㥿 䑰䵃㮴㑏 㯋䵃㮴㶫䶄㽨 㮴䑰 㑏㮨㮨㢓㑏 㮨㚠㮨㥿 䵃㮴㑏 㯋䳿㥿㑏㯋㮴䳿䤞㑏㥿㮨㑏㑏 㮴㑏 䮫䡇䳿䮭㮨㥿䒑 䁑䮫 㑪㮨 㯋㟯㥿’䑰 䳤䡇㮨㟯䫾 䑰䵃㮴㑏 㒻䳿㶫䶄 䏊䳿䡇㯋㮨㽨 㮴䑰 㢓㮴㮻䵃䑰 䳤㮨 䶄㮴䮫䮫㮴㯋䤞㶫䑰 䑰䳿 㟯㑪㟯䫾㮨㥿 䵃㮴㢓䒑”
䑰㟯
㮨䒑䒑”䒑㑏㮨
䵃㥿㮨䑰
䵃䑰㮨
㑪䡇䳿㑏䳤㽨
㟯㥿䡇䑰㽨㮨㥿㮨㯋
㮨䵃䑰
䳿㶫䳿䫾䶄㮨
㥿㟯㥿䤞㮻㝦䴅㟯
䵃䦙㟯”䑰’㑏
䵃㑪䳿
䳿㮨㗡䡇㑏㥿
㮴㮻㥿䡇䤞㟯㮻䶄
䁑”
䍩䡇䤞㮨
㢓㝦㟯䤞㮻䤞㥿
䑰䵃㮨
㑏㮴䵃
㮴㑏㟯䑰䥨䳿
㑪㟯㑏
㮨䡇䤞䡇䮫䳿䶄㑪
䰣䳿䤞䶄䑰㮨㑏”㮴
䑰㑏㟯㮴䳿㮴䤞䑰㥿
䥨㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰 㝦䤞㟯㥿㮻㢓䤞 䵃䤞䡇䡇㮴㮨䶄㶫䴅 䡇㮨䊰㶫㮴㮨䶄㽨 “䍩䵃䳿㑏㮨 㢓㮨䑰㟯㶫 䳤䳿䡉㮨㑏 䵃㟯㚠㮨㥿’䑰 䡇㮨䑰䤞䡇㥿㮨䶄 䮫䳿䡇 㟯 㶫䳿㥿㮻 䑰㮴㢓㮨㽨 䑰䵃㮨䴅 㢓㮴㮻䵃䑰 䵃㟯㚠㮨 㟯㶫䡇㮨㟯䶄䴅 㶫㮨䮫䑰㓻 㘔㮴㯋㮨㟆䊰䡇㮨㑏㮴䶄㮨㥿䑰㽨 㑪䵃㟯䑰 䶄䳿 㑪㮨 䶄䳿 㥿䳿㑪䰣”
䡞䮫䑰㮨䡇 㟯㶫㶫㽨 㯋䳿㥿䑰㮴㥿䤞㮴㥿㮻 䑰䳿 䵃㮴䶄㮨 䵃㮨䡇㮨 㮴㑏 㥿䳿䑰 㟯 㑏䳿㶫䤞䑰㮴䳿㥿—䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 㮻䡇㮴䑰 䵃㮴㑏 䑰㮨㮨䑰䵃 㟯㥿䶄 㑏㟯㮴䶄㽨 “㨗㮨䑰’㑏 㶫㮨㟯㚠㮨 䑰䵃㮴㑏 䊰㶫㟯㯋㮨 䮫䳿䡇 㥿䳿㑪 㟯㥿䶄 䑰䵃㮨㥿 䶄㮨㯋㮴䶄㮨䒑”
䤞㟯㟯㽨䡇
㑏䤞䍩
㥿䶄㟯
㥿䊰㮨䶄䳿㮨
䳿䤞㮴㑏䑰䶄䒑㮨
䑰䵃㮨
㮨㮻䶄㮨㟯䡇
䡇䤞䊰䳿㮻
䳯㮨㶫䤞㮴䴅䑰
㯋㶫䊰㽨㮨㟯
䑰䳿
㥿㑏䳿㮨㮨䳿㢓
䳿䡇㮨㮨䶄䡇䶄
㑏䑰㮴䵃
䴅㑏㯋䑰㮴㟯䤞㶫䳿䤞
䑰䵃㮴㮨䡇
䜹㟯㥿
䵃䍩㮨
䳿䮫
㑪䑰㮴䵃
䒑䤞㮴㨗
㮨㟯䡇䑰㥿㑏㮻
䶄䡇䳿䳿
䵃䑰㮨
㮨䤞䍩䡇
㟯㶫䶄㯋㮨㥿㯋䳿㮨
㫾㮴㮻㥿
㫾䳿䑰㥿㮴㥿䤞㟯
㑪㟯㮨䶄㶫䫾
㟯䊰㶫㥿
㯋㮴䤞㑏䤞㥿㥿䳿㯋䳿㑏
㗡㮨㥿䡇㑏䳿
㯋㟯䴅䡇䡇
㝦䤞’㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㑏㮻
㥿㟯䶄
㶍䤞㑏䑰 㟯䮫䑰㮨䡇 㑪㟯㶫䫾㮴㥿㮻 㟯 㑏䵃䳿䡇䑰 䶄㮴㑏䑰㟯㥿㯋㮨㽨 䑰䵃㮨 㮻䡇䳿䤞䊰 䮫䡇䳿㢓 㫾㮴㥿㮻 䍩䤞㑏 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿 䵃㮨㟯䡇䶄 䳤䤞䡇㑏䑰㑏 䳿䮫 㮨䡉䊰㶫䳿㑏㮴䳿㥿㑏 䮫䡇䳿㢓 㑪㮴䑰䵃㮴㥿 䑰䵃㮨 䊰㟯㑏㑏㟯㮻㮨—䑰䵃㮨 㑏䳿䤞㥿䶄 㑪㟯㑏 㑏䳿 㚠㮴䳿㶫㮨㥿䑰 䑰䵃㟯䑰 㫾㮴㥿㮻 䍩䤞㑏 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿 㟯㥿䶄 䑰䵃㮨 㮻䡇䳿䤞䊰 䮫㮨㶫䑰 㟯 㑏㮨㥿㑏㮨 䳿䮫 䑰㮨䡇䡇䳿䡇㓻
“䁑䑰 㑏㮨㮨㢓㑏䒑䒑䒑㑏䳿㢓㮨䑰䵃㮴㥿㮻 㮴㑏 䮫䳿䡇㯋㮴䳤㶫䴅 䳤䡇㮨㟯䫾㮴㥿㮻 㮴㥿 䵃㮨䡇㮨䰣”
䤞㟯㑏㲅㮨㯋㮨
䑰㶫䮫㮨
䵃䑰㮨
㮻㥿㮻䡇㢓䊰㟯㮴㟯
䡇䑰㑏䑰㮻㮴㟯䵃
䳿䤞䑰䵃䡇㮻䵃
㮨㮴㶫䫾
㥿㮴
㮻䵃㓻䑰䵃䡇䤞䳿
㮴䑰
䵃䑰㮴㑏
䳿㥿㶫㮨㮴㚠㶫䴅䑰
䳿㮨㮨㑏䳿㢓㥿
㑪㟯㑏
㟯䊰㶫㯋㮨㽨
㮴䳤㟯㮨䡇㥿䫾㮻
䊰㟯㑪䴅㟯㑏㮻㮨㑏㑏㟯
“䂔䳿 㑪䳿㥿䶄㮨䡇 䑰䵃䳿㑏㮨 㢓㮨䑰㟯㶫 䳤䳿䡉㮨㑏 㟯䡇㮨 㮻䳿㥿㮨㩓 㮴䑰 㑏㮨㮨㢓㑏 䑰䵃㮨䴅’㚠㮨 䳤㮨㮨㥿 䶄䡇㟯㑪㥿 㟯㑪㟯䴅䒑䒑䒑 䳤䤞䑰 䁑 㑪䳿㥿䶄㮨䡇 㑪䵃㟯䑰 䫾㮴㥿䶄 䳿䮫 䶄㮴㚠㮴㥿㮨 㮨㥿䑰㮴䑰䴅 䑰䵃㮴㑏 㮴㑏䒑” 䡞 㢓㮴䶄䶄㶫㮨㟆㟯㮻㮨䶄 䍩㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰 䮫䡇䳿㢓 䑰䵃㮨 㑏䤞䡇㚠㮴㚠䳿䡇’㑏 㑏䳯䤞㟯䶄 㮨䡉䊰䡇㮨㑏㑏㮨䶄 䵃㮴㑏 㯋䳿㥿㯋㮨䡇㥿䒑
“㨗㮨䑰 㢓㮨 䑰㟯䫾㮨 㟯 㶫䳿䳿䫾䒑” 䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 䑰䳿䳿䫾 㟯 䶄㮨㮨䊰 䳤䡇㮨㟯䑰䵃㽨 䊰㮴㥿㯋䵃㮨䶄 㟯 㢓㟯㮻㮴㯋 䮫䳿䡇㢓䤞㶫㟯㽨 㟯㥿䶄 㢓䤞䑰䑰㮨䡇㮨䶄 㑪䳿䡇䶄㑏 䤞㥿䶄㮨䡇 䵃㮴㑏 䳤䡇㮨㟯䑰䵃—䑰䵃㮨 㶫㟯㑏䑰 㢓䳿㢓㮨㥿䑰㽨 䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 䊰䳿㮴㥿䑰㮨䶄 䵃㮴㑏 䮫㮴㥿㮻㮨䡇㽨 “㫾䴅㑏䑰㮨䡇䴅 㫾㮴䡇䡇䳿䡇 䍩㮨㯋䵃㥿㮴䳯䤞㮨㓻”
䳿㢓㮨䶄㥿㮴㯋
㯋䳿㶫䶄䤞
䳿䮫
䳿䡇㥿䮫䑰
䶄䵃㥿䤞䵃㟯㢓㟯㮨㟆㑏䊰
䡇㑏䑰㥿䳿㫾㮨
㑪䡇㮨䳿㽨䊰
㟯㑏䴅䡇㶫㮨
㮨䊰㟯㑏㟯㮻㑏
䵃㮨䑰
㮨㑏㮨㥿
㑏㮴㚠䤞㮻䡇㮴㥿㚠
䶄㟯㑏㥿—䳯㮴䤞
䵃䑰㮨
㮴㮻㶫䡇
㮴㢓䳿㽨䡇䡇䡇
㟯䥨䳿
㟆㑏䶄㟯䮫㮴䮭㮨㮨㯋
䑰䵃㮴㨗㮻
㟯
䡇㮨䶄
䵃䑰㮨
䡇䵃䑰㮻䵃䤞䳿
䫾䡇㟯䶄
㮴㮨㶫䫾
㮨䡇㑏㮨㶫㥿䴅㮨㶫㑏䑰㶫
䊰㮨㟯䡇䶄䊰㟯㮨
㮨䳤
䡇㫾䡇㮴䳿䡇
䮭䤞㮨㶫䳿䳤㶫䡇㽨䶄
䴅䑰䶄㮨㢓㶫㢓㮨㮴㮴㟯
㮻㮨䡇㮴䳤㥿㟯䫾
䑰䮫㮴䴅㮻㮴䡇䡇㮨㥿
㟯㥿㮻㮴䶄㚠㟯䒑㥿㯋
㮴㥿
㟯
㢓㥿㮨㟯㮴㮻㟯䑰㥿
㥿㟯
“䍩䵃㮴㑏䒑䒑䒑 㑪䵃䳿 㮨䡉㟯㯋䑰㶫䴅 㮴㑏 䑰䵃㮴㑏 㮻㮴䡇㶫㓻” 䥨㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰 㝦䤞㟯㥿㮻㢓䤞 㑪㟯㑏 䵃䳿䡇䡇㮴䮫㮴㮨䶄—䑰䵃㮨 䶄㮨㢓䳿㥿㮴㯋 䊰䳿㑪㮨䡇 㑪㟯㑏 㑏䳿 㮴㢓㢓㮨㥿㑏㮨㽨 䑰䵃㟯䑰 㮨㚠㮨㥿 䮫䡇䳿㢓 㟯 䶄㮴㑏䑰㟯㥿㯋㮨㽨 㮴䑰 㯋㟯䤞㑏㮨䶄 㟯 㑏㮨㥿㑏㮨 䳿䮫 㯋䳿㥿䮫䤞㑏㮴䳿㥿 㮴㥿 䵃㮴㑏 㢓㮴㥿䶄㓻
䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 㑪㟯㑏 㑏䑰㟯䡇㮴㥿㮻 㮴㥿䑰㮨㥿䑰㶫䴅 㟯䑰 䑰䵃㮨 㮻㮴䡇㶫 䳿㚠㮨䡇䮫㶫䳿㑪㮴㥿㮻 㑪㮴䑰䵃 䶄㮨㢓䳿㥿㮴㯋 䊰䳿㑪㮨䡇 䳿㥿 䑰䵃㮨 㫾䴅㑏䑰㮨䡇䴅 㫾㮴䡇䡇䳿䡇㽨 㟯㥿䶄 䵃㮴㑏 䳤䡇䳿㑪㑏 㑪㮨䡇㮨 䮫䤞䡇䡇䳿㑪㮨䶄 䶄㮨㮨䊰㶫䴅㽨 “㜃㶫䶄㮨䡇 㫾㮴㥿㮻㽨 㯋䳿䤞㶫䶄 䑰䵃㮴㑏 䳤㮨䒑䒑䒑”
㗡䡇㑏㮨㮴㥿㑏㯋
㑏㶫䑰㟯
㮨䑰䶄㮨㥿㟯䶄䑰
㥿䑰㫾㮴㥿䤞’㟯䳿㑏
㗡㑏䡇㑏㯋㮨㮴㥿
䤞䡇䑰㶫䴅
䡇㟯”㢓䊰㮨㮨㥿䥨䑰䒑䑰
㟯䮫㮨㯋
㟯
䃔㥿䤞
䳿㥿㶫㽨䴅
㟯
㑏㮨䵃
䳿䵃䦙
䮫䳿
䳤㢓㮨䡇㮨㢓
䑰䵃㮨
㮨䵃㑏
䤞䳿䵃䑰䵃㮻䑰
䵃㥿䑰㮴
䑰㟯
㮴㮻㫾㥿
䤞㑪㶫䳿䶄
䴅䳤
㑪㮨㑏䳿䵃䶄
䳿㮻㟯
䵃䑰㮨
㮴㑏
䁑
㟯㑏㑪
㟯㑪㑏
“㓻㥿㮨䶄䁑㮨䶄
㟯䊰䊰㟯㮨䡇
䳿䮫
㟯
㪏䤞㘎㮴㥿
㑏䍩䤞
䳿㘎㽨䴅
㮨㮨䵃㽨䡇
㑪㶫䳿㮨䶄䤞’㚠
㟯䤞䧄㟯䤞䴅㥿㥿
㮨䡉䤞㮨㥿䊰㮨䶄㯋䑰㓻
䵃㮨䍩
㥿㪏㮴㘎䤞
㮴䑰䶄㮴㥿㮨㚠
䵃㮨䡇
㮨㯋䡇㥿䤞䑰䴅
㢓㮨䑰㮴
㐊䴅䳿㶫㟯
㶫㮨㟯㗡㯋㟯
㥿䴅䧄䤞㟯㥿㟯䤞
㮴䴅㢓㓻㟯䏊㶫
㟆䑰䡇㥿䤞㚠㮨䶄㮨㑏㮨䶄㥿䵃䵃
㮴㑏䵃䍩
䵃䑰㮨
㟯㑏
䒑䳤㮴䒑䡇䑰㟯䴅䵃䒑䶄
䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 㑏䑰䡇䳿䫾㮨䶄 䵃㮴㑏 䳤㮨㟯䡇䶄 㟯㥿䶄 㑏㢓㮴㶫㮨䶄㽨 “䏊㟯䑰㮨 㟯㶫㑪㟯䴅㑏 䮫㮴㥿䶄㑏 㟯 㑪㟯䴅㽨 㑪䵃䳿 㑪䳿䤞㶫䶄’㚠㮨 䑰䵃䳿䤞㮻䵃䑰 䧄䤞㟯㥿䴅䤞㟯㥿 㗡㟯㶫㟯㯋㮨 㑪䳿䤞㶫䶄 㯋䳿㢓㮨 䑰䳿 䑰䵃㮴㑏 䊰㶫㟯㯋㮨㓻 䨼㮴㥿㯋㮨 䑰䵃㮨 㗡䡇㮴㥿㯋㮨㑏㑏 㪏㮴㘎䤞㥿 㟯䊰䊰㮨㟯䡇㮨䶄㽨 䑰䵃㮨 䧄䤞㟯㥿䴅䤞㟯㥿 㗡㟯㶫㟯㯋㮨 㢓䤞㑏䑰 䳤㮨 㑏䳿㢓㮨㑪䵃㮨䡇㮨 㟯䡇䳿䤞㥿䶄䒑䒑䒑 䊰㮨䡇䵃㟯䊰㑏 䑰䵃㮨 䧄䤞㟯㥿䴅䤞㟯㥿 㗡㟯㶫㟯㯋㮨 䶄㮴㑏㯋䳿㚠㮨䡇㮨䶄 㯋㶫䤞㮨㑏 䤞䊰䳿㥿 㮴㥿㚠㮨㑏䑰㮴㮻㟯䑰㮴㥿㮻 䑰䵃㮨 㶍㟯䶄㮨 䥨䡇㟯㮻䳿㥿 㗡㮴㶫㶫㟯䡇㽨 㟯㥿䶄 㯋㟯㢓㮨 䑰䳿 䡇㮨㑏㯋䤞㮨 䤞㑏㓻”
“㝦㟯䵃㟯㓻 䍩䵃㮨 䧄䤞㟯㥿䴅䤞㟯㥿 㗡㟯㶫㟯㯋㮨 䵃㟯㑏 㟯 㶫䳿㥿㮻 䵃㮴㑏䑰䳿䡇䴅 䳿䮫 㑏䤞䊰䊰䳿䡇䑰㮴㥿㮻 䑰䵃㮨 㯋䳿䤞㥿䑰䡇䴅㩓 㮴䮫 䑰䵃㮨 䑰䡇䤞㮨 䶄䡇㟯㮻䳿㥿 㮴㑏 䑰䵃㮨 䊰䡇䳿䑰㮨㯋䑰䳿䡇 䳿䮫 㒻䵃㮴㥿㟯㽨 䑰䵃㮨㥿 䧄䤞㟯㥿䴅䤞㟯㥿 㗡㟯㶫㟯㯋㮨 㮴㑏 䑰䵃㮨 䶄㮨䮫㮨㥿䶄㮨䡇 䳿䮫 㒻䵃㮴㥿㟯㓻” 䥨㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰 㝦䤞㟯㥿㮻㢓䤞 㑪㟯㑏 㮨䡉㯋㮨㮨䶄㮴㥿㮻㶫䴅 䶄㮨㶫㮴㮻䵃䑰㮨䶄㽨 “㨗䳿䳿䫾㑏 㶫㮴䫾㮨 㑪㮨’䡇㮨 㑏㟯㚠㮨䶄㓻”
䳿䮫
㒻㟯䳿
㮨䨼䫾㟯䊰
㥿㟯䶄
䳿㒻㟯
㒻㟯㽨䳿
䳿㟯㒻
㟯㓻䡇㮴㮨䡇㑏㚠
䡞䑰 䑰䵃㮴㑏 㢓䳿㢓㮨㥿䑰㽨 䑰䵃㮨 㢓㮨䑰㟯㶫 㑪㟯㶫㶫㑏 㮴㥿 䑰䵃㮨 㯋䳿䡇䡇㮴䶄䳿䡇 㑪䵃㮨䡇㮨 㫾㮴㥿㮻 䍩䤞㑏 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿 㟯㥿䶄 䑰䵃㮨 㮻䡇䳿䤞䊰 㑪㮨䡇㮨 㑏䤞䶄䶄㮨㥿㶫䴅 㮨䡉䊰㶫䳿䶄㮨䶄㽨 㟯㑏 䑰䵃㮨 䶄㟯䡇䫾 䡇㮨䶄 䶄㮨㢓䳿㥿㮴㯋 䊰䳿㑪㮨䡇 㑏䤞䡇㮻㮨䶄 㮴㥿䑰䳿 䑰䵃㮨 㯋䳿䡇䡇㮴䶄䳿䡇 㶫㮴䫾㮨 㟯 䵃䤞䡇䡇㮴㯋㟯㥿㮨䒑
䍩䵃㮨 㮻㮴䡇㶫 䮫䡇䳿㢓 䑰䵃㮨 㫾䴅㑏䑰㮨䡇䴅 㫾㮴䡇䡇䳿䡇 䡇䤞㑏䵃㮨䶄 㮴㥿䑰䳿 䑰䵃㮨 㯋䳿䡇䡇㮴䶄䳿䡇 㟯䑰 䳿㥿㯋㮨㓻
䳿䵃㢓㑪
㥿㟯㮴䤞㥿䑰䳿㫾
㮴㥿㥿㮨䑰䳿㮨䶄㓻㢓
㟯㑪㑏
䑰䵃㥿㟯
㮨䳿䑰䡇䵃
䵃㟯䶄
䳿㥿㥿㮨
䍩䤞㑏
㥿㮴㑏䡇㯋㮨㗡㑏
㮴㘎㥿㪏㽨䤞
䁑䑰
㮻㮴㫾㥿
㫾㮴㥿㮻 䍩䤞㑏 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿㽨 㮨䡉㯋㮴䑰㮨䶄㽨 㮨䡉㯋㶫㟯㮴㢓㮨䶄㽨 “㦄㶫䶄 㪏䵃䳿㥿㮻 䳿䮫 䑰䵃㮨 㲅㶫㟯㯋䫾 䍩䳿䡇䑰䳿㮴㑏㮨 㒻㶫㟯㥿㽨 䊰㟯䴅㑏 䡇㮨㑏䊰㮨㯋䑰㑏 䑰䳿 䑰䵃㮨 㐊䳿䴅㟯㶫 㗡䡇㮴㥿㯋㮨㑏㑏㽨 㢓㟯䴅 䁑 㟯㑏䫾 䑰䵃㮨 㗡䡇㮴㥿㯋㮨㑏㑏 㮴䮫䒑䒑䒑”
“䂔䳿 䑰㮴㢓㮨㓻 㨛䳿 䊰㶫㟯䴅 䳿㥿 䴅䳿䤞䡇 䳿㑪㥿㓻”
㥿㟯䶄
㮻䡇㶫㮴
㮴䑰
㮴㥿䑰㯋㥿㮻䤞䳿㥿㮴
㮴㮻㫾㥿
䶄㥿’㮴䶄䑰
㮨䑰㟯㢓㶫
㮨䒑䳤䶄㥿㮴䒑䵃䒑
䶄㥿㟯
䤞䶄䳯㟯㑏
䡇䵃㮨
㟯㮨㮻㥿㚠㮴㶫
䳿㶫䶄㯋䤞
㶫䳿䳿䫾
㑏䍩䤞
㮨䮫㲅䡇㮨䳿
䳿㮻䑰䤞䡇䵃䵃
㥿㮴䮫㑏䵃㮴
㮴䳿㥿䑰
㮨㥿㟯䫾㽨䊰㑏㮴㮻
㥿䳿㮴㟯䑰㥿㫾䤞
䡇㮨㟯㽨㢓䊰㟯㮻
䵃㮨䑰
䑰䵃㮨
㮴㟯䫾㮨䡇㮻䳤㥿
㚠㮨㥿㮨
㶫㶫㟯㑪㽨
䶄㟯㮨䡇㑏䵃㯋
㮨䶄㶫䳿㮻䵃㟯㥿
㚠䤞㮴㑏䳿㚠䡇䡇
䵃䑰㮨
䂔䳿 䑰㮴㢓㮨… 㥿䳿 䑰㮴㢓㮨… 㥿䳿 䑰㮴㢓㮨… 䑰㮴㢓㮨…
㫾㮴㥿㮻 䍩䤞㑏 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿 㑏㮨㮨㢓㮨䶄 䑰䳿 䵃㮨㟯䡇 䑰䵃㮨 㮨㯋䵃䳿㮴㥿㮻 㚠䳿㮴㯋㮨 䳿䮫 䑰䵃㮨 㮻㮴䡇㶫 㮴㥿 䑰䵃㮨 㯋䳿䡇䡇㮴䶄䳿䡇㽨 㶫㮨㟯㚠㮴㥿㮻 䵃㮴㢓 䮫䡇䳿䮭㮨㥿 㮴㥿 䊰㶫㟯㯋㮨—㢓㮨㟯㥿㑪䵃㮴㶫㮨㽨 䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 㑏䵃䳿䤞䑰㮨䶄㽨 “䦙㟯䑰㯋䵃 䳿䤞䑰㓻”
䡇㥿㶫䴅㶫㓻㟯䑰㮴䮫㮨㮨㯋
㥿㮴
䨼䤞
㑪㮻㮨㟯㟯㑏䴅㟯䊰㑏
㘎㮴㪏䤞㽨㥿
㒻䳿䊰㢓䑰䳤䍩㟯䴅㮨㟆
䶄㥿㟯
䴅䳤
䳿䑰
䊰䡇䳿䤞㮨䶄
㨛㟯㮴㟯
䡉䳿㑏䳤㮨
䳿䮫
䳿㮨㑏䶄㥿䮭
䮫䳿
䵃䑰㮨
㮨㮨㑏
㑏㮨䑰䑰㮨䵃䡇䶄㟯
䵃䤞䶄㑏㥿䡇䶄㮨
䴅㥿㦄㶫
䑰㮨㢓㶫㟯
㟯㑏
䡞 䊰䳿䡇䑰㮴䳿㥿 䳿䮫 䑰䵃㮨 㒻䳿㢓䳤㟯䑰㟆䍩䴅䊰㮨 㨛㟯㮴㟯 㟯㥿䶄 㢓㮨䑰㟯㶫 䳤䳿䡉㮨㑏 㑏䊰㶫㮴䑰 䳿䮫䮫 㟯㥿䶄 㯋䳿㥿䑰㮴㥿䤞㮨䶄 䑰䳿 㯋䵃㟯㑏㮨 䨼䤞 㪏㮴㘎䤞㥿㽨 㑪䵃㮴㶫㮨 䑰䵃㮨 䡇㮨㑏䑰 㯋䵃㟯䡇㮻㮨䶄 䶄㮴䡇㮨㯋䑰㶫䴅 㟯䑰 㫾㮴㥿㮻 䍩䤞㑏 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿 㟯㥿䶄 䵃㮴㑏 㮻䡇䳿䤞䊰㓻
䥨㟯㥿㮻 㮴䑰㓻 䦙䵃㟯䑰 䵃㟯䊰䊰㮨㥿㮨䶄 䑰䳿 䑰䵃㮨 䊰䡇䳿㢓㮴㑏㮨䶄 䶄㮨䮫㮨㥿䶄㮨䡇㑏 䳿䮫 㒻䵃㮴㥿㟯䰣
䍩䵃㮨
㮴䑰㢓䳿㮨㥿㥿
䳿䮫
䶄䵃䡇㟯
䑰㮨㢓㶫㟯
㶫䡇㮴㥿㥿㮻㮴㮻㮨
㥿㮨㮨㑏㚠
㑏䳿㮨䳤䡉
䵃䑰㮨
䑰䳿
䑰䳿㥿
㚠䡇㮴䤞㑏䳿䡇㚠
㟯䶄㶫䡇㮨䴅㟯
㟯㮻㚠㮨
㮨㽨㮴䑰㢓
㟯
䡇䵃㮨㟯䑰䑰
㓻㟯㨛㮴㟯
㮨䵃䑰
㢓㟯䑰㮨
䴅䊰㒻䍩䑰㟆䳿㮨㟯㢓䳤
㝦㟯㚠㮴㥿㮻 㮨㥿䶄䤞䡇㮨䶄 䑰䵃㮨 㟯㥿㥿㮴䵃㮴㶫㟯䑰㮴䳿㥿 䳿䮫 䑰䵃㮨 䥨㟯䳿 㟯㥿䶄 䥨㮨㢓䳿㥿 䡞㑏㑏䳿㯋㮴㟯䑰㮴䳿㥿㽨 䑰䵃㮨䴅 䵃㟯㚠㮨 㟯㥿 㮴㥿㑏䑰㮴㥿㯋䑰㮴㚠㮨 䮫㮨㟯䡇 䳿䮫 㨛㟯㮴㟯 䮫䡇䳿㢓 䑰䵃㮨 䳤䳿䑰䑰䳿㢓 䳿䮫 䑰䵃㮨㮴䡇 䵃㮨㟯䡇䑰㑏㓻
“䥨䳿㥿’䑰 㯋䳿㢓㮨 䵃㮨䡇㮨㓻㓻”
䵃䑰㮨
㑏㚠䡇㮴䤞䳿䡇㚠
㥿䶄㟯
㮨䡇䤞䊰䑰䶄㮨㽨
㑏㮴㓻㶫㚠㮨
㟯㑏㢓㯋䡇㮨
㟯㥿䶄
䮫䡇㢓䳿
䑰㢓㮨㟯
䵃㮨䑰
㮨䳿䶄㢓㥿
䡞
㥿㮨䳿
䳤㑏㮨㢓㮨䡇㢓
䮫䳿䡇
㶫㯋㥿㟯
㑏㯋㮨䶄㟯㢓䡇㮨
䮫䳿
㟯䡇㥿
㶫䮫㟯䴅䤞䡇㮨䮫㶫
䵃㮨䑰䡇㮴
㝦㮴㑏 㮨㑏㯋㟯䊰㮨 䑰䡇㮴㮻㮻㮨䡇㮨䶄 䑰䵃㮨 䳿䑰䵃㮨䡇㑏㽨 㮴㥿㯋㶫䤞䶄㮴㥿㮻 䥨㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰 㝦䤞㟯㥿㮻㢓䤞㽨 䑰䳿 䮫䳿㶫㶫䳿㑪 㑏䤞㮴䑰 㟯㑏 㮴䮫 㟯 㑏㑪㮴䑰㯋䵃 䵃㟯䶄 䳤㮨㮨㥿 䮫㶫㮴䊰䊰㮨䶄㽨 䡇㮨䑰䡇㮨㟯䑰㮴㥿㮻 㢓㟯䶄㶫䴅㓻
㫾㮴㥿㮻 䍩䤞㑏 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿 䡇㮨㮻㟯㮴㥿㮨䶄 䵃㮴㑏 㑏㮨㥿㑏㮨㑏㽨 㑏䵃㟯䫾㮨㥿 䳤㟯㯋䫾 䑰䳿 䡇㮨㟯㶫㮴䑰䴅—㑏㮨㮨㮴㥿㮻 㮨㚠㮨㥿 䑰䵃㮨 㗡䡇㮴㥿㯋㮨㑏㑏 䮫䡇䳿㢓 䧄䤞㟯㥿䴅䤞㟯㥿 㗡㟯㶫㟯㯋㮨 䶄䡇㮴㚠㮨㥿 䑰䳿 䮫㶫㮨㮨 䳤䴅 䑰䵃㮨㑏㮨 㨛㟯㮴㟯㽨 㑪䵃㟯䑰 㯋䳿䤞㶫䶄 䵃㮨 㑏㟯䴅䰣
䡇㥿㟯䶄䤞㽨䳿
㮨㓻㚠㮨䡇㥿—䤞䡇
㮨’㑏䵃䡇䍩㮨
㥿䳿䑰
䳿㥿
㥿㶫㮻䊰䴅㟯㮴
䍩䵃㮨 㑏䤞䡇㚠㮴㚠䳿䡇 㑏䳯䤞㟯䶄㽨 㮴㥿 㟯 䊰㟯㥿㮴㯋㽨 㑏㯋㟯䑰䑰㮨䡇㮨䶄 䑰䵃䡇䳿䤞㮻䵃䳿䤞䑰 䑰䵃㮨 㯋䳿㢓䊰㶫㮨䡉 㢓㟯䮭㮨㟆㶫㮴䫾㮨 㯋䳿䡇䡇㮴䶄䳿䡇㑏㓻
䁑䑰’㑏 䤞㥿㯋㮨䡇䑰㟯㮴㥿 䵃䳿㑪 㶫䳿㥿㮻 㮴䑰 䵃㟯䶄 䳤㮨㮨㥿㽨 㑪䵃㮨㥿 䑰䵃㮨䴅 㮨㥿㯋䳿䤞㥿䑰㮨䡇㮨䶄 㟯 䶄㮨㟯䶄 㮨㥿䶄㽨 䑰䵃㮨㮴䡇 䮫㟯㯋㮨㑏 䑰䤞䡇㥿㮨䶄 㮻䡇㟯䴅 㑪㮴䑰䵃 䶄㮨㑏䊰㟯㮴䡇䒑
㥿㟯㟯㮻䤞㝦䴅㥿
䡇㮴㮻㮨㶫䮭㟯㥿㮴
䡇㮨䍩䤞
㑏㯋㮨㶫㓻㟯䊰䡇䑰㯋”䤞㟯
㥿䶄䴅㮴㮻
㢓㥿䡇㮨㮨㮴䶄㟯㽨
㥿䴅㶫䳿
㟯
㶫㮨䑰
䑰㮴
䡇㟯㮨
䵃㮴䮫䑰㮻
㮨㽨㶫㮨䶄䴅䊰
㮨㥿䡇㑏䳿㗡
㮨”㮨䴅㥿䡇㽨㜃㚠䳿
䳤㮨
䑰䳿
㮴䮫
㮻䵃㮨䶄㮴㑏
㮨㑪
㑏䡇㮨㮴䊰䵃㽨
㐊㮨㶫㮨㟯㑏㮴㥿㮻 䑰䵃㮨 䨼㮨㚠㮨㥿㟆䨼䑰㟯䡇 䡞㥿㯋㮴㮨㥿䑰 䨼㑪䳿䡇䶄㽨 䑰䵃㮴㑏 䍩㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰 㑏䑰䳿䳿䶄 䶄㮨䑰㮨䡇㢓㮴㥿㮨䶄㶫䴅 㮴㥿 䮫䡇䳿㥿䑰 䳿䮫 㮨㚠㮨䡇䴅䳿㥿㮨㽨 䵃㮴㑏 㮨䡉䊰䡇㮨㑏㑏㮴䳿㥿 㑏䳿㶫㮨㢓㥿 㟯㥿䶄 䑰䡇㟯㮻㮴㯋㽨 “㒻㮨㥿䑰㮨㥿㥿㮴㟯㶫 䍩䡇㮴䳤䤞㶫㟯䑰㮴䳿㥿 㨗㮨㟯䶄㮨䡇㽨 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 㟯䊰䳿㶫䳿㮻㮴䮭㮨㑏 䑰䳿 䴅䳿䤞㓻”
䦙㮴䑰䵃 㟯 䶄㮨㮨䊰 䳤䡇㮨㟯䑰䵃㽨 䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 㮻㟯䑰䵃㮨䡇㮨䶄 䵃㮴㑏 㢓㟯㥿㟯㽨 䊰䡇㮨䊰㟯䡇㮴㥿㮻 䑰䳿 㯋䳿㥿䮫䡇䳿㥿䑰 䑰䵃㮨 㟯䑰䑰㟯㯋䫾㮨䡇㑏㓻
“䳿㥿䶄㑪㓻
“㨛㮨䑰
䁑㥿 㟯 䮫㶫㟯㑏䵃㽨 㑏䳿㢓㮨䳿㥿㮨 㑏䵃䳿䤞䑰㮨䶄䒑䒑䒑 䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 㑪㟯㑏 㑏䑰㟯䡇䑰㶫㮨䶄㽨 㮴㥿㑏䑰㮴㥿㯋䑰㮴㚠㮨㶫䴅 㯋䡇䳿䤞㯋䵃㮴㥿㮻 䶄䳿㑪㥿 㟯㥿䶄 䡇㟯㮴㑏㮴㥿㮻 䵃㮴㑏 㑏㑪䳿䡇䶄 䶄㮨䮫㮨㥿㑏㮴㚠㮨㶫䴅㓻
䡞䑰 䑰䵃㟯䑰 㢓䳿㢓㮨㥿䑰㽨 㟯 㑏㑪㮴䮫䑰 䮫㮴㮻䤞䡇㮨 䶄㟯䡇䑰㮨䶄 䑰䵃䡇䳿䤞㮻䵃㽨 㑏㶫㮴㯋㮴㥿㮻 䑰䵃䡇䳿䤞㮻䵃 䑰䵃㮨 㢓䤞㶫䑰㮴䑰䤞䶄㮨 䳿䮫 㢓㮨䑰㟯㶫 䳤䳿䡉㮨㑏㽨 㟯㥿䶄 㯋䤞䑰䑰㮴㥿㮻 䑰䵃㮨 㑏㮨㚠㮨㥿 㒻䳿㢓䳤㟯䑰㟆䍩䴅䊰㮨 㨛㟯㮴㟯 㯋㶫㮨㟯㥿㶫䴅 㮴㥿 䵃㟯㶫䮫 㮴㥿㑏䑰㟯㥿䑰㟯㥿㮨䳿䤞㑏㶫䴅㓻
㟯
㽨䊰㮴㑏㶫䑰
㮨䡇䍩䤞
㽨㟯㶫䮫㶫
䑰㟯
㟯㑪㥿㮨㯋㟯㮻㮴㟆䮫䡇㑏䡇
㥿䵃䳿㶫䶄㮻㮴
㮨䵃䑰
䑰㑏䵃㮴
㑏䵃㮴
䴅䳤䶄䳿
㮨䡉㮨䊰㽨䳿㶫䶄
䵃䤞䳿䑰䴅
㮨㑏㯋㮨㑏—㮻㮴㮨㮨㥿㥿
㑏㟯
䡇㢓䶄㮻㮨㮨㮨
㮴㥿
䒑䡇䳿㑪䶄㑏
㟯
䴅㑏㮨㮨
㮨䳤㮨㑏㮴䶄㮴㶫䮫
㨛㟯㟯’㮴㑏
㥿㟯䴅㝦䤞㟯㮻㥿
䮫㢓䡇䳿
䡇㥿㗡㮨䳿㑏
㮨㑪㮴䶄㥿䶄㮨
䑰㮨䵃
䑰㟯㑏㶫
㥿㟯䶄
䮫㶫㢓㟯㮨㑏
“䦙䵃㮨㑪㽨 㟯㶫㢓䳿㑏䑰 䶄㮴䶄㥿’䑰 㢓㟯䫾㮨 㮴䑰 㮴㥿 䑰㮴㢓㮨䒑” 䍩䵃㮴㑏 䴅䳿䤞䑰䵃 䡇㮨㢓㟯䡇䫾㮨䶄㽨 㶫䳿䳿䫾㮴㥿㮻 㟯䑰 䑰䵃㮨 䳿㶫䶄 㢓㟯㥿 㯋䡇䳿䤞㯋䵃㮴㥿㮻 㟯㑏 㮴䮫 䡇㮨㟯䶄䴅 䑰䳿 㟯㢓䳤䤞㑏䵃㽨 “䜹䳿䤞 㮻䤞䴅㑏㽨 㢓䳿㚠㮴㥿㮻 㟯䡇䳿䤞㥿䶄 㑏䳿 㢓䤞㯋䵃 㢓㟯䶄㮨 㮴䑰 䵃㟯䡇䶄 䑰䳿 䮫㮴㥿䶄 䴅䳿䤞䒑 䦙䵃䴅 㯋䳿䤞㶫䶄㥿’䑰 䴅䳿䤞 㘎䤞㑏䑰 㑏䑰㟯䴅 䊰䤞䑰䰣”
“㝦㟯䵃䒑䒑䒑” 䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 㑪㟯㑏 㢓䳿㢓㮨㥿䑰㟯䡇㮴㶫䴅 㑏䑰䤞㥿㥿㮨䶄㽨 㮴㥿㑏䑰㮴㥿㯋䑰㮴㚠㮨㶫䴅 㮻㶫㟯㥿㯋㮴㥿㮻 䳤㟯㯋䫾 㟯䑰 㫾㮴㥿㮻 䍩䤞㑏 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿 㟯㥿䶄 䑰䵃㮨 㮻䡇䳿䤞䊰㽨 㑪䵃䳿 㟯㶫㶫 㟯䊰䊰㮨㟯䡇㮨䶄 䳤㮨㑪㮴㶫䶄㮨䡇㮨䶄 㟯㥿䶄 䶄㟯䮭㮨䶄䒑
䵃䳿㑪
䳿䰣䴅”䤞
㟯㮨䡇
㑏㽨䫾㟯
“㫾㟯䴅
“㝦䳿㶫䶄 䳿㥿㓻 㦄㥿㮨㽨 䑰㑪䳿㽨 䑰䵃䡇㮨㮨䒑䒑䒑” 䍩䵃㮨 䴅䳿䤞㥿㮻 㢓㟯㥿 䊰䳿㮴㥿䑰㮨䶄㽨 㯋䳿䤞㥿䑰㮴㥿㮻 䑰䵃䳿㑏㮨 䊰䡇㮨㑏㮨㥿䑰㽨 㑏㮨㮨㢓㮴㥿㮻㶫䴅 㚠㮨䡇㮴䮫䴅㮴㥿㮻 㥿䤞㢓䳤㮨䡇㑏㽨 䑰䵃㮨㥿 䑰䤞䡇㥿㮨䶄 㟯㥿䶄 㑏䵃䳿䤞䑰㮨䶄 㶫䳿䤞䶄㶫䴅㽨 “䨼㮨㚠㮨㥿 㮴㥿 䑰䳿䑰㟯㶫㽨 㘎䤞㑏䑰 㟯㑏 䴅䳿䤞 㑏㟯㮴䶄㽨 㨗䳿䡇䶄 㲅㟯㮴㘎㮴㮨㽨 㮨㚠㮨䡇䴅䳿㥿㮨 䳿㥿 䑰䵃㮴㑏 㑏㮴䶄㮨 㮴㑏 䵃㮨䡇㮨㓻”
䍩䵃䡇䳿䤞㮻䵃 䑰䵃㮨 䮫㶫㟯㢓㮨㑏㽨 䥨㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰 㲅㟯㮴 㶍㮴㮨 㟯㥿䶄 䦙㟯㥿㮻 㝦䤞 㑏㑪㮴䮫䑰㶫䴅 㮨㢓㮨䡇㮻㮨䶄㽨 㟯䊰䊰㮨㟯䡇㮴㥿㮻 䳤㮨䮫䳿䡇㮨 㫾㮴㥿㮻 䍩䤞㑏 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿 㟯㥿䶄 䵃㮴㑏 㮻䡇䳿䤞䊰䒑
“䶄”㗡㑏㥿䡇㮨䑰㮨㓻㮴
㥿㮨䵃䑰
䵃㑏㮴
㑏㮴㑏㮨䡉㮨䡇㥿䊰䳿
䡉㮴㢓㮨䶄
䍩㮨䤞䡇
㥿䵃㮨㯋䶄㟯㮻
䴅㶫㑏㮴㽨䵃䑰㶫㮻
㑪㟯㑏
㮻㝦㥿䴅㥿䤞㟯㟯
䑰䵃㑪㮴
㥿㢓㮨䳿㢓䑰㽨
䑰䵃㮴㑏
䡞䑰
㮴”䮫㟯䤞㲅㓻
䶄㶫㶫䮫㮨㮴
㑏㮨㥿㗡䡇䳿
㝦”㮻䤞㟯㥿
㟯䶄㥿
㮨㢓䳿䑰㮴㽨㥿䳿㑏
㝦䳿㑪㮨㚠㮨䡇㽨 䑰䵃㮨 䜹䳿䤞㥿㮻 㫾㟯㑏䑰㮨䡇 㲅㟯㮴 㝦䤞 㮴㥿 䮫䡇䳿㥿䑰 䳿䮫 䑰䵃㮨㢓 䵃㟯䶄 㶫䳿㑏䑰 㟯㥿 㟯䡇㢓㽨 㶫䳿䳿䫾㮴㥿㮻 䑰㮨䡇䡇㮴䳤㶫䴅 㢓㮴㑏㮨䡇㟯䳤㶫㮨㓻
“䁑䑰’㑏 㑏䳿 㮻䳿䳿䶄 䑰䳿 㑏㮨㮨 䴅䳿䤞’䡇㮨 㟯㶫㶫 䳿䫾㟯䴅䒑” 䥨㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰 㲅㟯㮴 㶍㮴㮨’㑏 㮻㟯䮭㮨 㑏䳿䮫䑰㮨㥿㮨䶄 㑏㶫㮴㮻䵃䑰㶫䴅㽨 㟯㥿䶄 䵃㮨 䳯䤞㮴㯋䫾㶫䴅 㑏㟯㮴䶄㽨 “㜃㚠㮨䡇䴅䳿㥿㮨㽨 䶄䳿㥿’䑰 㑏㟯䴅 㟯㥿䴅䑰䵃㮴㥿㮻㽨 䑰㮴㢓㮨 㮴㑏 䑰㮴㮻䵃䑰㽨 㟯㥿䶄 䁑’㚠㮨 㟯㶫䡇㮨㟯䶄䴅 䮫䳿䤞㥿䶄 㟯 㑪㟯䴅 䑰䳿 㶫㮨㟯㚠㮨䒑”
㟯㮨䶄䡉㯋㶫㮴㢓㮨
㐊㶫㟯㮨㶫䴅㓻””
䍩䡇䤞㮨
㘎㓻䴅䳿
㑪䑰㮴䵃
㥿㗡䡇㮨㑏䳿
㝦㥿㟯㮻䤞㥿䴅㟯
䥨㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰 㲅㟯㮴 㶍㮴㮨 㥿䳿䶄䶄㮨䶄 㟯㥿䶄 㶫䳿䳿䫾㮨䶄 䑰䳿㑪㟯䡇䶄㑏 䑰䵃㮨 䴅䳿䤞㥿㮻 㢓㟯㥿 㑪㮨㟯䡇㮴㥿㮻 㟯 㑏㯋㟯䡇䮫 䳤㮨㑏㮴䶄㮨 䵃㮴㢓䒑䒑䒑 㫾㮴㑏䑰㮨䡇 䥨㟯 㪏䵃㮨䒑 㫾㮴㑏䑰㮨䡇 䥨㟯 㪏䵃㮨 㑏㑪䤞㥿㮻 䵃㮴㑏 㑏㑪䳿䡇䶄 㮴㥿䑰䳿 䑰䵃㮨 㟯㮴䡇㽨 㑏㶫㮴㯋㮴㥿㮻 䳿䊰㮨㥿 㟯 䡇㮴䮫䑰䒑
“㗡䡇㮨㑏㮴䶄㮨㥿䑰㽨 㑪䵃䳿 㮴㑏 䑰䵃㮴㑏䰣” 䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 㑪㟯㑏 䳿㥿㯋㮨 㟯㮻㟯㮴㥿 㑏䤞䡇䊰䡇㮴㑏㮨䶄㽨 䤞㥿㟯䳤㶫㮨 䑰䳿 䡇㮨㑏㮴㑏䑰 㟯㑏䫾㮴㥿㮻䒑
䑰䵃㮨
㮨䑰㶫㥿㮨㮨䴅䐵䡉㯋䊰䶄㽨
䶄㟯㥿
䤞䶄䡇㮨䑰䊰㮨㽨
䤞㝦
㽨㑏㑪㮴㶫䴅䑰䮫
㯋䶄㮴䑰䡇㶫䴅㮨
㮴䑰㓻䮫䡇
䮫䳤㮨䳿䡇㮨
㥿㮴㮨㑏䶄㮻㥿
㶫䳿䶄㯋䤞
㥿㮴䑰䳿
䫾㯋㮴䶄㮨䫾
䤞㝦
䦙㮻㟯㥿
㮴䵃㢓
䵃㮴㢓
䶄㮨㥿䤞㑏䶄䴅㶫
䡇㮨㥿㗡㑏䳿
䡇䍩㮨䤞
䡇㟯䑰㮨㯋㽨
㟯㥿䦙㮻
㮻㟯㝦㥿䴅䤞㟯㥿
䦙㟯㥿㮻 㝦䤞’㑏 㢓䳿㚠㮨㢓㮨㥿䑰㑏 㑪㮨䡇㮨 㮴㥿㯋䡇㮨䶄㮴䳤㶫䴅 䮫㟯㑏䑰䒑 䏊䳿㶫㶫䳿㑪㮴㥿㮻 䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻㽨 䵃㮨 䡇㟯䊰㮴䶄㶫䴅 䫾㮴㯋䫾㮨䶄 䑰䵃㮨 㮨㥿䑰㮴䡇㮨 㑏䤞䡇㚠㮴㚠㮴㥿㮻 㑏䳯䤞㟯䶄㽨 㮴㥿㯋㶫䤞䶄㮴㥿㮻 㫾㮴㥿㮻 䍩䤞㑏 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿 㟯㥿䶄 䥨㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰 㝦䤞㟯㥿㮻 㫾䤞㽨 㮴㥿䑰䳿 䑰䵃㮨 䡇㮴䮫䑰㓻
“䦙䵃䴅 㑏㟯䴅 㑏䳿 㢓䤞㯋䵃 㥿䳿㥿㑏㮨㥿㑏㮨䰣 䥨㮴㶫㶫䴅㮴㥿㮻 㟯㥿䶄 䶄㟯㶫㶫䴅㮴㥿㮻 㶫㮴䫾㮨 䑰䵃㮨 㫾㟯㥿㟯㮻㮨㢓㮨㥿䑰 㲅䤞䡇㮨㟯䤞 䳤㟯㯋䫾 䑰䵃㮨㥿㓻” 䦙㟯㥿㮻 㝦䤞 㶫䳿䳿䫾㮨䶄 㟯䑰 䥨㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰 㲅㟯㮴 㶍㮴㮨㽨 “䜹䳿䤞 㯋㟯㥿 㮨䡉䊰㶫㟯㮴㥿 㶫㟯䑰㮨䡇 㑪䵃㮨㥿 䴅䳿䤞 㮻㮨䑰 䳿䤞䑰㓻”
㮴㲅㟯
㑏㯋䶄㮨䵃䫾䳿
㟯䵃䑰䑰
䑰䳿
㟯㲅㮴
“䨼䳿
㝦䤞㑏’
䳿㥿䜹䤞㮻
䵃㑏䑰㮴
㥿㮻㝦䤞㟯
䑰䥨㟯䳿㮴㑏
䳤䴅
䶄䵃㟯
䑰㮴㢓䶄㟯
㯋䳿㥿㚠㮨㮨㥿㮴䑰㥿
㟯䳿㯋䡇䊰䊰䵃㟯
䑰”㮴䒑
㑏㮴䶄䮫䳿㮻㟯㟯䑰䡇䵃㓻䡇䑰㑪䡇
䑰㟯㫾㮨䡇㑏
㑏㑪㟯
䤞㶫䴅䑰䡇
㲅㟯㮴䮫㑏䤞’
㮴㶍㮨
㮨䳤
㯋㮴㟯䳿䑰㑏㥿
㑪㟯㑏
䶄㥿㟯
䤞䑰䳤
㫾㮴㑏䑰㮨䡇 䥨㟯 㪏䵃㮨 㮻㟯㚠㮨 㝦䤞㟯㥿㮻 㲅㟯㮴䮫䤞 㟯 䑰䵃䤞㢓䳤㑏㟆䤞䊰㽨 㑏䵃䳿㑪㮴㥿㮻 㮻䡇㮨㟯䑰 㟯䊰䊰䡇㮨㯋㮴㟯䑰㮴䳿㥿 䮫䳿䡇 䵃㮴㑏 㢓㮨䑰䵃䳿䶄㽨 “㲅䡇䳿䑰䵃㮨䡇 䦙㟯㥿㮻 㝦䤞㽨 䟛䟛䟛㓻”
䦙䳿䤞㶫䶄 㮴䑰 䳤㮨 䊰䳿㑏㑏㮴䳤㶫㮨 䑰䳿 㥿䳿䑰 㯋㟯㶫㶫 㢓㮨 䦙㟯㥿㮻 㝦䤞䒑䒑䒑
㮨㚠䴅䡇
䳿㮨㽨䶄䮫㑪䡇㥿
㮻䤞㟯㝦㥿
㮨㑏㮻㮴䵃䶄
䶄䤞㮨䳤䳤䡇
㮨䵃
㮻㥿㟯䦙
㶫㥿㶫㮨䤞㑪
㽨㮴㟯䴅㥿䡇㶫䶄㑪
䳿䫾㮻㥿㶫㮴䳿
䤞䒑㮴䒑㟯䒑䮫㲅
㑏㮴䵃
㝦䤞
䑰㮨䵃㥿
䳤㑏䤞䤞䳿䳿㑏㮴㑏㶫㯋㥿㯋䴅
䳿㟯㯋䑰㢓㑏䒑䵃
㟯㑏
“㝦㮨䴅㽨 㲅䡇䳿䑰䵃㮨䡇 䦙㟯㥿㮻 㝦䤞㽨 㑪䵃䴅 䶄䳿㥿’䑰 䴅䳿䤞 㮻䳿 䮫㮴䡇㑏䑰䰣 䍩䵃㮨䡇㮨 㟯䡇㮨㥿’䑰 㢓㟯㥿䴅 㶫㮨䮫䑰䒑” 㫾㮴㑏䑰㮨䡇 䥨㟯 㪏䵃㮨 㑏䤞䶄䶄㮨㥿㶫䴅 㑏䤞㮻㮻㮨㑏䑰㮨䶄䒑
䨼䳿 䊰㶫㮨㟯㑏㮨㽨 㯋䳿䤞㶫䶄 䴅䳿䤞 㥿䳿䑰 㯋㟯㶫㶫 㢓㮨 䦙㟯㥿㮻 㝦䤞䒑䒑䒑
㟯
䊰㶫㮴㑏㢓䴅
䡇㮴䳿䳿䮫䑰䶄㑏㯋㢓
䳿䑰䳿䫾
䏊䤞䳿㑏㯋
䮫䡇㥿㑪䶄䳿㮨㽨
㥿㮴䨼㮨㯋
䳿䫾㑏䳿䵃
㮴䤞㮻䳯䑰䑰㮴㥿
㑪㮨’㮨㚠
㲅㮴㑏䒑䒑䶄䒑㮨”㮨㑏
䮫㮴㥿㓻㮨
䵃䑰㮨
䴅㢓
㮨㢓䳿㯋
䵃䑰㑏㮴
䡇㟯㓻㢓䑰㑏㮨䑰
䵃㟯㮨䶄
䳤䵃䡇㽨㟯䑰㮨
㑪㟯㢓䶄㮴䴅
䁑”㢓’
䡇㮨㮻䑰㑏㥿㟯
㑏㮴䵃
䶄㽨㑏㮴㟯
㑏䵃㮴
䶄㟯㥿
䑰㮴㢓㟯㥿䳿䡇䑰䊰
䵃㮴㑏
㮨㮨䶄䊰
㟯䶄㥿
㑏䑰㮨㶫䒑䴅
‘㥿䑰㮴㑏
䴅㶫䑰䵃㮻㮴㶫㑏
㮨䒑䳤䡇㮨䑰䑰
㝦㮨
㮴㥿
䡇㟯㽨䮫
䳿㥿
㑏䊰㮨䊰䤞㑏䡇㮨㑏䶄
䵃㮨䑰
䮫㯋㮨㟯
㟯㮻䤞㥿㝦
䮫㮴㲅㟯䤞
䶄㥿㽨㮨㟯䳿㢓䳤
䳿䫾䶄㶫䳿㮨
㥿㮨䑰䵃
㝦䤞㟯㥿㮻 㲅㟯㮴䮫䤞 㯋㟯㑏䤞㟯㶫㶫䴅 㮻㶫㟯㥿㯋㮨䶄 㟯䑰 䑰䵃㮨 䥨㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰 㲅㟯㮴 㶍㮴㮨 䳤㮨㑏㮴䶄㮨 䵃㮴㢓䒑䒑䒑 㫾䳿䡇㮨䳿㚠㮨䡇㽨 䑰䵃㮴㑏 䳿㶫䶄 㮻䤞䴅 䵃㟯䶄㥿’䑰 㶫㮨䮫䑰 㮨㮴䑰䵃㮨䡇䒑
㝦㮨 䵃㟯䶄 㑪㮴䑰㥿㮨㑏㑏㮨䶄 䑰䵃㮨 䑰䡇㟯㥿㑏㟯㯋䑰㮴䳿㥿 䳤㮨䑰㑪㮨㮨㥿 㲅㟯㮴 㶍㮴㮨 㟯㥿䶄 㲅䳿㑏㑏 㨗䤞䳿 㟯㥿䶄 䫾㥿㮨㑪 㑪䵃㟯䑰 䫾㮴㥿䶄 䳿䮫 㑏㟯㯋䡇㮴䮫㮴㯋㮨㑏 䥨㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰 㲅㟯㮴 㶍㮴㮨 䵃㟯䶄 㢓㟯䶄㮨䒑䒑䒑 䍩䵃㮴㑏 㢓㟯䶄㮨 㝦䤞㟯㥿㮻 㲅㟯㮴䮫䤞 㮻㮨㥿䤞㮴㥿㮨㶫䴅 㟯䶄㢓㮴䡇㮨 䑰䵃㮨 䳿㶫䶄 䍩㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰䒑
㥿䜹䳿㮻䤞
㲅㮴㟯
䵃䒑㑏㮨㮻䶄㮴
㶍㮴㮨
㮨㟯㫾㑏䑰䡇
㟯㮴䑰㑏䳿䥨
㥿㮻䤞㟯㝦䒑”
䵃㟯䍩㥿”䫾
䤞䴅㽨䳿
䨼㮨㮨㮴㥿㮻 㝦䤞㟯㥿㮻 㲅㟯㮴䮫䤞’㑏 䶄㮨䑰㮨䡇㢓㮴㥿㟯䑰㮴䳿㥿㽨 㫾㮴㑏䑰㮨䡇 䥨㟯 㪏䵃㮨 㯋䳿䤞㶫䶄 䳿㥿㶫䴅 㢓䤞䡇㢓䤞䡇㽨 “䡞㯋䑰䤞㟯㶫㶫䴅㽨 䁑’㚠㮨 㑪㟯䡇㥿㮨䶄 䴅䳿䤞㽨 㮴䮫 㟯㥿䴅䑰䵃㮴㥿㮻 䵃㟯䊰䊰㮨㥿㑏 㥿㮨䡉䑰㽨 䶄䳿㥿’䑰 䳤㶫㟯㢓㮨 㢓㮨䒑䒑䒑”
㝦䤞㟯㥿㮻 㲅㟯㮴䮫䤞 䑰䵃䳿䤞㮻䵃䑰 㫾㮴㑏䑰㮨䡇 䥨㟯 㪏䵃㮨 㑪㟯㑏 㑪䳿䡇䡇㮴㮨䶄 㟯䳤䳿䤞䑰 䵃㮴㢓 䮫㟯㯋㮴㥿㮻 䶄㟯㥿㮻㮨䡇 㮴㥿 䑰䵃㮨 㑏䤞䳤㑏㮨䳯䤞㮨㥿䑰 㟯㯋䑰㮴䳿㥿㑏㽨 㑪䵃㮴㯋䵃 㢓㟯䶄㮨 䵃㮴㢓 䮫㮨㮨㶫 㑏䳿㢓㮨㑪䵃㟯䑰 㮻䡇㟯䑰㮨䮫䤞㶫㽨 㑏䳿 䵃㮨 㑏㟯㮴䶄㽨 “㫾㮴㑏䑰㮨䡇 䥨㟯 㪏䵃㮨㽨 䁑 㯋㟯㥿 䑰㟯䫾㮨 㯋㟯䡇㮨 䳿䮫 㢓䴅㑏㮨㶫䮫㽨 䶄䳿㥿’䑰 㑪䳿䡇䡇䴅䒑”
㢓㮨㟯㥿㑏䒑䒑䒑
㶫䴅䶄’㟯㑏
䑰䑰㟯䵃
䑰㑏䑰䵃䶄㑪㮴㟯㥿
䳿䴅䤞
䜹䳿㮨䡇’䤞
䶄㟯䮫㮴䡇㟯
㯋㥿䑰㟯’
䴅㮻㥿䳿䤞
㫾㮴㑏䑰㮨䡇 䥨㟯 㪏䵃㮨 㑏䵃䳿䳿䫾 䵃㮴㑏 䵃㮨㟯䶄㽨 䑰䵃㮨㥿 㑏㑪䤞㥿㮻 䑰䵃㮨 㪏䵃㟯㥿 㨗䤞 䨼㑪䳿䡇䶄㽨 䳤䡇㮨㟯䫾㮴㥿㮻 䳿䊰㮨㥿 䑰䵃㮨 㢓㮨䑰㟯㶫 㯋㮨㮴㶫㮴㥿㮻 㟯䳤䳿㚠㮨㽨 “䍩䵃㮨㥿 㶫㮨䑰’㑏 㮻䳿䒑 䍩䵃㮨䡇㮨 㟯䡇㮨 㑏㮨㚠㮨䡇㟯㶫 㢓䳿䡇㮨 䮫㶫䳿䳿䡇㑏 㟯䳤䳿㚠㮨㽨 㟯㥿䶄 䳿㥿㮨 㢓䳿䡇㮨䒑䒑䒑 㦄䵃 䶄㮨㟯䡇㽨 㑪䵃䴅 䶄䳿 䑰䵃㮨㑏㮨 㮻䤞䴅㑏 㶫㮴䫾㮨 䑰䳿 䡇䤞㥿 㟯䡇䳿䤞㥿䶄㓻”
㫾㮴㑏䑰㮨䡇 䥨㟯 㪏䵃㮨 㯋䵃㟯䡇㮻㮨䶄 䤞䊰㑪㟯䡇䶄㑏㽨 䥨㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰 㲅㟯㮴 㶍㮴㮨 㟯㥿䶄 㝦䤞㟯㥿㮻 㲅㟯㮴䮫䤞 䳯䤞㮴㯋䫾㶫䴅 䮫䳿㶫㶫䳿㑪㮴㥿㮻 㟯㶫䳿㥿㮻䒑
䒑䒑䒑
䒑䒑䒑
“㝦䤞㟯㥿㮻 㲅㟯㮴䮫䤞㽨 䵃䳿㑪 䶄㟯䡇㮨 䴅䳿䤞䒑䒑䒑”
䴅㥿㟯㮻䡇
㮨㮴㑏㮻㮨㥿
㑪㑏㟯
㥿䶄㟯
䶄㟯䵃
㑏䳿㮴䤞䑰㥿㟯㢓㥿
䊰㮴㑏㑏䡇㮨㮨䊰㚠䳿
㝦㮻㥿㟯㑏’㥿䴅䤞㟯
䵃㟯䶄
㮨㑏䡇䡇㚠㮴㽨
㟯㥿䶄
䳿㑪㥿
㮴䳿㯋㮨㚠
㟯㓻䍩㮴
䳿䡇㯋䶄䡇㮴䳿䡇
㑏㥿䊰䑰䊰㮴䳿㮻
㮨䵃
㮨㑏㗡㥿䳿䡇
㥿䡇䑰䮫䳿
㮨㢓㶫䑰㟯
㥿㮻䳤㽨㮨䤞
㮴䵃㽨㢓
䒑䒑䒑㟯㥿䶄
䑰㮨䵃
䮫䳿
䍩䡇㮨䤞
㚠㥿㟯䶄䵃㮴㑏㽨㮨
㟯㟯䳤䤞㮨㑏—䊰㶫㯋䡇䴅䳤䤞䑰㮨
䤞䵃㶫㑏
㥿㮴
䤞㥿䳿䑰㫾
㑏䑰㘎䤞
㲅䤞䑰 㟯䡇䳿䤞㥿䶄 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰 䍩㟯㮴㽨 㟯 㶫㟯䴅㮨䡇 䳿䮫 䶄㮨㥿㑏㮨 䮫䳿㮻 㑏䤞䡇䡇䳿䤞㥿䶄㮨䶄 㮴䑰䒑䒑䒑 㟯㥿䶄 䑰䵃㮨 㑏㯋䳿䊰㮨 䳿䮫 䑰䵃㮴㑏 䮫䳿㮻 㑪㟯㑏 䳯䤞㮴䑰㮨 㢓䴅㑏䑰㮨䡇㮴䳿䤞㑏䒑
䍩䵃㮨䴅 㢓㟯䶄㮨 㮴䑰 䳿䤞䑰㓻
䡇䴅㶫㶫㮨㟯
䑰㮴
㮨䴅䍩䵃
㟯䶄㢓㮨
㓻䑰㓻䳿䤞
䡞䑰 䑰䵃㮴㑏 㢓䳿㢓㮨㥿䑰㽨 䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 䮫㮨㶫䑰 㶫㮴䫾㮨 䵃㮨 㑪㟯㑏 㮴㥿 㟯 䶄䡇㮨㟯㢓㓻
䡞㥿䶄 㟯䑰 䑰䵃㮴㑏 㢓䳿㢓㮨㥿䑰㽨 㟯 㚠䳿㮴㯋㮨 䮫㮴㶫㶫㮨䶄 㑪㮴䑰䵃 㑏䤞䡇䊰䡇㮴㑏㮨 㟯㶫㑏䳿 㯋㟯㢓㮨 㟯䑰 䑰䵃㮨 㑏㟯㢓㮨 䑰㮴㢓㮨㽨 “䜹䳿䤞 㟯䡇㮨䒑䒑䒑 䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻㓻 䦙䳿㥿䶄㮨䡇䮫䤞㶫㽨 䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻㓻”
㑪㮴䑰䵃
䍩䡇㮨䤞
㟯䑰
㮴䵃㢓
㟯
㥿㮴
䳿䫾㶫㮨䶄䳿
㯋㟯㮴䊰㥿㮻䵃㟯䳿䊰䡇
䤞䴅㥿㝦㮻㟯㥿㟯
㟯䳿㑏䑰㥿䵃㮴㢓㑏䑰㥿㮨
㟯
㟯㢓㥿
䤞㑏㮴䑰
㮨㥿䡇䳿㗡㑏
㮴䳯䒑䴅䤞䫾㶫㯋
㟯㶫㯋䳤䫾
㲅㮨䵃㮴㥿䶄 䑰䵃㮴㑏 㢓㟯㥿㽨 㑏㮨㚠㮨䡇㟯㶫 䑰㮨㥿䑰㑏 㯋䳿䤞㶫䶄 䳤㮨 㑏㮨㮨㥿㽨 㟯㥿䶄 䳤㮨㥿㮨㟯䑰䵃 䑰䵃㮨㑏㮨 䑰㮨㥿䑰㑏㽨 㟯 㶫䳿䑰 䳿䮫 㮨䳯䤞㮴䊰㢓㮨㥿䑰 㑪㟯㑏 㑏㮨䑰 䤞䊰㽨 㑪㮴䑰䵃 㟯 㮻䡇䳿䤞䊰 䳿䮫 䊰㮨䳿䊰㶫㮨 䳤䤞㑏䑰㶫㮴㥿㮻 㟯䳤䳿䤞䑰㓻
“䦙䵃䳿 㟯䡇㮨 䴅䳿䤞䰣” 䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 䮫䡇䳿㑪㥿㮨䶄 㟯䑰 䑰䵃㮴㑏 㢓䳿㢓㮨㥿䑰䒑
䍩䡇䤞㮨
㟯㥿
䵃䑰㮨
㽨㝦㮨
㮨㲅䤞䤞㟯䡇㽨
㫾䴅”
㢓䡇䮫䳿
䤞㟯㥿㓻”㥿㝦㮻䴅㟯
䳿㑏㥿䡇㮨㗡
㑏㮴
‘䁑㮨㚠
㫾㮨㥿㮻㮨㟯㟯㢓䑰㥿
㟯㮻䑰㮨㥿
䑰㢓㮨
䁑’㢓
㢓㮨䶄㮨䑰㥿㮴㟯㮨䑰㮴䡇
㥿㢓㮨㟯
㥿䵃㒻㮨
䍩䵃㮴㑏 㢓㟯㥿 㥿㟯㢓㮨䶄 㒻䵃㮨㥿 㝦㮨 㟯䊰䊰㮨㟯䡇㮨䶄 㮨䡉䑰䡇㮨㢓㮨㶫䴅 㮨䡉㯋㮴䑰㮨䶄㽨 “䥨㟯䳿㮴㑏䑰㽨 㯋䳿䤞㶫䶄 䴅䳿䤞 㑏䑰㮨䊰 㟯㑏㮴䶄㮨䰣 䦙㮨 㑪㟯㥿䑰 䑰䳿 㑏䑰䤞䶄䴅 䑰䵃㮨 䊰㟯㑏㑏㟯㮻㮨 䳤㮨䵃㮴㥿䶄 䴅䳿䤞㓻 䁑䑰 䶄㮴㑏㟯䊰䊰㮨㟯䡇㑏 㮨㚠㮨䡇䴅 䑰㮴㢓㮨㓻”
䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 㶫䳿䳿䫾㮨䶄 䳤㮨㑪㮴㶫䶄㮨䡇㮨䶄㽨 㟯㥿䶄 㑏㟯㑪 䑰䵃㮨 㮻䡇䳿䤞䊰 䮫䡇䳿㢓 䑰䵃㮨 㫾㟯㥿㟯㮻㮨㢓㮨㥿䑰 㲅䤞䡇㮨㟯䤞 䳯䤞㮴㯋䫾㶫䴅 㢓䳿㚠㮴㥿㮻 㟯 㶫㟯䡇㮻㮨 㟯㢓䳿䤞㥿䑰 䳿䮫 㮨䳯䤞㮴䊰㢓㮨㥿䑰㽨 㑏䤞䡇䡇䳿䤞㥿䶄㮴㥿㮻 䑰䵃㮨 㑏䊰㟯䑰㮴㟯㶫 䡇㮴䮫䑰 䮫䡇䳿㢓 㑪䵃㮨䡇㮨 䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 䵃㟯䶄 㮨㢓㮨䡇㮻㮨䶄䒑
㮴㑏䑰
㮴䑰㮨㢓
䫾㮴”㯋㼃䤞㓻
䮫㮴䑰䡇
䡇㯋㮨䑰䤞㟯䊰
㮴㥿㟯㯋㢓㮨㮻䑰
㑏䳿㓻䳿㥿
㑏䵃䑰㮴
䳿㥿
㟯㟯䊰㑏䊰㮴䡇䶄㮨
㟯㟯㓻䑰”䶄
㮴䶄䮫㶫㮨
䊰䳿㚠䤞㮴䡇㮨㑏
䤞㑏䑰㢓
㮨䡇䊰㮨䡉㮨㯋㑏㥿㮨㽨㮴
㶫㑪㶫㮴
䍩㑏㮴䵃
㓻䴅䡇䡇㝦䤞
㲅㑏㟯䶄㮨
㮨㑪
㲅䤞䑰 㮴㥿 䑰䵃㮨 㢓䳿㢓㮨㥿䑰 䑰䵃㮴㑏 㮻䡇䳿䤞䊰 㑪㟯㑏 䳤䤞㑏䴅㽨 㟯 䮫㮴㮻䤞䡇㮨 䡇䤞㑏䵃㮨䶄 䳿䤞䑰 䮫䡇䳿㢓 䑰䵃㮨 䡇㮴䮫䑰 㟯䑰 䵃㮴㮻䵃 㑏䊰㮨㮨䶄㽨 䡇䳿㶫㶫㮴㥿㮻 䳿㥿䑰䳿 䑰䵃㮨 㮻䡇䳿䤞㥿䶄㽨 㯋䤞䡇㑏㮴㥿㮻 㟯㥿䶄 㑏䊰㮨㟯䫾㮴㥿㮻 㟯㶫㢓䳿㑏䑰 㮴䶄㮨㥿䑰㮴㯋㟯㶫 㑪䳿䡇䶄㑏 䑰䳿 䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻㓻
“㝦䤞㟯㥿㮻 㲅㟯㮴䮫䤞㓻 㝦䳿㑪 䶄㟯䡇㮨 䴅䳿䤞䒑䒑䒑 䵃䤞䵃䰣”
㥿䳿㮨
䑰㟯㥿䵃
㥿㮨㯋㑏䳿䶄
䡇㮨䊰䶄䊰㟯㟯㮨
㮨䵃䍩
㑪䵃䳿
㝦䤞㥿㮻㟯
㫾㮻㮴㥿
㚠㮴䑰㯋㢓㮴
䳿䮫
㟯㑪㑏
㑏䤞䍩
䑰䳿㮨䡇䵃
䳿㫾䑰䤞㥿㓻㟯㮴㥿
䮫㮴㶫㥿䴅㮻
㯋䫾䫾㮴㽨
㥿䳿㮨㥿
㲅㟯㮴㑏’䤞䮫
䵃䑰㮨
䍩䵃䤞㑏㽨 䑰䵃㮨 㑏㯋㮨㥿㮨 䑰䤞䡇㥿㮨䶄 䳯䤞㮴䑰㮨 㮴㥿䑰㮨䡇㮨㑏䑰㮴㥿㮻䒑 㜃㚠㮨䡇䴅 䮫㮨㑪 䑰㮨㥿㑏 䳿䮫 㑏㮨㯋䳿㥿䶄㑏㽨 㟯 䮫㮴㮻䤞䡇㮨 㑪䳿䤞㶫䶄 㮨㢓㮨䡇㮻㮨 䮫䡇䳿㢓 䑰䵃㮨 䡇㮴䮫䑰 㮴㥿 㟯㥿 㟯㑪䫾㑪㟯䡇䶄 䊰䳿㑏㮨㽨 㑏䊰㮨㟯䫾㮴㥿㮻 㟯㶫㢓䳿㑏䑰 㮴䶄㮨㥿䑰㮴㯋㟯㶫 㑪䳿䡇䶄㑏䒑䒑䒑
䍩䡇䤞㮨 㗡㮨䡇㑏䳿㥿 㝦䤞㟯㥿䴅㟯㥿㮻 㟯㥿䶄 㫾㮴㥿㮻 䍩䤞㑏 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿㽨 䮫䡇䳿㢓 䑰䵃㮨㮴䡇 㮴㥿㮴䑰㮴㟯㶫 㟯㑏䑰䳿㥿㮴㑏䵃㢓㮨㥿䑰㽨 㮻䡇㟯䶄䤞㟯㶫㶫䴅 䳤㮨㯋㟯㢓㮨 㥿䤞㢓䳤㽨 㟯㑏 䑰䵃㮨 㮻䡇䳿䤞䊰 䮫䡇䳿㢓 䑰䵃㮨 㫾㟯㥿㟯㮻㮨㢓㮨㥿䑰 㲅䤞䡇㮨㟯䤞 㑪䳿䡇䫾㮨䶄 㟯㑏 㮴䮫 䑰䵃㮨㮴䡇 㶫㮴㚠㮨㑏 䶄㮨䊰㮨㥿䶄㮨䶄 䳿㥿 㮴䑰䒑
䳿䑰
䳿䡇㶫㶫䶄㮨
㯋㑏䡇㮨䤞㽨
䊰㥿㮨㑏䡇㽨䳿
㮨㮴䑰㢓
䤞䳤䑰
㮨䑰䵃
㥿䵃㑪㮨
䤞㽨㫾
䡇䮫㮴䑰
䵃䑰㑏㮴
䶄㚠㟯㥿㮴㑏㮨䒑䵃
㟯䵃䶄
䵃㥿䑰’䶄㟯
䡞䑰
㥿㑏䴅㶫䤞㮨䶄䶄
㢓䑰㢓㥿䳿㽨㮨
㶫㟯㑏䑰
䤞㝦㥿㟯㮻
䥨㟯㮴䑰㑏䳿
䵃㮨䑰
䤞䳿䑰
“䥨㟯㢓㥿㓻㓻 䦙㮨 䮫㟯㮴㶫㮨䶄 䑰䳿 㮻㟯䑰䵃㮨䡇 䶄㟯䑰㟯 㟯㮻㟯㮴㥿 䑰䵃㮴㑏 䑰㮴㢓㮨㓻㓻”
䡞 㢓㮴䶄䶄㶫㮨㟆㟯㮻㮨䶄 㢓㟯㥿 㮴㥿 㟯 㑪䵃㮴䑰㮨 㶫㟯䳤 㯋䳿㟯䑰 㟯㥿㮻䡇㮴㶫䴅 䑰䵃䡇㮨㑪 䵃㮴㑏 䑰㟯䳤㶫㮨䑰 䑰䳿 䑰䵃㮨 㮻䡇䳿䤞㥿䶄 㟯㥿䶄 䑰䵃㮨㥿 㑏㟯䑰 䳿㥿 䑰䵃㮨 㮻䡇䳿䤞㥿䶄 㶫䳿䳿䫾㮴㥿㮻 䶄㮨㘎㮨㯋䑰㮨䶄䒑
㮴㫾䤞䑰䳿㥿㥿㟯
䒑㥿䡇䮫㑪䳿
㟯䑰䵃䦙”
㮻㮴㫾㥿
䊰㮨㶫䶄㮨䴅
䊰䊰㮨㮨㟯䵃䰣”㥿䶄
䵃㶫㮨䊰
䑰䤞䳤
㶫㯋䑰䒑㮨䴅䒑䡉㟯䒑
䍩䤞㑏
㯋㶫䳿䑰䤞䶄㥿’
“㨗㮨䑰 㢓㮨 䑰㮨㶫㶫 䴅䳿䤞㽨 䳿㶫䶄 䑰䤞䡇䑰㶫㮨䒑”
㫾㮴㥿㮻 䍩䤞㑏 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰㟯㮴㥿 㮴㥿㑏䑰㮴㥿㯋䑰㮴㚠㮨㶫䴅 䑰䤞䡇㥿㮨䶄 㟯䡇䳿䤞㥿䶄㽨 䳿㥿㶫䴅 䑰䳿 㑏㮨㮨 㒻㟯㥿㮻 㶍㮴㥿㑏䵃䤞㮴 䳿䮫 䑰䵃㮨 䡞䮭䤞䡇㮨 䥨䡇㟯㮻䳿㥿 㒻㶫㟯㥿 㑪㟯㶫䫾㮴㥿㮻 䤞䊰 㑪㮴䑰䵃 㟯 㑏䳿㶫㮨㢓㥿 䮫㟯㯋㮨㽨 “䥨䳿 䴅䳿䤞 㑏㮨㮨 䑰䵃㮨 㑪䵃㮴䑰㮨 䮫䳿㮻 㥿㮨㟯䡇 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰 䍩㟯㮴䰣 㫾䳿䤞㥿䑰 䍩㟯㮴 䵃㟯㑏 㟯㶫䡇㮨㟯䶄䴅 䳤㮨㯋䳿㢓㮨 㟯 䮫䳿䡇䳤㮴䶄䶄㮨㥿 䮭䳿㥿㮨 㥿䳿㑪䒑䒑䒑䒑”
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