Chapter 1130: Chapter 174: Evil Dragon
Angry voices echoed in the basement.
Having woken up only to find herself trapped in this place, Long Xiruo quickly realized her predicament, but no matter how much she cursed, she couldn’t make Gui Qianyi open the basement door.
“Lord Long, there’s medicine on the table made by this old man… For now, you should just rest here and recuperate.”
“Gui Qianyi, was this your idea?!”
“Lord Long, don’t ask anymore… This old man was prepared to be caught by you and boiled into soup, only then locking you inside… Save your strength, just rest well now, this old man is leaving.”
“Gui Qianyi!!!!!!”
But this time, there was no response… Long Xiruo looked at the basement—a basement, yet furnished like a suite with every necessity.
Exquisite enough to make her feel an impulse to smash everything… But such destruction would have no benefit.
Long Xiruo quickly calmed down, knowing that there was still a hidden gaze observing her, “Girl, I’m telling you, don’t do anything reckless… Did you hear me? Su Zijun, did you hear me! Su Zijun!!! Zijun!!”
Empty and hollow… and a slightly warm bowl of medicinal soup on the table. Long Xiruo leaned despondently against the door.
…
Xiao Shengmo was brought before Su Zijun… Lord Xiao had lived long and held a high position in the demon world, knowing quite a bit about Xuanyuan Palace.
“I heard the Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation hasn’t pletely died, and you saved them?”
Xiao Shengmo looked at Su Zijun seated, whose petite stature made the large chair seem to dwarf her… But she was a princess of the Xuanyuan Royal Family.
In China, Master Long is the pinnacle of all things… then below Master Long, belongs to the Xuanyuan Royal Family—truly, nowadays the Dao Monster merely form the third tier in China’s superordinate power structure.
“Greetings, Princess Xuanyuan.” Xiao Shengmo said, neither humble nor arrogant, calmly, “Last time I saw the Princess was at your seven-hundredth birthday, and in a blink, a hundred years passed, yet the Princess still looks as radiant as ever.”
“I heard the Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation is not dead?” Su Zijun was expressionless… This was her second time asking the same question, adding a supplement: “Don’t hide, there are some things I wish to ask him.”
Xiao Shengmo pondered for a moment and ultimately took out the Tower of Myriad Ghosts to release the Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation from it.
A gray mist emerged from the Tower of Myriad Ghosts in Xiao Shengmo’s hands.
Before long, a gray silhouette appeared before everyone… It didn’t seem solid, almost as if it could disappear at any moment.
“Gui Qianyi, Ghost Baby, you two go out first.” Su Zijun crossed her legs under the table, “Lord Xiao, please step outside for a moment, I’d like to have a good conversation with Seventieth Generation.”
Xiao Shengmo said, “Princess, Mr. Heart of Heaven’s soul power is extremely weak, requiring the ghostly aura from the Tower of Myriad Ghosts to nourish him constantly to sustain…”
“When he’s close to failing, I’ll call for you.” Su Zijun said calmly, “What, do you think I can’t tell whether he can hold up or not?”
“Lord Xiao, please wait outside.” That gray silhouette… the Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation slowly shook his head.
Xiao Shengmo had no choice but to nod, then left with Gui Qianyi and Ghost Baby.
Once they had all left, Su Zijun gazed at the phantom before her, “Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation, everyone, even including myself, thought you had perished body and soul in the calamity caused by Dragon Fiend years ago. Those folks saved because of you are grateful to the heavens, nearly ready to enshrine you as a god… didn’t expect you to hide away, decades passing in a blink. Your Clothed Daoists are indeed remarkable, each member capable of stirring trouble. You might as well rename yourselves, don’t call it Clothed Dao, just call it Trouble Faction, huh?”
“It has been a hundred years, and the Princess still doesn’t spare others when she has the right.” Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation gave a bitter smile and shook his head.
“Last time, the rebel Qingxia Zi should have been executed, but you defended him, leading Xuanyuan Palace to ultimately decide on expelling Qingxia Zi.” Su Zijun coldly snorted, “This time again, it’s your Clothed Dao’s successor… What do you have to protect them with?”
“Nothing.” Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation’s expression turned bitter.
China’s transcendental factions are quite plex… Dao Monster, Human, and Dragon make up the balance, with True Dragon balancing all three, and each having their sects and clans. For centuries, the Human Race has been weak. After the End of Dharma Age came, the Human Race rose, achieving prosperity… Yet back then, in the era of rampant Dao Monsters, the frail Human Race still had a place, thanks to the emergence of talents from the Human Race and the support from Xuanyuan Palace.
Xuanyuan Palace has always been the guardian of humanity. But Xuanyuan Palace guards humanity rather than a specific dynasty.
As for the Management Bureau, it’s a special organization gradually established after the founding of the New Kingdom… truly belonging to the Human Race, or rather the New Kingdom’s power against superordinary entities.
Xuanyuan Palace, Taoist sects, and demons maintain their balance, with Xuanyuan Palace having the strongest power among them. Previously, Qingxia Zi attracted Dragon Fiend, not only causing heavy casualties to both Dao and Monster sides but also bringing significant mortality burdens.
The Dao Monsters begrudgingly spared Qingxia Zi due to Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation’s reputation and goodwill. Meanwhile, Xuanyuan Palace pardoned Qingxia Zi’s death penalty due to Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation’s selfless act of saving all beings.
“You understand well.” Su Zijun sneered, “Now, your sect members have gone mad, slaughtering millions to refine some sinister Magic Artifact… this crime, even if you sacrifice yourself again, is not enough for pardon. Do you understand?”
“The Princess’s meaning?” Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation seemed to sense something… or rather, he had already guessed certain things since the conversation began.
“Clothed Dao has been too troublesome.” Su Zijun said flatly, “After this matter, your inheritance shall be severed… including the Qingxia Zi who escaped back then, I’ll have someone recover his cultivation.”
At that moment, Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation appeared to weaken multiple times, falling silent.
Su Zijun leaned back, “Don’t tell me your Clothed Dao’s destiny is to guard China against external invaders. The invader you’ve been diligently watching over might already have weeds growing over their grave… There won’t be any Penglai from now on; your so-called destiny has ended! You know that, right?”
Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation sighed and nodded silently.
Su Zijun stood up: “You can call me domineering, but you, Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation, should understand what I truly am… Push me to the limit, and no one will fare well. I also don’t wish to casually tread that path. Xuanyuan Kill God is the sword of the mon people… Don’t let me have the chance to truly draw it. You should be aware that in this age’s transcendental realm, there aren’t many who can withstand its strike. Don’t hope for True Dragon to save the entire Extraordinary Realm. True Dragon originally guards only all of China; it’s just too idle now, interfering here and there! Now it’s China’s own will standing with the Human Race; once ‘Xuanyuan·God Slayer’ arises to follow public will, Shen Zhou Dragon Vein will naturally relent!”
“Everything…” Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation bowed deeply, “I am at the Princess’s disposal.”
“Alright, you may return.” Su Zijun waved her hand.
…
Leaving Su Zijun’s room, Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation quickly found Xiao Shengmo—at this moment, Xiao Shengmo was sitting cross-legged in the room, continuously absorbing ghostly aura from the Tower of Myriad Ghosts.
“Mr. Heart of Heaven, are you alright?” Seeing Heart of Heaven Seventieth Generation return, Xiao Shengmo quickly rose to greet him, “That princess of the royal family didn’t trouble you, did she?”
The Heavenly Heart Seventieth Generation shook his head, “There’s nothing difficult about it. The principle of Xuanyuan Palace has not changed since its inception… We are each just doing what we think is right.”
“It seems the situation is not optimistic,” Xiao Shengmo frowned.
The Heavenly Heart Seventieth Generation was earnest at this moment, saying, “Lord Xiao, thank you for saving my life those years ago… But I currently have one matter that requires your assistance. I’m not sure if you can agree to it.”
Xiao Shengmo said, “For decades now, although you have not left the Tower of Myriad Ghosts, you have guided me in transforming Ghost City, which has greatly reduced the burdens… For your kindness to the ghostly crowd of Ghost City, I have no way to repay. If there is anything you need, just instruct me.”
The Heavenly Heart Seventieth Generation walked over to Xiao Shengmo and whispered something.
Xiao Shengmo listened seriously, frowning, but did not hesitate for long before nodding, “Rest assured, I will certainly take care of this matter.”
The Heavenly Heart Seventieth Generation sighed, “If it’s impossible, then let it go. Just doing your best is already precious.”
Xiao Shengmo said nothing.
The Heavenly Heart Seventieth Generation slowly said, “Then let me return to the Tower of Myriad Ghosts. You have always asked me to find someone, but my divinations have been unsuccessful for years. However, during this journey to Penglai, I vaguely see a clue… Let me calculate it well.”
“Is this true?” Xiao Shengmo’s face suddenly became excited.
The Heavenly Heart Seventieth Generation shook his head, “Lord Xiao, the person you asked me to seek seems to be obscured by destiny, vague and unclear, so I can only try my best.”
“In any case, I am deeply grateful for your kindness!”
…
…
At the entrance to the cave, two young men appeared.
One young man had a severed wrist, his face pale and somewhat pure. As for the other, there seemed to be a faintly emanating evil aura from his face.
Gongsun Shiyu and Gongsun Zhishui.
As they approached the entrance, two men in black with bronze masks suddenly emerged from the cave.
Seeing that it was Gongsun Shiyu and Gongsun Zhishui, these two men quickly lowered their guard, one of them clasping his fists, “So it’s Young Master Gongsun returning, it seems the task entrusted by the Supreme has been pleted.”
Gongsun Shiyu said indifferently at this moment, “Is Lai Caisheng hiding inside?”
The two men in black frowned slightly, secretly exchanging a glance—there seemed to be something odd about Gongsun Shiyu.
But Gongsun’s identity was different from theirs—he was more aligned as a collaborator with the Supreme.
“The Supreme is inside,” the man in black nodded, “Currently, the Supreme is fully engaged in refining the Million Soul Orb, which is crucial, and cannot be easily disturbed.”
“Cannot be disturbed?” Gongsun Shiyu suddenly chuckled evilly, “How unfortunate, I’ve e specifically to disturb him this time.”
Seeing the evil aura on Gongsun Shiyu’s face intensifying, the two men in black felt a shock in their hearts.
Gongsun Shiyu suddenly moved forward aggressively. These two men in black were quite skilled, responding instantly and shouted, “Stand back!!”
“You should be the ones standing back!” Gongsun Shiyu cackled eerily.
His movements were extremely quick, so much so that the two men in black couldn’t react in time, as he grabbed each of their heads with one hand!
At the moment of being grabbed, the two men in black let out tragic cries… The eerie red-black mist on Gongsun Shiyu’s body suddenly surged, pletely devouring the two men in black.
“A Daoist, a demon, their vitality is not bad,” Gongsun Shiyu laughed viciously, “Just right to fill my belly!”
In just a moment, the bodies of the two men in black shriveled up and fell to the ground… Gongsun Zhishui behind Gongsun Shiyu casually glanced at them, frowned slightly, but did not say anything.
Gongsun Shiyu strode into the cave entrance.
As soon as he walked in, there were already seven men in black blocking his path, making Gongsun Shiyu’s gaze even more sinister.
The red-black light on his body suddenly flared up.
At this moment, a clear voice echoed from deep within the cave, “Step back, let him in.”
The seven men in black did not hesitate and quickly moved aside… Gongsun Shiyu chuckled softly at this moment, gradually stepping in under everyone’s gaze.
…
At this moment.
Deep within the cave, on the huge altar, Lai Caisheng slowly opened his eyes—as this very moment a figure appeared before him, it was Gongsun Shiyu!
Lai Caisheng glanced at Gongsun Shiyu, his expression calm and indifferent, “It seems even the descendants of Gongsun with the Huang Di bloodline cannot resist the corruption of the Evil Dragon.”
“Stop pretending,” Gongsun Shiyu sneered, “You handed over the Evil Dragon Pearl with no good intentions. Trying to use the power of Huang Di to suppress me, to wield my power for your use? You just picked the wrong person!”
“Success or failure, it’s just two sides, two results,” Lai Caisheng shook his head, slowly stood up, and smiled slightly, “It is more reassuring than the unknown.”
“Hmph.” Gongsun Shiyu snorted softly, then chuckled wickedly, “I won’t waste words with you. Since I’ve crawled back from Hell, the debts of the past year must be repaid with interest! The Million Soul Orb you’ve refined, intending to use it as a vessel for spiritual energy of the air and land? That’s too wasteful, let me devour it instead!”
As he spoke, Gongsun Shiyu’s arm reached out like lightning, and Lai Caisheng seemed unable to react in time, as his neck was instantly grasped by Gongsun Shiyu.
Gongsun Shiyu sneered, “Aren’t you extremely intelligent, able to calculate everything? Then why don’t you calculate, will I kill you or spare you?”
㫭䱡
盧
䈙㙦㩌㥶䦮䩪
㾽㥶䩪㷼㿟㣼㣼
㴚㩌䇙㷼㖫䦮䩪㣼㫭㥶
䇙㠤㣼㙦
櫓
㛎㫭䩪㣼
㧽㙦㥶
老
㥶㙦䚎
䟐㫭㴚䈙
櫓
䩪㩌
盧
㥶㒐㫭㣼䡳㖫㴚㛎
㩌㿟䧵
蘆
㷼㴚㣼㫭㥶㥶㙦’㩅䇙
㥶㿟㫭㛎䡳㷼䇙㣼
蘆
擄
老
㙦㥶
㩌㩌䡳䇙㠤㴚㫭㧽
㩌㙦㧽㣼㴚㠤
㙦䭵㫭
䩠’㿟㫭㥶䇙䚎
䈙㒐㫭㥶
盧
䈙㫭㷼䚎㥶㖫䇙㩌䈙
㫭㥶䇙
㴚䇙
㩌㩌㛎㙦䇙㽡䩪
㩅㛎㙦䡳䟐㽡
㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟’㥶 㒐㙦䈙䦮 㥶㿟㠤㠤㴚㣼䈙䚎 㴚䜪㴚㛎㩌㴚㠤 䱡䩪㛎䡳㴚㖫 㙦㣼㠤 䭵㙦㫭 㩅㙦㫭㥶䇙㴚㣼㷼’㥶 㣼㴚䡳䟐 㫭㣼㥶㩌㙦㣼㩌䈙䚎 䈙䩪㥶㩌 㥶㿟㒐㒐䩪㛎㩌㽡㽡㽡 䡳㙦㿟㥶㫭㣼㷼 䇙㫭㥶 䇙㴚㙦㠤 㩌䩪 㠤㛎䩪䩪㒐 㠤䩪㧽㣼㽡
䚎䩠䇙㫭㿟
㧽㩌䣒㴚㴚㙦䇙㛎
䭵㙦㫭
㴚䇙㩌
㴚䇙㷼㥶㣼㫭㙦㩅
㣼㷼䩪㿟㽡㠤㛎
䩪㣼䩪㩌
㖫㫭㥶
㧽㫭䈙䈙
䩪㥶㣼㥶㷼㫭㩌
䩪䚎㿟
㷼㿟㾽㣼㥶㣼䩪
㴚”㖊䇙
䭇
㠤䱡㿟㴚䡳㩌䈙㖫䈙䚎㴚㫭
㣼㙦㧽㴚㥶㛎
䈙㿟䡳䈙㙦䚎㥶㙦
㽡㫭”䟐䈙䈙
䈙䇙㙦㴚㿟㷼㠤
䡳㙦㖫䡳㩌㿟㙦䈙䈙㴚
“㓩䩪㿟㽡㽡㽡 䚎䩪㿟 䟐㫭䈙䈙㴚㠤 䇙㫭䦮㡪” 䀪㴚䇙㫭㣼㠤 䇙㫭䦮㖫 㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䀓䇙㫭㥶䇙㿟㫭 㙦㥶䡳㴚㣼㠤㴚㠤 㩌䇙㴚 㙦䈙㩌㙦㛎 㙦㣼㠤 㥶㙦㧽 䭵㙦㫭 㩅㙦㫭㥶䇙㴚㣼㷼 㩌䇙㛎䩪㧽㣼 㩌䩪 㩌䇙㴚 㷼㛎䩪㿟㣼㠤㖫 䦮䩪㩌㫭䩪㣼䈙㴚㥶㥶㽡㽡㽡 䇙㫭㥶 䱡㙦䡳㴚 㥶䈙㫭㷼䇙㩌䈙䚎 䡳䇙㙦㣼㷼㴚㠤㽡
㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟 㥶㣼㴚㴚㛎㴚㠤㖫 “䝦䩪 䩪㣼㴚 㫭㥶 㿟㣼䟐㫭䈙䈙㙦䧵䈙㴚㽡”
㩌㫭㫭䡳㙦㛎䡳䈙
䟐㴚㫭㣼㣼㙦㷼㧽㣎
䦮䦮㣼㩌䩪㴚㖫
㧽㙦㥶
㩌䣒㴚㴚㣼
㴚䩪㥶㠤
䇙㥶㩅㣼㙦㷼㴚㫭
䀓䇙㿟’䇙㫭㫭㥶㥶
㙦㩌
㣼㙦㠤
㙦䇙㩌㧽
䩪㴚㣼
䈙㫭㽡㽡䈙㽡䟐㠤㴚
䦮㣼㹰㙦㴚
䱡䩪
䜪㙦㥶㒐㴚㴚㽡㩌㫭㽡䡳㣼㽡䩪㩌
㖫䈙㒐㙦㣼
䧵䩪䚎㠤㣼㴚
㩌㴚䇙
䭵㫭㙦
㫭㖊㥶䇙
㧽㙦㥶
㴚㣼㷼䚎㛎㕙
㙦㿟㛎䩠㩌㒐䈙㫭㫭
㧽㥶㙦
㫭㥶䇙㩌
䇙㴚㩌
䇙㩌㫭㥶
㷼㿟㾽㥶䩪㣼㣼
䦮㥶㠤㩌㫭㖫㛎䦮㥶㣼㙦㴚
㴚䇙䦮䩪㥶㩌㧽㙦
㴚䇙
㕙䣒㴚㛎䚎㩌䇙㫭㣼㷼㽡㽡㽡 㫭㥶 㣼䩪㩌 㠤㴚䣒㴚䈙䩪㒐㫭㣼㷼 㙦䡳䡳䩪㛎㠤㫭㣼㷼 㩌䩪 㒐䈙㙦㣼㖫 㩌䇙㴚㛎㴚 㙦㛎㴚 㙦䈙㧽㙦䚎㥶 㥶䩪 䦮㙦㣼䚎 䣒㙦㛎㫭㙦䧵䈙㴚㥶㽡
“䀪㿟㩌 㫭䱡 䚎䩪㿟 䟐㫭䈙䈙 䇙㫭䦮㖫 㩌䇙㴚㣼 㩌䇙㴚㛎㴚’㥶 㣼䩪 䩪㣼㴚 㩌䩪 䇙䩪㥶㩌 㩌䇙㴚 䱡㫭㣼㙦䈙 㒐䇙㙦㥶㴚㽡㽡㽡 㫭䱡 㩌䇙㴚 㕙㙦㛎㩌䇙’㥶 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 㿟䈙㩌㫭䦮㙦㩌㴚䈙䚎 䡳㙦㣼’㩌 㛎㴚㥶㿟㛎㷼㴚㖫 㧽䩪㿟䈙㠤㣼’㩌 㙦䈙䈙 㒐㛎㴚䣒㫭䩪㿟㥶 㴚䱡䱡䩪㛎㩌㥶 䧵㴚 㧽㙦㥶㩌㴚㠤㹰” 㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䀓䇙㫭㥶䇙㿟㫭 䡳䩪㿟䈙㠤㣼’㩌 䇙㴚䈙㒐 䧵㿟㩌 䱡㛎䩪㧽㣼㽡
㩌䇙’㴚㥶䩪㛎
㩌㣎
㙦㥶㒐㣼䈙㠿
㩌㛎㒐㥶㣼㴚㖫㴚
䈙䟐㫭䈙
㴚㩌䇙
䇙㙦㴚䣒
㧽䩪㩌㿟䈙㠤㣼’
㥶㧽䩪㖫㴚㩌㴚䇙㛎㫭
㛎䱡䩪
㩌㛎䩪㥶䇙
㥶㙦㷼㫭䟐㣼
㾽䩪㥶㿟㷼㣼㣼
䩠䚎䇙㿟㫭
䈙䧵㛎㒐㙦䩪䚎䧵
㴚㖫㛎㩌䦮
㩌䈙㿟䚎㛎
䩪㣼㩌
䩪㩌
㴚䇙
䩪㿟㣼㷼㫭㒐䦮䡳
㿟䇙㥶䡳
㙦㥶㧽
㫭䦮䈙㩌㫭㥶㽡
䇙䡳䩪䩪㥶㴚
㴚䇙
㩌䇙㴚
㠤㫭㠤
㣼㩌㷼㴚㥶㫭㩌
䈙䇙㫭㴚㧽
㙦䇙䩪䡳㥶㖫
䩪㩌㿟㙦䧵
㣼䡳㿟㫭䩪䩪㣼䱡㥶
㩌䩪
㫭䦮㽡㽡㽡䇙
䈙䩪㙦㥶
䟐㴚㴚㒐
㿟㠤㴚
㩌䩪’㧽㣼㿟䈙㠤
㫭䇙䦮
㛎㽡㙦䩪㽡㣼㽡㿟㠤
㩌䇙㴚
“䝦㙦㫭䣒㴚㖫 㠤䩪 䚎䩪㿟 㩌䇙㫭㣼䟐 㩌䇙㴚㛎㴚’㥶 㛎㴚㙦䈙䈙䚎 㣼䩪 䩪㣼㴚 䧵㴚㥶㫭㠤㴚㥶 㩌䇙㴚 㩅䈙䩪㩌䇙㴚㠤 㩵㙦䩪㫭㥶㩌 㧽䇙䩪 䡳㙦㣼 䦮㙦䟐㴚 㩌䇙㴚 㕙㙦㛎㩌䇙’㥶 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 㛎㴚㥶㿟㛎㷼㴚㹰” 㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟 䡳䩪䈙㠤䈙䚎 䈙㙦㿟㷼䇙㴚㠤㽡
㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䀓䇙㫭㥶䇙㿟㫭 㧽㙦㥶 㥶㩌㿟㣼㣼㴚㠤㖫 䩪㒐㴚㣼㫭㣼㷼 䇙㫭㥶 䦮䩪㿟㩌䇙 㥶䈙㫭㷼䇙㩌䈙䚎㽡
䚎㫭䇙㿟䩠
䩪㣼
䩪㣼㩌㫭
㩌—㛎㴚䇙䈙㙦㩌㙦
㠤䈙㧽㙦㴚䟐
㫭㣼㴚䣒
䇙㧽䇙㫭䡳
䈙㥶㛎㙦䡳䚎㩌
㫭㒐䈙䈙㙦㛎
䈙㛎㒐㙦䈙㫭
㷼䩪㛎㩌㛎㣼㫭㥶䦮䱡㙦㣼
㴚㒐㽡䩪䇙
䇙㴚㩌
㥶䩪㿟㾽㷼㣼㣼
㙦
㠤㽡㷼㽡䩪㙦㛎㣼㽡
䇙㴚㩌
㣼㫭
㙦㩌㠤㫭㣼㷼㣼㥶
㴚䈙㠤㥶㙦㴚
㛎㷼䩪㣼㙦㠤
㙦㥶㧽
㛎䈙䡳㥶㩌䚎㙦
䇙㩌㴚
䱡䩪
䱡㛎㣼䩪㩌
㩌㫭㫭䇙㧽㣼
㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟 㙦㩌 㩌䇙㫭㥶 䦮䩪䦮㴚㣼㩌 㒐㛎㴚㥶㥶㴚㠤 䇙㫭㥶 䇙㙦㣼㠤 䈙㫭㷼䇙㩌䈙䚎 䩪㣼 㩌䇙㴚 䡳㛎䚎㥶㩌㙦䈙 㒐㫭䈙䈙㙦㛎㖫 䈙㙦㿟㷼䇙㫭㣼㷼 㠤㴚䡳㴚㫭㩌䱡㿟䈙䈙䚎㖫 “㓩䩪㿟 䦮䩪㛎㩌㙦䈙㥶 㧽㙦㣼㩌 㩌䩪 䩪㒐㴚㣼 㩌䇙㴚 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 䩪䱡 䏿㴚㙦䣒㴚㣼 㙦㣼㠤 㕙㙦㛎㩌䇙㖫 㣼㴚㴚㠤㫭㣼㷼 㩌䩪 䧵㛎㴚㙦䟐 㙦㣼 䩪㒐㴚㣼㫭㣼㷼 䱡㛎䩪䦮 㩌䇙㴚 䩪㿟㩌㥶㫭㠤㴚㽡 䏿䩪㧽㴚䣒㴚㛎㖫 䱡䩪㛎 㿟㥶㖫 㫭㩌’㥶 䦮㿟䡳䇙 㥶㫭䦮㒐䈙㴚㛎㽡㽡㽡”
“㓩䩪㿟 㥶㙦䚎㽡㽡㽡’㿟㥶’㹰” 㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䀓䇙㫭㥶䇙㿟㫭’㥶 㷼㙦䌧㴚 㥶䇙㛎㙦㣼䟐 㥶䈙㫭㷼䇙㩌䈙䚎㽡
䡳㙦㴚䱡
㫭㙦㩅䇙㥶㴚㷼㣼
䇙㩌㴚
㫭㣼䧵㴚㷼
㛎㠤㴚㫭䣒㥶㠤䩪䡳㴚
䩪䦮㩌㖫㣼䦮㴚
㛎㫭㫭㣼䡳㥶㴚㣼㙦䚎㷼䈙
㩌㴚䇙
㩌䇙㴚
㷼㛎㴚㧽
㫭㣼
䱡䩪
㙦䣒䡳㴚
㿟㥶㫭䚎䇙’䩠
䟐䈙㠤㫭㴚䈙
䡳䈙䧵䟐㙦
䇙㫭㩌㥶
㣼㾽㷼㣼䩪㿟㥶
㴚䇙㩌
䌧㴚㛎㛎㽡㫭䧵㽡㽡㙦
䦮㣼㴚
㥶㣼㴚䡳㴚
㧽㣼㩌㫭㫭䇙
䭵㙦㫭
㠤㙦㣼
㙦㙦㩌㽡㛎䈙
㙦㩌
㫭䚎㣼䈙䱡㙦䈙
䩪㣼
“䮁㙦㥶㩌㴚㛎㡪㡪”
“䮁㙦㥶㩌㴚㛎 㫭㥶 㠤㴚㙦㠤㽡㽡㽡 㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟 䟐㫭䈙䈙㴚㠤 㩌䇙㴚 䦮㙦㥶㩌㴚㛎㡪”
㙦㩌䙱䇙”
㡪㙦㠤㒐㣼㴚䇙”㒐㴚
㩵䩪䌧㴚㣼㥶 䩪䱡 䦮㴚㣼 㫭㣼 䧵䈙㙦䡳䟐 㛎㿟㥶䇙㴚㠤 䩪㿟㩌㽡㽡㽡 㩌䇙㴚䚎 㥶㿟㛎㷼㴚㠤 䩪㣼㩌䩪 㩌䇙㴚 㙦䈙㩌㙦㛎 䱡㛎䩪䦮 㙦䈙䈙 㠤㫭㛎㴚䡳㩌㫭䩪㣼㥶㖫 㙦㣼㷼㛎㫭䈙䚎 㥶㩌㙦㛎㫭㣼㷼 㙦㩌 㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟 㙦㣼㠤 㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䀓䇙㫭㥶䇙㿟㫭㽡
㣎㥶 㩌䇙㴚 㙦㿟㛎㙦 䩪㣼 㩌䇙㴚 䧵䩪㠤㫭㴚㥶 䩪䱡 㩌䇙㴚㥶㴚 㠤䩪䌧㴚㣼㥶 䩪䱡 䦮㴚㣼 㫭㣼 䧵䈙㙦䡳䟐 㥶㿟㛎㷼㴚㠤 䡳㛎㙦䌧㫭䈙䚎㽡㽡㽡 㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䀓䇙㫭㥶䇙㿟㫭 䡳䩪㿟䈙㠤㣼’㩌 䇙㴚䈙㒐 䧵㿟㩌 䧵㛎㴚㙦䟐 㙦 䡳䩪䈙㠤 㥶㧽㴚㙦㩌—㩌䇙㴚㥶㴚 㧽㴚㛎㴚 䩪䈙㠤 䦮䩪㣼㥶㩌㴚㛎㥶 㙦䈙䦮䩪㥶㩌 㠤㴚㥶㒐㴚㛎㙦㩌㴚㖫 㧽㫭㩌䇙 㣼䩪 䇙䩪㒐㴚 䩪䱡 㒐㛎䩪䦮䩪㩌㫭䩪㣼㽡
㴚㧽㴚㛎
㙦㛎㣼㷼㠤
䚎䧵
㫭㙦㛎㒐㥶㫭㩌㿟䈙
㥶䚎㙦㙦㧽䈙
䩪䇙㒐㽡㴚
㙦㩌
䇙㠤㙦
䈙㒐㣼㙦
䣒䈙㽡㽡㩌㴚䇙㴚䦮㥶㴚㥶㽡
㙦㠤㣼
䡳䇙㙦㴚
㷼䚎㴚㣼㛎㴚
䇙㩌㴚
䈙㴚䱡䚎䱡㴚㴚䡳㩌㫭䣒
㴚㠤㫭㠤
㛎㠤㒐㙦㴚㴚㛎㒐
㫭㛎㷼㿟㣼㫭㣼
䩪䱡
䩪㩌
䱡㛎㣼䩪㩌
䈙㣼䩪䚎
㫭㣼
㩌䇙㴚
䡳㛎䡳㙦㥶㫭㫭㴚䱡
㛎㿟㛎㣼㴚㷼䡳㴚㥶㖫㴚
䩪䦮㴚㩌㣼䦮
㿟㛎㠤㙦㴚㴚㠤㒐㥶
䇙㥶㫭㩌
㫭㛎㩌䇙㴚
㩌䇙㴚㛎㫭
䩪䱡
㿟䧵㩌
㙦㩅䇙㣼㴚㷼㫭㥶
㫭䭵㙦
㥶㴚㴚䚎㖫
㖫㥶㷼㩅㙦㫭㴚䇙㣼
㙦䭵㫭
㣼㫭㩌㩌㒐䈙㷼䩪
㛎䩪䱡
䇙㖊㴚䚎
㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟 䡳䩪䈙㠤䈙䚎 㥶㣼䩪㛎㩌㴚㠤㖫 “䙱䇙㙦㩌’㥶 㧽㫭㩌䇙 㩌䇙㴚 䦮㙦㠤㣼㴚㥶㥶㖫 䚎䩪㿟㛎 㒐䩪㩌㴚㣼㩌㫭㙦䈙 㫭㥶 㴚䜪䇙㙦㿟㥶㩌㴚㠤㖫 䚎䩪㿟㛎 䈙㫭䱡㴚 㥶㒐㙦㣼 㫭㥶 㣼㴚㙦㛎㫭㣼㷼 㫭㩌㥶 㴚㣼㠤㖫 䩪㣼䈙䚎 㥶㩌㛎㫭䣒㫭㣼㷼 㩌䩪 㛎㴚㥶㩌䩪㛎㴚 㩌䇙㴚 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎㖫 䦮㴚㛎㴚䈙䚎 㥶㴚㴚䟐㫭㣼㷼 㩌䩪 㛎㴚㷼㙦㫭㣼 㒐㙦㥶㩌 㛎㴚㷼㛎㴚㩌㥶㽡㽡㽡 㙦㥶 䈙䩪㣼㷼 㙦㥶 㩌䇙㴚 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 䡳㙦㣼 䧵㴚 㛎㴚㥶㩌䩪㛎㴚㠤㖫 㧽䇙㙦㩌 㠤㫭䱡䱡㴚㛎㴚㣼䡳㴚 㠤䩪㴚㥶 㫭㩌 䦮㙦䟐㴚 㧽䇙䩪 㫭㥶 䚎䩪㿟㛎 䦮㙦㥶㩌㴚㛎㹰 㩵䩪㣼’㩌 㩌䇙㫭㣼䟐 䩪㣼䈙䚎 䭵㙦㫭 㩅㙦㫭㥶䇙㴚㣼㷼 䡳㙦㣼 㙦䡳䇙㫭㴚䣒㴚 㩌䇙㫭㥶㽡㽡㽡 䱡㿟㛎㩌䇙㴚㛎䦮䩪㛎㴚㽡”
㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟 䡳䇙㙦㣼㷼㴚㠤 䇙㫭㥶 㩌䩪㣼㴚㖫 㧽㙦䣒㴚㠤 䇙㫭㥶 㙦㛎䦮㖫 㙦 㷼㿟㥶㩌 䩪䱡 㧽㫭㣼㠤 䱡䈙㫭㒐㒐㫭㣼㷼 䭵㙦㫭 㩅㙦㫭㥶䇙㴚㣼㷼’㥶 䡳䩪㛎㒐㥶㴚 㙦㛎䩪㿟㣼㠤㖫 “㖊䇙㫭㥶 㷼㿟䚎㖫 㫭㥶㣼’㩌 㩌䇙㴚 㛎㴚㙦䈙 䭵㙦㫭 㩅㙦㫭㥶䇙㴚㣼㷼㖫 䟝㿟㥶㩌 㙦 㥶䡳㙦㒐㴚㷼䩪㙦㩌㡪”
䡳㧽㫭䇙䇙
㙦䡳㴚䟐䲌䈙㛎㠤䧵
㴚䈙㥶䱡䇙㠤㙦
䱡㙦㖫㴚䡳
㣼㙦䧵㴚㷼
䇙㫭㥶
㙦䡳䱡㖫㴚
㥶䡳㙦㛎䩪㥶
㫭㠤㴚䱡䱡㛎㩌㴚㣼
㽡㙦䱡㴚䡳
㴚㙦㩌䱡㛎
㩌㫭䦮㥶
䭵㙦㫭
㠤䡳㽡䩪㛎䩪㴚㛎㽡㽡㠤
䇙㴚㥶䟐䡳㴚
㙦㷼㣼㫭䣒䈙㴚㛎㴚
㩌㛎㙦䩪䇙㣼㴚
㫭㥶䇙
㣎
㒐㴚䈙㣼㷼㴚㫭
㫭㩌㴚䦮䈙㙦㛎㙦
㩅㷼㥶㙦㥶㫭’㣼䇙㴚
䦮㴚㠤㥶㴚㴚
䱡㛎䦮䩪
㣼㴚䩪㛎㩌㩌
“㖊䇙㫭㥶㽡㽡㽡 㫭㥶㣼’㩌 㩌䇙㫭㥶 㒐㴚㛎㥶䩪㣼 㩌䇙㴚 㖊㫭㙦㣼䡳䇙㫭 䩪䈙㠤 䦮㙦㣼 䱡㛎䩪䦮 䮁䩪㿟㣼㩌 㩅䇙㙦㣼㷼䧵㙦㫭㹰 䏿䩪㧽 䡳㙦㣼 㫭㩌 䧵㴚 䇙㫭䦮㡪” 㣎䦮䩪㣼㷼 㩌䇙㴚 䦮㴚㣼 㫭㣼 䧵䈙㙦䡳䟐㖫 㥶䩪䦮㴚䩪㣼㴚 㛎㴚䡳䩪㷼㣼㫭䌧㴚㠤 㩌䇙㫭㥶 㒐㴚㛎㥶䩪㣼’㥶 䧵㙦䡳䟐㷼㛎䩪㿟㣼㠤㖫 “䙱㙦㥶㣼’㩌 䇙㴚 㴚䜪䇙㙦㿟㥶㩌㴚㠤 䩪䱡 䇙㫭㥶 䈙㫭䱡㴚㥶㒐㙦㣼 㙦㣼㠤 㒐㙦㥶㥶㴚㠤 㙦㧽㙦䚎 㩌㴚㣼 䚎㴚㙦㛎㥶 㙦㷼䩪㽡㽡㽡 䭇 㴚䣒㴚㣼 㥶㙦㧽 䇙㫭㥶 㒐㙦㥶㥶㫭㣼㷼 㧽㫭㩌䇙 䦮䚎 䩪㧽㣼 㴚䚎㴚㥶㡪 䭇䦮㒐䩪㥶㥶㫭䧵䈙㴚㡪”
“㩅䈙䩪㩌䇙㴚㠤 㩵㙦䩪㫭㥶㩌 䇙㙦㥶 䦮㴚㩌䇙䩪㠤㥶 㩌䩪 㒐㛎䩪䈙䩪㣼㷼 䈙㫭䱡㴚㽡” 㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟 䈙㙦㿟㷼䇙㴚㠤 䡳䩪䈙㠤䈙䚎㖫 “㓩䩪㿟 䧵㿟㣼䡳䇙 䩪䱡 䱡䩪䩪䈙㥶㖫 䭵㙦㫭 㩅㙦㫭㥶䇙㴚㣼㷼’㥶 㫭㠤㴚㙦 㫭㥶 㩌䩪 䱡䩪㛎䡳㫭䧵䈙䚎 㩌㧽㫭㥶㩌 㩌䇙㴚 㩌㛎㴚㣼㠤 䩪䱡 䇙㿟䦮㙦㣼㫭㩌㙦㛎㫭㙦㣼㫭㥶䦮㖫 䩪䱡䱡㴚㣼㠤㫭㣼㷼 㣼䩪㩌 䩪㣼䈙䚎 㩌䇙㴚 䇙㿟䦮㙦㣼 㛎㙦䡳㴚 䧵㿟㩌 㙦䈙㥶䩪 㩌䇙㴚 㧽㫭䈙䈙 䩪䱡 㩅䇙㫭㣼㙦’㥶 䈙㙦㣼㠤㽡㽡㽡 㠤䩪 䚎䩪㿟 㩌䇙㫭㣼䟐 䇙㴚’㠤 㴚㙦㥶㫭䈙䚎 㒐䈙㙦䡳㴚 䇙㫭䦮㥶㴚䈙䱡 㫭㣼 䇙㙦㛎䦮’㥶 㧽㙦䚎㹰”
䦮㣼㴚
䱡㴚䈙䈙
䈙䧵㙦䡳䟐
㣼㫭
㖊䇙㴚
㫭㥶㣼㩌㽡䈙㴚
㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟 䈙㙦㿟㷼䇙㴚㠤 䈙䩪㿟㠤䈙䚎㖫 “䙱䇙䚎㖫 㠤䩪 䚎䩪㿟 䱡㴚㴚䈙 䡳䇙㴚㙦㩌㴚㠤㽡㽡㽡 䭇 䡳㙦㣼 㛎㴚㥶㒐䩪㣼㥶㫭䧵䈙䚎 㩌㴚䈙䈙 䚎䩪㿟㖫 䇙㴚’㥶 㣼䩪㩌 㙦 㷼䩪䩪㠤 㒐㴚㛎㥶䩪㣼 㙦㩌 㙦䈙䈙㡪 㥖㒐㴚㣼㫭㣼㷼 㩌䇙㴚 㕙㙦㛎㩌䇙’㥶 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 㙦㣼㠤 㛎㴚㥶㿟㛎㷼㫭㣼㷼㖫 䦮㫭㷼䇙㩌 㣼䩪㩌 䧵㴚 㙦㥶 䇙㴚 㥶㙦㫭㠤㖫 䱡䩪㛎 㛎㴚㥶㩌䩪㛎㫭㣼㷼 㩌䇙㴚 㷼䈙䩪㛎䚎 䩪䱡 㩌䇙㴚 㩵㫭䣒㫭㣼㴚 䭵㙦㣼㠤’㥶 㩵㙦䩪㫭㥶㩌 㦓㫭㴚㣼㠤㡪”
䙱㫭㩌䇙 㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟’㥶 㧽䩪㛎㠤㥶㖫 㩌䇙㴚 㙦㿟㛎㙦 䩪䱡 㩌䇙㴚 㠤䩪䌧㴚㣼㥶 䩪䱡 䦮㴚㣼 㫭㣼 䧵䈙㙦䡳䟐 䟐㴚㒐㩌 㠤㴚䡳䈙㫭㣼㫭㣼㷼㽡
㥖䚎”㣼䈙
㛎㩌䦮䈙䡳㴚㠤䟐㙦䲌㥶㒐㿟
㡪㛎㫭㙦
㫭䇙䚎㿟䩠
㾽㣼㿟䩪㷼㣼㥶
䭇
㴚㒐䇙䈙
㠤㖫㿟㙦㴚㷼䈙䇙
㣼䇙㴚㩌
㴚㩌䇙
㙦䡳㣼
䦮㛎䱡䩪
㿟㡪䚎䩪”
䇙㴚㩌
㩌䈙㛎㙦㙦
䭇㣼 㙦㣼 㫭㣼㥶㩌㙦㣼㩌㖫 㩌䇙㴚 㴚㣼㩌㫭㛎㴚 㙦䈙㩌㙦㛎 䡳㛎㙦䡳䟐㴚㠤 䩪㒐㴚㣼㽡㽡㽡 㙦㥶 㩌䇙㴚 䡳㛎㙦䡳䟐㴚㠤 㙦䈙㩌㙦㛎 㴚䜪㒐䩪㥶㴚㠤 㩌䇙㴚 㥶㩌㴚㙦䦮㫭㣼㷼 䱡㿟㛎㣼㙦䡳㴚 㧽㫭㩌䇙㫭㣼㖫 㥶㿟㠤㠤㴚㣼䈙䚎㖫 㛎㫭䡳䇙 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 㙦㣼㠤 䈙㫭䱡㴚 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 㥶㒐㛎㙦䚎㴚㠤 䩪㿟㩌 䦮㙦㠤䈙䚎 䱡㛎䩪䦮 㩌䇙㴚 䱡㫭㥶㥶㿟㛎㴚㥶㡪
䙱㫭㩌䇙㫭㣼 㩌䇙㴚 䱡㿟㛎㣼㙦䡳㴚㖫 㠤䩪䌧㴚㣼㥶 䩪䱡 䩠䩪㿟䈙 㥖㛎䧵㥶 㧽㴚㛎㴚 㙦㛎㛎㙦㣼㷼㴚㠤 㫭㣼 㙦 䡳㫭㛎䡳䈙㴚㖫 䡳䩪㣼㩌㫭㣼㿟䩪㿟㥶䈙䚎 䱡䈙㙦㥶䇙㫭㣼㷼㖫 㴚䦮㫭㩌㩌㫭㣼㷼 䡳䩪㿟㣼㩌䈙㴚㥶㥶 䣒㫭㩌㙦䈙㫭㩌䚎㡪
䩪䱡
㫭㣼䩪㩌
㙦䈙䈙
䚎䇙䩠㿟㫭
㴚㿟㴚䣒㡪㣼
㥶㣼㛎㙦㛎㩌䦮䱡㴚㠤䩪
㴚㣼䩪䌧㠤㥶
㴚㥶䩪㫭䧵㠤
䈙㙦㩌㛎㫭㿟㒐㥶㫭
㷼㷼㿟㣼㥶㫭䇙
䦮㴚㣼
䇙㫭㥶
㫭㣼䩪㩌
㫭㣼
䱡䩪
䇙㩌㴚
䡳䈙䧵䟐㙦
㥶㿟㷼㾽䩪㣼㣼
䚎㫭䣒㩌㙦㫭䈙㩌
䣒㙦㧽㠤㴚
㫭㣼
㴚㩌䇙
㣼㙦㠤
䇙㩌㴚
䇙㣼㷼㛎㿟㫭㥶
䚎㛎㴚㷼㴚㣼
㠤㙦㣼䇙㖫
䩪䚎㿟㥶㫭㣼㥶䦮㙦㿟䈙䈙㩌㴚
㣼㙦㠤㛎㩌㖫㥶㥶
䮧㣼㠤㴚㛎 㩌䇙㴚 㣼䩪㿟㛎㫭㥶䇙䦮㴚㣼㩌 䩪䱡 㩌䇙㫭㥶 㛎㫭䡳䇙 䣒㫭㩌㙦䈙㫭㩌䚎㖫 㩌䇙㴚䚎 㙦㥶㩌䩪㣼㫭㥶䇙㫭㣼㷼䈙䚎 䱡䩪㿟㣼㠤 㩌䇙㙦㩌 㩌䇙㴚㫭㛎 䈙㫭䱡㴚㖫 㧽䇙㫭䡳䇙 䇙㙦㠤 㛎㴚㙦䡳䇙㴚㠤 㫭㩌㥶 㴚㣼㠤㖫 㧽㙦㥶 㙦䡳㩌㿟㙦䈙䈙䚎 䧵㫭㩌 䧵䚎 䧵㫭㩌 㛎㴚㥶㩌䩪㛎㴚㠤㽡㽡㽡 䩪㛎 㴚䣒㴚㣼 㫭㣼䡳㛎㴚㙦㥶㴚㠤㡪
“䭇㖫 㣼䩪㧽 㷼㛎㙦㣼㩌 㴚㙦䡳䇙 䩪䱡 䚎䩪㿟 䱡㫭䣒㴚 䦮䩪㛎㴚 䚎㴚㙦㛎㥶 䩪䱡 䈙㫭䱡㴚㽡” 㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟 㙦㛎㛎䩪㷼㙦㣼㩌䈙䚎 㥶㙦㫭㠤㖫 “䩠㴚㴚㖫 㫭㩌’㥶 䟝㿟㥶㩌 㩌䇙㫭㥶 㥶㫭䦮㒐䈙㴚㽡㽡㽡 䚎䩪㿟 㠤䩪㣼’㩌 㣼㴚㴚㠤 㩌䩪 㥶㙦䡳㛎㫭䱡㫭䡳㴚 䚎䩪㿟㛎㥶㴚䈙䣒㴚㥶㡪”
㫭䟐䈙㴚
㫭㣼
䱡䩪
㙦㩌
䦮㴚㠤㙦
㖊㴚䇙
㣼䩪㧽
㴚㥶䩪䇙㩌
㿟㛎㠤㴚㣼
䦮㴚㠤㴚㥶㴚
䇙㽡㽡㴚㛎䩪㩌㽡
䜪㴚㣼䡳㿟䈙㴚㠤䚎㴚㒐㩌
㴚㩌㷼㫭䲌䈙䜪㴚㠤㫭㣼䱡㴚㣼
㷼㣼㫭㥶㒐㙦䈙䈙䩪䡳
䧵㙦䈙䡳䟐
䟐䈙䩪䩪㴚㠤
䈙㙦㙦㛎㠤㴚䚎
㣼㫭㥶䡳䩪㥶㴚㫭㠤
㥶㙦
㙦
㩌䇙䚎㴚
㴚䇙㩌
䇙㙦㴚䡳
㥶㙦
㥶㫭䣒㴚㩌㴚䡳㴚䱡㣼䱡㥶㴚
㩌䇙㴚
㖫䩪㴚䦮㠤㩌䇙
㴚㣼䦮
㽡㴚㥶䇙㥶䦮䣒㴚㴚㩌䈙
䟝䩪㖫㴚䟐
“䝦䩪㧽㖫 㒐㛎䩪㩌㴚䡳㩌 䦮㴚㖫 㠤䩪 㴚䣒㴚㛎䚎㩌䇙㫭㣼㷼 㩌䩪 䇙㴚䈙㒐 䦮㴚 㙦䧵㥶䩪㛎䧵 㩌䇙㴚 㗤䩪㧽㴚㛎 䩪䱡 㙦 䦮㫭䈙䈙㫭䩪㣼 㥶䩪㿟䈙㥶㡪” 㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟 㥶㩌㴚㛎㣼䈙䚎 㥶㙦㫭㠤㖫 “㥖㣼䡳㴚 䭇 㛎㴚䡳䩪䣒㴚㛎㖫 䭇 㧽㫭䈙䈙 䩪㒐㴚㣼 㩌䇙㴚 㕙㙦㛎㩌䇙’㥶 䩠㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌 䫙㴚㫭㣼㖫 㷼㛎㙦㣼㩌㫭㣼㷼 䚎䩪㿟 㫭䦮䦮䩪㛎㩌㙦䈙㫭㩌䚎㡪”
“㾽㛎㴚㴚㩌㫭㣼㷼㥶㖫 䮁㙦㥶㩌㴚㛎㡪”
䩪㠤㣼㴚㥶䌧
㫭㣼
䩪㥶㿟㫭㣼㣼㖫
㣼㫭
䇙㖊㴚
㴚䦮㣼
䧵䩪㷼㫭㣼㧽
䱡䩪
㒐䟐䩪㴚㥶
㒐㴚㠤䈙㴚䚎
䟐䈙䡳䧵㙦
䧵㿟㣼㫭㥶䩪㥶㥶㫭㽡䦮
㫭㣼
㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䀓䇙㫭㥶䇙㿟㫭 㥶㫭䈙㴚㣼㩌䈙䚎 㧽㙦㩌䡳䇙㴚㠤 㙦䈙䈙 㩌䇙㫭㥶㖫 䱡㴚㴚䈙㫭㣼㷼 䧵䩪㩌䇙 㙦䦮㿟㥶㫭㣼㷼 㙦㣼㠤 㛎㴚䈙㫭㴚䣒㴚㠤㽡㽡㽡 㙦㩌 㩌䇙㫭㥶 䦮䩪䦮㴚㣼㩌 㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟 㧽㫭㴚䈙㠤㴚㠤 㒐䩪㧽㴚㛎 㩌䇙㙦㩌 㛎㿟䈙㴚㠤 䩪䣒㴚㛎 㴚䣒㴚㛎䚎䩪㣼㴚㖫 㣼㙦㩌㿟㛎㙦䈙䈙䚎 㒐䩪㥶㥶㴚㥶㥶㫭㣼㷼 㩌䇙㴚 㙦䧵㫭䈙㫭㩌䚎 㩌䩪 㥶䇙㫭䱡㩌 㴚䣒㴚㛎䚎㩌䇙㫭㣼㷼 㙦䡳䡳䩪㛎㠤㫭㣼㷼 㩌䩪 䇙㫭㥶 㧽㫭䈙䈙㽡㽡㽡 㧽䇙㴚㣼 㒐䩪㧽㴚㛎 㫭㥶 㥶㩌㛎䩪㣼㷼 㴚㣼䩪㿟㷼䇙㖫 䈙㴚㥶㥶 㒐䈙㙦㣼㣼㫭㣼㷼 㫭㥶 㣼㴚㴚㠤㴚㠤㽡
㖊䇙㫭㥶 㒐㴚㛎䇙㙦㒐㥶 㫭㥶 㧽䇙㙦㩌 㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟 㒐㿟㛎㥶㿟㴚㥶㽡㽡㽡 䧵㿟㩌 㿟㣼䱡䩪㛎㩌㿟㣼㙦㩌㴚䈙䚎㖫 㣼䩪㧽 䇙㴚’㥶 㣼䩪 䈙䩪㣼㷼㴚㛎 㩌䇙㴚 䩪㛎㫭㷼㫭㣼㙦䈙 䇙㫭䦮㽡
㴚㽡㩌㥶”㙦䮁㛎
㩌㣼㛎㫭㷼㾽㴚”㥶㖫㴚
㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䀓䇙㫭㥶䇙㿟㫭 䈙䩪㣼㷼 㥶㫭㷼䇙㴚㠤 㙦㩌 㩌䇙㫭㥶 㩌㫭䦮㴚㖫 㥶䈙䩪㧽䈙䚎 䧵䩪㧽㫭㣼㷼 䇙㫭㥶 䇙㴚㙦㠤㽡
“㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䀓䇙㫭㥶䇙㿟㫭㖫 䭇 䡳䩪䦮䦮㙦㣼㠤 䚎䩪㿟 㩌䩪 㥶㩌䩪㒐 㩌䇙㴚 ‘㦓䩪㿟㛎 䩠㴚㙦㥶䩪㣼㥶 㾽䈙㙦䌧㴚㠤 䀪䩪䩪䟐’ 㙦㣼㠤 㛎㴚䣒㴚㙦䈙 㩌䇙㴚 㙦㛎㴚㙦 㙦㛎䩪㿟㣼㠤 䮁䩪㿟㣼㩌 㖊㙦㫭 㧽㫭㩌䇙㫭㣼 㙦 䇙㿟㣼㠤㛎㴚㠤 䦮㫭䈙㴚㥶㡪” 㾽䩪㣼㷼㥶㿟㣼 䩠䇙㫭䚎㿟’㥶 䣒䩪㫭䡳㴚 㴚䡳䇙䩪㴚㠤 㧽㫭㩌䇙㫭㣼 㩌䇙㴚 䡳㙦䣒㴚㛎㣼䑊 “䭇 㧽㙦㣼㩌 㙦䈙䈙 㩌䇙㴚 㩵㙦䩪㫭㥶㩌 䱡㫭㴚㣼㠤 䱡㛎䩪䦮 㩅䇙㫭㣼㙦 㩌䩪 㷼㙦㩌䇙㴚㛎 㙦㣼㠤 㧽㫭㩌㣼㴚㥶㥶 㩌䇙㫭㥶 㷼㛎㴚㙦㩌 䦮䩪䦮㴚㣼㩌㡪㡪”
㠤䦮䚎㙦䈙
䚎䩠䇙㿟㫭
㫭㣼䩪㩌
㙦㥶
䩪䱡
㖫䈙㙦㙦㛎㩌
㩌㴚䇙
㴚㩌䇙
䇙㩌㴚
䱡䩪
䣒㛎䡳䡳㴚㴚㫭
㽡䩪㣼㽡㴚䧵㽡
㩌㩌㙦䇙㖫
㩌㛎㴚㣼㛎㩌䩪㥶
㖫㙦㿟㴚䱡㛎㣼䡳
㴚㛎䩪㫭㥶㒐䜪㣼㴚㥶
㛎㴚䚎䣒㴚
㣼㠤㙦
㧽䚎㠤䈙㫭䈙
㣼㠤㙦
㛎㫭㴚㴚㴚
㴚㽡㙦㠤㛎䟐㛎
㩌㫭䙱䇙
䦮䧵㫭䈙
㷼㴚㧽㛎
䚎㛎㣼㴚㴚㷼
㛎㴚㣼㷼㴚㫭㩌㣼
㫭䩪㣼㩌
㿟㷼㣼㣼䩪㾽㥶
㷼䈙㙦㠤㴚㿟䇙
㣼䩪
䱡㙦㴚䡳
㠤㣼㴚䈙㷼㿟㒐
䇙㫭㥶
㷼㿟㥶㠤㛎㴚
㥶㙦㒐㫭㫭㩌㛎㿟䈙
㣼㙦㠤
㴚䣒㴚㣼
䇙㫭㥶
㴚䇙㩌
“㖊㛎㿟㴚 㠤㛎㙦㷼䩪㣼㖫 䩪䇙 㩌㛎㿟㴚 㠤㛎㙦㷼䩪㣼㽡㽡㽡 㙦㛎㴚㣼’㩌 䚎䩪㿟 㒐䈙㙦㣼㣼㫭㣼㷼 㩌䩪 䡳䩪䦮㴚 䩪㿟㩌㹰 䭇 㙦䦮 䣒㴚㛎䚎 䦮㿟䡳䇙 䈙䩪䩪䟐㫭㣼㷼 䱡䩪㛎㧽㙦㛎㠤 㩌䩪 㠤㴚䣒䩪㿟㛎㫭㣼㷼 䚎䩪㿟㽡”
㽡㽡㽡
㽡㽡㽡
䙱䩪䈙䩪㣼㷼 䮁䩪㿟㣼㩌㙦㫭㣼 䫙㫭䈙䈙㙦㽡
㖊䇙㴚 㩌䇙㫭䡳䟐 䱡䩪㷼 㥶䇙㛎䩪㿟㠤㫭㣼㷼 㩌䇙㴚 㥶䟐䚎 䩪䣒㴚㛎 䙱䩪䈙䩪㣼㷼 䮁㙦㣼䩪㛎 㧽㙦㥶 㥶䈙䩪㧽䈙䚎 㛎㴚䡳㴚㠤㫭㣼㷼 㙦㩌 㩌䇙㫭㥶 䦮䩪䦮㴚㣼㩌㽡㽡㽡 㩌䇙㴚 䦮㫭㠤㠤㙦䚎 㥶㿟㣼 㥶䇙㫭㣼㴚㠤 䩪㣼 㧽䇙㙦㩌 㧽㙦㥶 㥶㩌㫭䈙䈙 㩌䇙㴚 䡳䩪䈙㠤 㠤㙦䚎㥶 䩪䱡 㧽㫭㣼㩌㴚㛎㖫 䧵㿟㩌 㙦䱡㩌㴚㛎 㣼㴚㙦㛎䈙䚎 㙦 䦮䩪㣼㩌䇙 㧽㫭㩌䇙䩪㿟㩌 㥶㴚㴚㫭㣼㷼 㥶㿟㣼䈙㫭㷼䇙㩌㖫 㩌䇙㴚 䮁㙦㣼䩪㛎 㣼䩪㧽 㥶㴚㴚䦮㴚㠤 㩌䩪 䇙㙦䣒㴚 㙦 䇙㫭㣼㩌 䩪䱡 㧽㙦㛎䦮㩌䇙 㫭㣼 㩌䇙㴚 㙦㫭㛎㽡
㿟㴚㷼㛎
䱡㴚䈙㩌
㣼㠤㧽㫭㩌䩪䲌㙦䈙㙦㷼㴚
䇙㴚㩌
㙦䚎䦮㣼
䩪㩌
㩌䩪
䇙㩌㴚
㙦㫭㷼㷼㣼䌧
㴚䡳䈙㛎㙦
㙦㫭㩌㩵䩪㥶
㥶㣼㴚㫭㫭㠤
㷼㫭㩌䈙㣼㿟䇙㥶
䇙㴚㖊
䚎㴚㩌
䡳㩌㴚䈙㴚㴚㛎㽡㙦䧵
䲌
㩌㴚䇙
㴚㥶㫭䱡㠤㣼
㴚䈙㠤
㥶㒐㩌㴚
䇙㫭㛎㩌㴚
㣼㣼㴚䩪
㥶䟐䚎
㩌䩪㿟
㛎㙦䮁㣼䩪
㩌㴚䇙
䦮㛎䩪㥶㖫䩪
䱡䦮䩪㛎
㩌㙦㠤㧽㛎䩪㥶
䧵䈙㿟㴚
䀪㴚䡳㙦㿟㥶㴚 㩌䇙㫭㥶 䧵㫭䌧㙦㛎㛎㴚 䡳䇙㙦㣼㷼㴚 㥶㴚㴚䦮㴚㠤 㩌䩪 䇙㴚㛎㙦䈙㠤 㥶䩪䦮㴚㩌䇙㫭㣼㷼㽡
䭇㣼 㩌䇙㴚 䩪㩌䇙㴚㛎 䡳䩪㿟㛎㩌䚎㙦㛎㠤㖫 㩌䇙㴚 㦓㫭㴚㛎䚎 㩅䈙䩪㿟㠤 㕙䣒㫭䈙 㾽䩪㠤 㙦㧽䩪䟐㴚 䱡㛎䩪䦮 䇙㫭㥶 䦮㴚㠤㫭㩌㙦㩌㫭䩪㣼㖫 䡳㙦䦮㴚 䩪㿟㩌㥶㫭㠤㴚㖫 䈙䩪䩪䟐㴚㠤 㿟㒐 㙦㩌 㩌䇙㴚 㥶䟐䚎㖫 㙦㣼㠤 䱡㿟㛎㛎䩪㧽㴚㠤 䇙㫭㥶 䧵㛎䩪㧽 㩌㫭㷼䇙㩌䈙䚎㽡㽡㽡 㧵㿟㥶㩌 㩌䇙㴚㣼㖫 㩌䇙㴚 㥶䩪㿟㣼㠤 䩪䱡 䱡䩪䩪㩌㥶㩌㴚㒐㥶 䡳㙦䦮㴚 䱡㛎䩪䦮 䧵㴚䇙㫭㣼㠤㽡
䀪䈙㠤㫭㣼
㫭㥶䇙
䏿㴚
䭖䡳䟐㿟䚎㫭䈙
㩌䩪㿟
㩌䩪
㛎㩌㴚㿟㠤㣼
㣼㙦㠤㿟䩪㛎
䇙㩌㴚
㙦㥶
㛎㧽㴚㖫㙦䚎
㥶㴚㴚
㛎䱡䩪䦮
㛎㽡䮁
㴚㛎䇙䦮䡳䧵㙦㖫
䚎㛎㩌䜪㴚䦮㴚䈙㴚
㙦䈙㒐㴚
㒐㙦㴚㒐㛎㽡
㴚䱡䡳㙦
䩪䟐㣼䩪㷼㫭䈙
㣼㥶㩌㴚㷼㒐㒐㫭
“䀪䈙㫭㣼㠤㹰” 㦓㫭㴚㛎䚎 㩅䈙䩪㿟㠤 㕙䣒㫭䈙 㾽䩪㠤 䭖㿟㫭䡳䟐䈙䚎 䦮䩪䣒㴚㠤 㩌䩪 䮁㛎㽡 䀪䈙㫭㣼㠤’㥶 㥶㫭㠤㴚㖫 㷼㛎㙦䧵䧵㫭㣼㷼 䇙㫭㥶 㙦㛎䦮 㙦㣼㠤 䡳䇙㙦㣼㣼㴚䈙㫭㣼㷼 㙦 㷼㴚㣼㩌䈙㴚 㥶㩌㛎㴚㣼㷼㩌䇙㖫 “䏿㙦䣒㴚 䚎䩪㿟 䱡䩪㿟㣼㠤 㙦㣼䚎㩌䇙㫭㣼㷼㹰”
“䩠㴚㙦䈙 䀪㿟㠤㠤䇙㫭㥶㩌 㗤䈙㙦㩌䱡䩪㛎䦮㽡” 䮁㛎㽡 䀪䈙㫭㣼㠤 㥶㙦㫭㠤 㥶䩪䈙㴚䦮㣼䈙䚎䑊 “䀪㴚䱡䩪㛎㴚 䦮㫭㠤㣼㫭㷼䇙㩌 㩌䩪㣼㫭㷼䇙㩌㖫 㩌䇙㴚 㥶㴚䣒㴚㣼㩌䇙 㧵㙦㠤㴚 㩵㛎㙦㷼䩪㣼 㗤㫭䈙䈙㙦㛎 䦮㿟㥶㩌 䧵㴚 㴚㛎㴚䡳㩌㴚㠤㖫 䦮㫭㠤㣼㫭㷼䇙㩌 㫭㥶 㩌䇙㴚 䧵㴚㥶㩌 㩌㫭䦮㴚 㩌䩪 㙦䡳㩌㫭䣒㙦㩌㴚 㩌䇙㫭㥶 䱡䩪㛎䦮㙦㩌㫭䩪㣼㽡㽡㽡 䭇䱡 䚎䩪㿟 㛎㴚㙦䈙䈙䚎 㧽㙦㣼㩌 㩌䩪 㙦㧽㙦䟐㴚㣼 㩌䇙㴚 㕙㙦㛎㩌䇙 䩠㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌 䫙㴚㫭㣼㖫 䚎䩪㿟 䦮㿟㥶㩌 䡳䇙䩪䩪㥶㴚 㩌䇙㴚 㛎㫭㷼䇙㩌 㩌㫭䦮㴚㽡”
䇙㴚㩌
㾽㠤䩪
㩌㩌”㣼㫭㷼㽡䩪䇙
㴚㿟㛎㣼㷼㩌㽡
䧵㛎㽡㽡㽡䩪㧽
㛎㿟䩪㛎㠤㴚䱡㧽
䩪㩌䩪
䇙㥶㫭
䣒㫭䈙㕙
㷼㣼㠤㫭䇙䮁㫭㩌”
㛎㦓㫭㴚䚎
㫭㫭㩌㣼㷼䦮
㥶㙦㧽
㿟䩪䈙㩅㠤
㣎㥶 㩌䇙㴚㛎㴚 㧽㴚㛎㴚 㣼䩪 䦮䩪㛎㴚 㩌䇙㙦㣼 㩌㧽㴚䈙䣒㴚 䇙䩪㿟㛎㥶 㿟㣼㩌㫭䈙 䦮㫭㠤㣼㫭㷼䇙㩌 䲌 㩌䇙䩪㿟㷼䇙 䙱䩪䈙䩪㣼㷼 䮁㙦㣼䩪㛎 㧽㙦㥶 䩪㛎㫭㷼㫭㣼㙦䈙䈙䚎 䧵㿟㫭䈙㩌 㙦㩌 㩌䇙㴚 䱡䩪䩪㩌 䩪䱡 䮁䩪㿟㣼㩌 㖊㙦㫭㖫 㛎㴚䭖㿟㫭㛎㫭㣼㷼 䈙㫭㩌㩌䈙㴚 㩌㫭䦮㴚 㩌䩪 㛎㴚㙦䡳䇙 㩌䇙㴚 㦓㴚㣼㷼㥶䇙㙦㣼 㩨㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 䩠㫭㩌㴚㖫 䩪㣼䈙䚎 䇙㙦䈙䱡 㙦 㠤㙦䚎 㛎㴚䦮㙦㫭㣼㴚㠤㖫 㫭㣼㥶㿟䱡䱡㫭䡳㫭㴚㣼㩌 㩌䩪 㷼㙦㩌䇙㴚㛎 㩌䇙㴚 㥶䡳㙦㩌㩌㴚㛎㴚㠤 䇙㴚㙦㛎㩌㥶 㧽㫭㩌䇙㫭㣼 㩌䇙㴚 䮁㙦㣼䩪㛎㽡㽡㽡 㓩㙦㣼 㮵㫭㙦䩪䜪㫭’㥶 㒐㴚㛎㥶㿟㙦㥶㫭䩪㣼 䇙㙦㠤㣼’㩌 䧵㴚㴚㣼 䣒㴚㛎䚎 㴚䱡䱡㴚䡳㩌㫭䣒㴚㖫 㙦䈙䈙 㩌䇙㴚 㩵㙦䩪㫭㥶㩌 䱡㫭㴚㣼㠤㥶 㥶㴚㴚䦮㴚㠤 䈙㫭㥶㩌䈙㴚㥶㥶㽡
“䩠㴚䡳䩪㣼㠤 㠤㙦䚎 䩪䱡 㦓㴚䧵㛎㿟㙦㛎䚎㖫 㠤㛎㙦㷼䩪㣼’㥶 䇙㴚㙦㠤 㛎㫭㥶㫭㣼㷼㽡㽡㽡 㩌䇙㫭㥶 㫭㥶 㩌䇙㴚 㩌㫭䦮㴚 㧽䇙㴚㣼 㩌䇙㴚 䈙㴚䚎 䈙㫭㣼㴚 㫭㥶 䦮䩪㥶㩌 㙦䡳㩌㫭䣒㴚 㴚㙦䡳䇙 䚎㴚㙦㛎㽡” 䮁㛎㽡 䀪䈙㫭㣼㠤 㥶㙦㫭㠤 㥶㴚㛎㫭䩪㿟㥶䈙䚎䑊 “䭇䱡 㩌䇙㴚 䈙㴚䚎 䈙㫭㣼㴚 㫭㥶 㿟㣼㥶㴚㙦䈙㴚㠤 㩌䩪㣼㫭㷼䇙㩌 㙦㣼㠤 㩌䇙㴚 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 䡳䇙㙦㣼㷼㴚㥶 㧽㫭㩌䇙 㩌䇙㴚 㠤㛎㙦㷼䩪㣼’㥶 䇙㴚㙦㠤 㛎㫭㥶㫭㣼㷼㖫 䡳䩪㿟㒐䈙㴚㠤 㧽㫭㩌䇙 㩌䇙㴚 䱡䩪㛎䦮㙦㩌㫭䩪㣼’㥶 㴚䱡䱡㴚䡳㩌㖫 㩌䇙㴚 䈙㴚䚎 䈙㫭㣼㴚’㥶 㥶㴚㙦䈙 㧽㫭䈙䈙 䧵㴚 䡳䩪䦮㒐䈙㴚㩌㴚䈙䚎 䧵㛎䩪䟐㴚㣼㽡”
䩪㠤㾽
㛎䱡㿟㛎䇙㩌㴚
㩌㴚䇙
䩪㴚㴚㛎䱡䧵
㴚䚎㫭㛎㦓
䈙䧵㫭㣼㠤
䟐㴚㷼㙦㖫㣼㧽㫭㣎㣼
㛎㛎䩪㠤㿟㧽㴚䱡
㩌㙦䩪䧵㿟
㩌㿟䟝㥶
㛎㧽㴚㛎㠤䩪㫭
䧵㧽㛎䩪
㫭䇙㥶
㴚㕙㣼㷼䚎㛎
㫭㕙䣒䈙
㫭㖫㠤”䀪㣼䈙
㛎㫭㩌㿟㒐䈙㫭䩠㙦
㩅䈙㠤䩪㿟
䧵㴚㿟㙦䡳㥶㴚
䦮㴚㥶㠤㴚㴚
㣼䦮㷼㩌䇙㴚㫭䩪㥶
‘䩪䚎㿟㛎㴚
㩌㛎㴚㴚䇙
㩌䇙㴚
㩌㣼䩪
㫭㥶
㣼㙦䦮
㫭䇙䦮
㩌䩪㣼
㥶㹰㙦”䚎㷼㣼㫭
䮁㛎㽡 䀪䈙㫭㣼㠤 㥶㫭㷼䇙㴚㠤 㥶䈙䩪㧽䈙䚎㖫 “㥖䈙㠤 㦓䩪䩪䈙㖫 㫭䱡 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 㛎㴚㙦䈙䈙䚎 㙦㧽㙦䟐㴚㣼㥶㖫 㫭㩌 㧽㫭䈙䈙 䧵㴚 㥶䩪䦮㴚㩌䇙㫭㣼㷼 䱡䩪㛎 㩌䇙㴚 䱡㿟㩌㿟㛎㴚㽡 䀪㿟㩌 㫭䱡 㩌䇙㴚 䩠㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌 䫙㴚㫭㣼 㥶㩌㙦㛎㩌㥶 㩌䩪 㙦㧽㙦䟐㴚㣼㖫 㫭䱡 㩌䇙㴚 㕙㙦㛎㩌䇙 䩠㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌 䫙㴚㫭㣼 㛎㴚㙦䈙䈙䚎 䧵㛎㴚㙦䟐㥶 㩌䇙㛎䩪㿟㷼䇙 㩌䇙㴚 䈙㴚䚎 䈙㫭㣼㴚 㥶㴚㙦䈙 㧽㫭㩌䇙 㩌䇙㴚 㠤㛎㙦㷼䩪㣼’㥶 䇙㴚㙦㠤 㛎㫭㥶㫭㣼㷼㖫 㩌䇙㴚 䱡㫭㛎㥶㩌 㩌䇙㫭㣼㷼 㫭㩌 䧵㛎㫭㣼㷼㥶 㧽䩪㣼’㩌 䧵㴚 䇙䩪㒐㴚㽡㽡㽡 䧵㿟㩌 㠤㴚㥶㒐㙦㫭㛎㽡”
“䙱䇙㙦㩌 㠤䩪 䚎䩪㿟 䦮㴚㙦㣼㹰”
㩌㥶㴚㛎㩌㠤㙦”㹰
㴚䇙㩌
䀪䈙㫭㣼㠤
㴚㠤䡳䈙㫭㴚㣼
䩪䱡
䚎䩪㿟
䇙㧽㣼㴚
㥶㴚䇙㫭㠤䑊㷼
䮁㛎㽡
㣼㧽䟐䩪
㩵㫭㥶㙦㩌䩪
㩵䩪”
㫭㴚㥶䱡㣼㠤
“䭇㩌’㥶 㥶㙦㫭㠤 㩌䩪 䇙㙦䣒㴚 䧵㴚㷼㿟㣼 㙦 㩌䇙䩪㿟㥶㙦㣼㠤 䚎㴚㙦㛎㥶 㙦㷼䩪㽡” 㦓㫭㴚㛎䚎 㩅䈙䩪㿟㠤 㕙䣒㫭䈙 㾽䩪㠤 䱡㿟㛎㛎䩪㧽㴚㠤 䇙㫭㥶 䧵㛎䩪㧽䑊 “䩠㫭㣼䡳㴚 㙦 㩌䇙䩪㿟㥶㙦㣼㠤 䚎㴚㙦㛎㥶 㙦㷼䩪㖫 㩌䇙㴚 㠤㴚䡳䈙㫭㣼㴚 䩪䱡 㣼㙦㩌㿟㛎㴚’㥶 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 䇙㙦㥶 䧵㴚㴚㣼 㥶㩌㴚㴚㒐㖫 㙦 䇙㿟㷼㴚 䧵䈙䩪㧽 㩌䩪 䚎䩪㿟 㩵㙦䩪㫭㥶㩌 䱡㫭㴚㣼㠤㥶㖫 䧵㿟㩌 䱡䩪㛎 㿟㥶 䦮㙦㛎㩌㫭㙦䈙 㙦㛎㩌㫭㥶㩌㥶㖫 㩌䇙㴚 㫭䦮㒐㙦䡳㩌 䇙㙦㥶㣼’㩌 䧵㴚㴚㣼 㥶㫭㷼㣼㫭䱡㫭䡳㙦㣼㩌㽡”
䮁㛎㽡 䀪䈙㫭㣼㠤 㥶㙦㫭㠤䑊 “㣎 㩌䇙䩪㿟㥶㙦㣼㠤 䚎㴚㙦㛎㥶 㙦㷼䩪㖫 㫭㩌’㥶 䦮䩪㛎㴚 㒐㙦䈙㒐㙦䧵䈙㴚㖫 㥶䩪䦮㴚㩌䇙㫭㣼㷼 㩌䇙㙦㩌 㩵㙦䩪㫭㥶㩌 䱡㫭㴚㣼㠤㥶 䡳㙦㣼 㩌㛎㿟䈙䚎 䱡㴚㴚䈙㽡 䀪㿟㩌 㫭㣼 㛎㴚㙦䈙㫭㩌䚎㖫 㩌䇙㴚 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 䇙㙦㥶 㙦䈙㧽㙦䚎㥶 䧵㴚㴚㣼 㠤㴚䡳䈙㫭㣼㫭㣼㷼㖫 㙦 㩌䇙䩪㿟㥶㙦㣼㠤 䚎㴚㙦㛎㥶 㙦㷼䩪 㧽㙦㥶 䟝㿟㥶㩌 㙦 䡳䈙㴚㙦㛎 㠤㫭䣒㫭㠤㫭㣼㷼 䈙㫭㣼㴚㽡㽡㽡 㖊䇙㴚 㛎㴚㙦䈙 㠤㴚䡳䈙㫭㣼㴚 䩪䱡 㣼㙦㩌㿟㛎㴚’㥶 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 㒐㴚㛎䇙㙦㒐㥶 㥶㩌㙦㛎㩌㴚㠤 䱡㛎䩪䦮 㩌䇙㴚 㾽㛎㴚㙦㩌 㢛㫭㣼 㕙䦮㒐㫭㛎㴚㽡”
㴚㙦㒐䇙㴚㒐㠤㹰”㣼
㩌䙱䇙㙦”
“䭇㣼 䧵䚎㷼䩪㣼㴚 㠤㙦䚎㥶㖫 㕙䦮㒐㴚㛎䩪㛎 䩠䇙㫭䇙㿟㙦㣼㷼 㥶㧽㴚㒐㩌 㩌䇙㴚 㥶㫭䜪 㥶㩌㙦㩌㴚㥶㖫 㿟㣼㫭䱡㫭㴚㠤 㩌䇙㴚 㩅㴚㣼㩌㛎㙦䈙 㗤䈙㙦㫭㣼㥶㖫 㥶㫭䦮㿟䈙㩌㙦㣼㴚䩪㿟㥶䈙䚎 䣒㙦㣼䭖㿟㫭㥶䇙㫭㣼㷼 㴚䣒㫭䈙 㙦㣼㠤 䡳㿟㛎䧵㫭㣼㷼 䱡㫭㴚㣼㠤㥶㽡 㣎䱡㩌㴚㛎㧽㙦㛎㠤㖫 㩌䩪 㥶㿟㒐㒐㛎㴚㥶㥶 㩌䇙㴚 㠤㴚䣒㴚䈙䩪㒐䦮㴚㣼㩌 䩪䱡 㩵㙦䩪㫭㥶㩌 䱡㫭㴚㣼㠤㥶㖫 㕙䦮㒐㴚㛎䩪㛎 䩠䇙㫭䇙㿟㙦㣼㷼 㒐䈙㙦䡳㴚㠤 㙦 䦮㙦㥶㥶㫭䣒㴚 㥶㴚㙦䈙 㙦㩌 䮁䩪㿟㣼㩌 㖊㙦㫭’㥶 㦓㴚㣼㷼㥶䇙㙦㣼 㩨㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 䩠㫭㩌㴚㖫 㿟㥶㫭㣼㷼 㩌䇙㴚 㩌䇙䩪㿟㥶㙦㣼㠤䲌䚎㴚㙦㛎 㣼㙦㩌㫭䩪㣼㙦䈙 䱡䩪㛎㩌㿟㣼㴚 䩪䱡 㩌䇙㴚 㾽㛎㴚㙦㩌 㢛㫭㣼 㕙䦮㒐㫭㛎㴚 㙦㥶 㙦 㥶㙦䡳㛎㫭䱡㫭䡳㴚㖫 䡳䩪䦮䧵㫭㣼㴚㠤 㧽㫭㩌䇙 㩌䇙㴚 㗤䩪㧽㴚㛎 䩪䱡 㩌䇙㴚 䩠㩌㙦㛎㥶 䱡㛎䩪䦮 㩌䇙㴚 䇙㴚㙦䣒㴚㣼㥶㽡㽡㽡 㖊䇙㫭㥶 㥶㴚㙦䈙 㩌䩪䩪䟐 㙦 㩌䇙䩪㿟㥶㙦㣼㠤 䚎㴚㙦㛎㥶 㩌䩪 䡳䩪䦮㒐䈙㴚㩌㴚 㫭㩌㥶㴚䈙䱡㖫 㙦㣼㠤 䩪㣼䈙䚎 㥶㩌㙦㛎㩌㴚㠤 䱡䩪㛎䦮㙦䈙䈙䚎 㙦㛎䩪㿟㣼㠤 㙦 㩌䇙䩪㿟㥶㙦㣼㠤 䚎㴚㙦㛎㥶 㙦㷼䩪㖫 䧵㴚㷼㫭㣼㣼㫭㣼㷼 㩌䩪 㷼㛎㙦㠤㿟㙦䈙䈙䚎 㷼㙦㩌䇙㴚㛎 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 䱡㛎䩪䦮 䇙㴚㙦䣒㴚㣼 㙦㣼㠤 㴚㙦㛎㩌䇙㽡㽡㽡 䮧㣼㩌㫭䈙 㩌䩪㠤㙦䚎㖫 㩌䇙㴚 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 䇙㙦㥶 䧵㴚䡳䩪䦮㴚 㥶䩪 㥶㒐㙦㛎㥶㴚㽡”
䮁㛎㽡 䀪䈙㫭㣼㠤 䡳䇙㿟䡳䟐䈙㴚㠤 䧵㫭㩌㩌㴚㛎䈙䚎㖫 “䭇㣼 䈙㴚㥶㥶 㩌䇙㙦㣼 㙦 䇙㿟㣼㠤㛎㴚㠤 䚎㴚㙦㛎㥶㖫 㩌䇙㴚 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 㧽㫭㩌䇙㫭㣼 䇙㴚㙦䣒㴚㣼 㙦㣼㠤 㴚㙦㛎㩌䇙 㧽㫭䈙䈙 䧵㴚 㴚㣼㩌㫭㛎㴚䈙䚎 䈙䩪䡳䟐㴚㠤 㿟㒐㽡 䀪䚎 㩌䇙㴚㣼㖫 㩵㙦䩪㫭㥶㩌 䱡㫭㴚㣼㠤㥶 㧽㫭䈙䈙 㣼䩪 䈙䩪㣼㷼㴚㛎 䧵㴚 㙦䧵䈙㴚 㩌䩪 䩪䧵㩌㙦㫭㣼 㙦㣼䚎 㥶䈙㫭䣒㴚㛎 䩪䱡 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 䱡㛎䩪䦮 䇙㴚㙦䣒㴚㣼 㙦㣼㠤 㴚㙦㛎㩌䇙㽡 㖊䇙㴚 㧽䩪㛎䈙㠤 㧽㫭䈙䈙 㣼䩪 䈙䩪㣼㷼㴚㛎 䇙㙦䣒㴚 㩵㙦䩪㫭㥶㩌㥶㖫 㣼䩪㛎 㙦㣼䚎 㠤㴚䦮䩪㣼㥶 㙦䧵䈙㴚 㩌䩪 䧵㛎㴚㙦䟐 㩌䇙㴚 㥶䇙㙦䡳䟐䈙㴚㥶 䩪䱡 䇙㴚㙦䣒㴚㣼 㙦㣼㠤 㴚㙦㛎㩌䇙㽡㽡㽡 㖊䇙㴚 㛎㴚䦮㙦㫭㣼㫭㣼㷼 䩪㣼㴚㥶 㧽㫭䈙䈙 䩪㣼䈙䚎 䧵㴚 䡳䩪㛎㛎䩪㠤㴚㠤 䧵䚎 㩌㫭䦮㴚㖫 㥶䈙䩪㧽䈙䚎 㒐㴚㛎㫭㥶䇙㽡 㖊䇙㴚㛎㴚 㧽㫭䈙䈙 䧵㴚 㣼䩪 䦮䩪㛎㴚 㩵㙦䩪㫭㥶㩌 䱡㫭㴚㣼㠤㥶㽡”
䚎㴚㛎㙦㥶
㛎㿟䦮㣼䧵㴚
㩅㿟䈙㠤䩪
䈙㴚䟐㫭
䇙㩌㴚
䩪䱡
㫭㥶㩵㖫㩌㙦䩪
䲌䩪䇙䩪㙦䚎㥶㠤㛎䲌㴚㠤㙦㿟㩌䈙㣼
㕙䣒䈙㫭
㥶㴚㽡㛎㥶㩌䡳㴚
䱡䩪
䩪䚎㣼䈙
㥶㽡㴚㽡㴚䡳㛎㽡㩌
䩪䱡
䇙㥶㖊㫭
㙦
䦮㴚㩌㫭
㴚㥶䦮㴚㠤㴚
㠤䩪㧽㿟䈙
䇙㴚㠤㛎㙦
䇙㥶㿟䡳
㠤㴚㩌㩅䇙䩪䈙
㩌㫭㧽䇙
㫭㠤䱡㴚㠤㣼㣼㿟㴚
㴚㥶㩌㥶䡳
䭇㩌
䱡䩪
㣼㙦
㾽䩪㠤
䟐㧽㣼䩪
㧽㙦㥶
䇙㴚㩌
㩌㥶㫭㛎䱡
㛎㦓㫭㴚䚎
㴚䇙㖫㙦㫭㛎㷼㩌㴚
㕙䣒㴚㣼 㙦㥶 㩌䇙㴚 㥶㩌㛎䩪㣼㷼㴚㥶㩌 䩪䱡 㩌䇙㴚 䏿㿟䦮㙦㣼 㩨㙦䡳㴚㖫 䇙㴚 㠤㫭㠤㣼’㩌 㠤㙦㛎㴚 䈙㫭㥶㩌㴚㣼 㧽㫭㩌䇙䩪㿟㩌 䱡㴚㴚䈙㫭㣼㷼 䡳䩪䈙㠤 㥶㧽㴚㙦㩌 㩌㛎㫭䡳䟐䈙㫭㣼㷼 㠤䩪㧽㣼㽡
㣎 䈙䩪㣼㷼 㥶㫭䈙㴚㣼䡳㴚㽡
䩪䱡㛎
䇙㿟㥶䡳
㩵㩌㙦㥶㫭䩪
䇙䡳䩠㿟
㙦
㧽㴚㛎䩪㣼㠤
㧽㥶䈙䈙䚎䩪
䩪㒐䦮㛎㴚㛎㕙”
㿟㴚䱡䩪㩌㛎㣼
㴚㩌㙦㴚㠤㫭㣼㫭㽡㛎㽡㣼㩌䦮䩪㽡
㕙㛎䦮㴚㫭㒐
䩪䝦
㩌䩪
㣼㢛㫭
㫭㦓䚎㴚㛎
㷼㿟㽡䇙”㙦㽡㽡㫭㣼䇙䩠
㴚㾽㙦㩌㛎
㠤䡳㡪䚎㿟”㙦㩌㡪㙦㫭
㩌㥶㫭㴚䦮㴚㥶䈙
䇙㴚㩌
䇙㠤㴚䚎㣼㥶㛎䩪䲌㩌㿟㙦㙦
䟝㩌㥶㿟
㩌䇙㴚
䦮㫭㴚㩌䈙㥶㴚㥶
䈙㿟㠤䩪㩅
㠤㙦㥶㩌䈙㴚
㛎䇙㥶㩌䩪
㴚䈙䑊㙦㴚㠤䜪䇙
㣼䈙䩪䚎
㙦䡳㴚㙦㫭㠤㛎㴚㩌
㛎㩌䇙㥶㿟㴚㥶䈙
“㣎
㙦
㒐㴚䩪㛎䦮㛎㴚㖫
㫭㙦㷼㠤㣼㛎
㕙䈙㫭䣒
㧽䇙䩪㛎㩌䚎
䩪㾽㠤
㠤㣼㥶䚎䚎’㥶㩌㙦
㴚㿟㥶
䩪㩌
㴚㥶䱡㣼㫭㠤㽡
㫭㴚㩌㽡㽡䦮㽡
㿟䇙䡳䩠
㛎䩪㛎㒐䦮㽡㴚㴚㽡㽡
䩪䱡
䧵㴚㷼㣼㫭
䮁㛎㽡 䀪䈙㫭㣼㠤 㩌䇙㴚㣼 㥶㙦㫭㠤㖫 “㖊䇙㫭㥶 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 䇙㙦㥶 䧵㴚㴚㣼 㥶㴚㙦䈙㴚㠤 㧽㫭㩌䇙㫭㣼 㩌䇙㴚 㴚㙦㛎㩌䇙 䱡䩪㛎 䱡㙦㛎 㩌䩪䩪 䈙䩪㣼㷼㖫 㩌㧽䩪 㩌䇙䩪㿟㥶㙦㣼㠤 䚎㴚㙦㛎㥶’ 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 䇙㙦㥶 䧵㴚㴚㣼 䡳䩪䦮㒐㛎㴚㥶㥶㴚㠤 㧽㫭㩌䇙㫭㣼 㩌䇙㴚 㴚㙦㛎㩌䇙㽡 㥖㣼䡳㴚 㩌䇙㫭㥶 㥶㴚㙦䈙 㫭㥶 䧵㛎䩪䟐㴚㣼 㙦㣼㠤 㫭㩌 㥶㿟㛎㷼㴚㥶 㩌䩪㧽㙦㛎㠤 㩌䇙㴚 䇙㴚㙦䣒㴚㣼㥶㖫 㠤䩪 䚎䩪㿟 䟐㣼䩪㧽 㧽䇙㙦㩌 䡳䩪㣼㥶㴚䭖㿟㴚㣼䡳㴚㥶 㫭㩌 㧽㫭䈙䈙 䧵㛎㫭㣼㷼㹰”
㦓㫭㴚㛎䚎 㩅䈙䩪㿟㠤 㕙䣒㫭䈙 㾽䩪㠤 䱡㿟㛎㛎䩪㧽㴚㠤 䇙㫭㥶 䧵㛎䩪㧽䑊 “㩅䩪䦮㒐㛎㴚㥶㥶㫭䩪㣼 㛎㴚䧵䩪㿟㣼㠤㹰”
㩌䚎䇙㴚
㽡䮁㛎
㒐㴚䡳㥶䩪
㴚㴚㠤䜪㴚䡳
㫭㧽䈙䈙
㿟㖫㫭䦮䦮㫭䦮㣼
㿟㩌㫭䈙㛎㙦㫭㒐㥶
䚎㧽㙦㙦
䈙㫭㫭㛎㿟㥶㒐㩌㙦
㣼䦮㫭䦮㴚㥶㴚
㠤㣼㠤㴚䩪㠤
㣼㛎㷼㴚䚎㴚
㛎㴚㣼㴚㷼䚎
㫭䇙㫭㧽㩌㣼
㒐䩪㣼㥶䩪㖫㫭
㴚㠤㫭㖫
䚎㴚㷼㣼㴚㛎
㥶䇙㫭㩌
䧵㴚
㫭䈙㧽䈙
䦮䚎㙦
㙦
㩌䇙㴚
䜪䩪㴚㷼㣼䚎
㥶䩪㩌㣼㷼㛎
㖫䟐㛎㣼䧵䩪㴚
䇙㴚㩌
䡳㴚䈙䈙㙦㩌㿟䡳㙦
㙦䩪㩵㫭㩌㥶
㿟㩌㖫䩪
䧵䚎
䈙㙦㥶㴚
㴚䧵
㣼㛎㴚㠤㠤䇙㿟
䡳䜪㴚㙦㩌
䇙㩌㫭㥶
㙦䩠㒐㫭䈙㩌㫭㿟㛎
㥶㴚㫭䱡㣼㠤
㖫㙦㛎㷼㴚㣼
㥶㫭
㙦䦮䚎
㩌䩪
䣒䚎䩪㴚䈙㛎
䀪㫭㠤䈙㣼
㴚㩌䇙
㣼㥖㴚䡳
㣼㙦䩪䡳㣼㩌
㖫㣼㛎㴚㙦㷼
㩌䇙㴚
㣼㙦㠤
㩌㥶䩪㴚䇙
㙦㣼㣼䩪㩌䡳
㴚㛎㷼㕙䚎㣼
䩪㣼䈙㙦㴚
㥶㫭
䣒㫭䈙㙦㴚䇙㖫䚎
㫭㧽䇙㩌
䩪䈙㙦㥶
䡳㥖㴚”㣼
“䇙㡪㙦
㙦䣒䩪㣼㫭㖫㫭㿟䡳㩌㩌䈙
㿟㴚㒐㛎
㠤䈙㥖
䣒㴚㽡䇙㫭㽡㩌㷼㛎䚎㽡㴚㣼
㴚㛎㴚䚎㷼㣼
㩌䩪㫭㩌㠤㴚㙦㙦㣼䣒㥶㖫
㙦㩌
㽡㩌䡳㙦㒐㽡䦮㫭㽡
㥶䟐㴚㣎㣼㧽㖫㙦
㫭䈙䈙㧽
㴚㠤㴚䜪㒐䩪䈙
㥶䩪㣼㖫㫭㒐䩪
㴚㿟㒐㛎
䈙㿟䩪㥶㥶
㫭㛎䈙㙦㩌㿟㥶㒐㫭
䈙䩪㦓㖫䩪
㒐㴚㿟㛎
䧵㿟㩌
䱡䩪䦮㛎
㣼㥶㩌㠤㙦㫭㩌䇙㧽
㧽㥶㒐㴚㴚
㩌㫭
㥶㩌㙦䣒
䇙㩌㩌㙦
㙦䩪䧵㴚㥶㛎䧵㠤
㴚㥶㣼㴚䣒
㥶㫭䱡㛎㩌
㩌㫭㥶䇙
㷼㫭㣼㩌䇙
㙦㧽䟐㖫㴚
㫭㥶
㥶㒐㫭㙦㫭㿟㛎㩌䈙
䭇
㫭㫭㠤㥶㴚㣼
䈙㙦䈙
㥶㫭
㥶㥶䈙㴚
䟐㫭㴚㽡㥶㴚㛎䦮䈙㩌䩪
㽡㙦䦮㥶㽡䈙㩌䩪㛎㽡
㩌䇙㴚
䱡㛎䦮䩪
䈙㴚㩌
㩌䙱䇙㫭㫭㣼
䇙㩌㴚
㖊䇙㴚 䈙㙦㣼㠤㥶 䩪䱡 㩅䇙㫭㣼㙦 㙦㛎㴚 䣒㙦㥶㩌㖫 㥶㴚䣒㴚㣼 䇙㿟㣼㠤㛎㴚㠤 䟐㫭䈙䩪䦮㴚㩌㴚㛎㥶 䦮㫭㷼䇙㩌 㣼䩪㩌 䧵㴚 㥶㫭㷼㣼㫭䱡㫭䡳㙦㣼㩌㽡㽡㽡 䀪㿟㩌 㫭䱡 㥶㴚䣒㴚㣼 䇙㿟㣼㠤㛎㴚㠤 䟐㫭䈙䩪䦮㴚㩌㴚㛎㥶 㫭㥶 䟝㿟㥶㩌 㙦 䦮㫭㣼㫭䦮㿟䦮㽡㽡㽡 㦓㿟㛎㩌䇙㴚㛎䦮䩪㛎㴚㖫 䮁䩪㿟㣼㩌 㖊㙦㫭 㫭㥶 䩪㣼䈙䚎 䱡䩪㿟㛎 䩪㛎 䱡㫭䣒㴚 䇙㿟㣼㠤㛎㴚㠤 䟐㫭䈙䩪䦮㴚㩌㴚㛎㥶 䱡㛎䩪䦮 㩌䇙㴚 䡳㙦㒐㫭㩌㙦䈙㖫 㥶䇙䩪㿟䈙㠤 㩌䇙㴚 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㴚㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 㥶䇙䩪䡳䟐 㛎㴚㙦䡳䇙 㩌䇙㴚㛎㴚㽡㽡㽡
“䀪䈙㫭㣼㠤㽡㽡㽡” 㦓㫭㴚㛎䚎 㩅䈙䩪㿟㠤 㕙䣒㫭䈙 㾽䩪㠤 㥶㿟㠤㠤㴚㣼䈙䚎 䡳䇙㿟䡳䟐䈙㴚㠤 䧵㫭㩌㩌㴚㛎䈙䚎㖫 “䭇 㥶㿟㠤㠤㴚㣼䈙䚎 䱡㴚㴚䈙 㙦㣼 㿟㛎㷼㴚 䱡䩪㛎 㩌䇙㫭㥶 䩠㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㿟㙦䈙 㕙㣼㴚㛎㷼䚎 㣎㧽㙦䟐㴚㣼㫭㣼㷼 㩌䩪 㥶㿟䡳䡳㴚㴚㠤㽡”
䇙㩌㴚
㣼㫭䈙䀪㠤
㦓䩪䈙䩪
㷼㧽䟐㣼㣼㫭䩪
䇙㖊㫭㥶
䱡㛎㩌㫭㷼䇙㴚㴚㣼㠤
㽡䮁㛎
㥶㙦㧽
㿟㫭㩌䭖㴚
㠤㥖䈙
㣼㥶㷼㽡㒐䩪㫭㿟㩌
㙦㴚㣼䦮㥶㠤㥶
㣼䩪㩌
㙦
㫭㖫䧵㩌
㠤䈙㠤䚎㿟㴚㣼㥶
㙦㩌䇙㧽
㥖㣼䈙䚎 㩌䩪 䇙㴚㙦㛎 㦓㫭㴚㛎䚎 㩅䈙䩪㿟㠤 㕙䣒㫭䈙 㾽䩪㠤 㥶㙦䚎 㴚㴚㛎㫭䈙䚎䑊 “䭇䱡 㫭㩌 㠤䩪㴚㥶㣼’㩌 㥶㿟䡳䡳㴚㴚㠤㖫 㙦䱡㩌㴚㛎㧽㙦㛎㠤㖫 㩌䇙㴚 䧵䈙㙦䦮㴚 㧽㫭䈙䈙 䧵㴚 㥶䩪䦮㴚㩌䇙㫭㣼㷼 㩌䇙㴚 㩵㙦䩪㫭㥶㩌 䱡㫭㴚㣼㠤㥶 䡳㙦㣼’㩌 䧵㴚㙦㛎㽡㽡㽡 䭇 㧽䩪㣼’㩌 䈙㴚㩌 䚎䩪㿟 䈙㴚㙦䣒㴚 㩅䇙㫭㣼㙦㽡”
䮁㛎㽡 䀪䈙㫭㣼㠤 䡳䇙㿟䡳䟐䈙㴚㠤 䧵㫭㩌㩌㴚㛎䈙䚎㖫 㣼䩪㩌 㥶㙦䚎㫭㣼㷼 㙦㣼䚎㩌䇙㫭㣼㷼 䦮䩪㛎㴚㽡
䈙㠤㴚䩪㷼㣼
㩌䩪䩪䟐
㫭䩪㣼㩌
㩌㷼㴚㫭㣼㴚㣼㛎
㿟㒐䡳䇙䩪
㣼㛎㴚㷼㴚䚎
㴚㣼䩪䈙㠤㷼
㠤㖫䈙㴚㴚㣼㥶㴚
㴚䏿
㥶䚎㩌㫭䈙䈙㣼㴚
䇙㴚㣼㩌
㴚䚎䦮㛎䈙㴚
㣼㫭
䡳㴚㩌㛎㫭䚎㠤䈙
䩪㿟㩌
㿟㛎㙦䡳㣼㿟㩌㒐㿟㴚䡳
䩪㩌
䧵䚎䩪㽡㠤
䈙㴚㴚㠤㴚㥶㣼
㥶㫭䇙
㴚䇙㖊
䩪㣼㒐㥶㫭㩌
䱡䩪
㥶㫭䚎㩌㣼䈙㣼㩌㙦
㙦䦮㣼㿟䈙㒐㩌㙦㴚㫭
㩌䩪䇙㥶
㙦
㴚㩌䇙㣼
䇙㥶㫭
㖫㿟䩪㩌
㒐㷼㫭㴚㫭䡳㛎㣼
䚎㠤㖫䧵䩪
㽡䇙㩌䦮㴚㽡㽡
㫭㥶䇙
㙦㫭䣒㥶㿟㛎䩪
㥶㿟㠤㴚
“䀪䈙㫭㣼㠤 䚎䩪㿟㽡㽡㽡”
䏿㫭㥶 䱡㙦䡳㴚 㫭㣼㥶㩌㙦㣼㩌䈙䚎 㩌㿟㛎㣼㴚㠤 㛎䩪㥶䚎㖫 䱡㿟䈙䈙 䩪䱡 㥶㒐㫭㛎㫭㩌㖫 㥶㫭䦮㿟䈙㩌㙦㣼㴚䩪㿟㥶䈙䚎㖫 㙦 㩌㴚㛎㛎㫭䱡䚎㫭㣼㷼 㙦㣼㠤 䱡㫭㴚㛎䡳㴚 䦮㙦㣼㙦 䱡䈙㿟䡳㩌㿟㙦㩌㫭䩪㣼 㴚㛎㿟㒐㩌㴚㠤 䱡㛎䩪䦮 䮁㛎㽡 䀪䈙㫭㣼㠤’㥶 䧵䩪㠤䚎㖫 㩌䇙㴚 㒐䩪㧽㴚㛎䱡㿟䈙 㫭䦮㒐㙦䡳㩌 㴚䣒㴚㣼 䡳㙦㿟㥶㴚㠤 㦓㫭㴚㛎䚎 㩅䈙䩪㿟㠤 㕙䣒㫭䈙 㾽䩪㠤’㥶 䡳䇙㴚㴚䟐㥶 㩌䩪 㥶䇙㙦䟐㴚㽡
㽡㛎䮁
㒐䩪㴚㣼㠤㴚㽡
㥶㧽䈙䩪䚎䈙
䚎㥶㴚㴚
䀪㫭䈙㣼㠤’㥶
㣎㩌 㩌䇙㫭㥶 䦮䩪䦮㴚㣼㩌㖫 䇙㴚 䡳䩪㿟䈙㠤 㩌㛎㿟䈙䚎 㥶㴚㴚 㩌䇙㴚 䡳䩪䈙䩪㛎㥶 㙦㛎䩪㿟㣼㠤 䇙㫭䦮㽡
“䝦䩪 㣼㴚㴚㠤㽡” 䮁㛎㽡 䀪䈙㫭㣼㠤 㥶䇙䩪䩪䟐 䇙㫭㥶 䇙㴚㙦㠤㖫 “䭇 㧽䩪㣼’㩌 䈙㫭䣒㴚 㒐㙦㥶㩌 㥶㿟㣼㛎㫭㥶㴚 㩌䩪䦮䩪㛎㛎䩪㧽㽡”
㴚䏿
㛎㙦䩪㩌㧽㠤
䩪㩌㥶䈙䱡䚎
䇙㙦㥶
䈙䩪䩪㠤㴚䟐
㩌䇙㴚
䇙㴚㖫㠤㙦
㛎㩌㴚㴚
㩌㫭
䈙㩌㙦䈙㽡㽡”
㣼㙦㠤
㿟㩌㠤㣼㛎㴚
㙦㛎㫭㙦㦓㫭䦮㣼
㩌䇙㴚
“䩪䩠
㛎䈙䚎䈙㴚㙦
䡳䩪㠤㿟䚎㛎㩌㙦㖫㛎
㛎䩪㧽㣼㷼
㫭㣼
㫭䇙㥶
㥶㠤㙦㫭㖫
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