Chapter 1155: Chapter 198.5: Half-Day Talk
The seventh post-disaster response meeting ended.
On the third day after the dense fog disappeared, Wolong Mountain Villa had already held seven emergency meetings over just three days: discussing, dealing with aftermaths, and ing up with solutions, never stopping.
Most of those present have excellent cultivation, or else they are brimming with energy—even so, these three days of brain-racking still left them exhausted.
Yan Xiaoxi already had stubble on his face, and had not closed his eyes for three days and nights; even with his capabilities, he was struggling to keep up.
He leaned back in his chair in the conference room, gently rubbing his forehead.
At this moment, a subordinate brought over a cup of hot tea, which Yan Xiaoxi slowly sipped… Handling emergencies involves two different stages, 24 hours and 48 hours—but the incident at Mount Tai had a notably long duration, extending for more than half a month.
Nearly all major national media worldwide are closely following this event, and foreign media and some more elusive foreign intelligence agents stationed nearby have yet to leave.
“Director, why don’t you take a break? You’ve been going for several days now.”
Yan Xiaoxi sighed and said, “If working overtime could solve this problem, I’d be willing to work overtime for a year… I’m just afraid we won’t be able to solve it.”
The subordinate said, “But this time, didn’t the Dragon Consultant unite the Daoist Association and Yao Association members for full cooperation?”
Yan Xiaoxi supported his head and closed his eyes, “How long can the ignorant be fooled? I fear this time, it will be difficult to cover up this fire with paper.”
“Director, don’t overthink it. When the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally straighten. How to handle and deal with the aftermath isn’t up to us.” The subordinate consoled, “The current arrangements are nearly plete, and at the latest, we should have an official press release by tomorrow.”
“Let’s see the reactions after tomorrow… We’ve done about everything we can.” Yan Xiaoxi slowly exhaled.
This isn’t a problem that can be solved by just one management bureau… In three days or, rather, since three days ago, after the fog appeared, the national machinery has been operating at full force.
Since the fog appeared after the New Year, the capital has had a large number of emergency specialists working day and night on various strategies. However, no amount of strategies could match the sudden changes at Mount Tai over the past few days.
Geological disaster… a geothermal explosion in the geological disaster. Naturally, this is not a reason to be highlighted in national news; necessary arrangements must still be pleted.
In these three days, the Management Bureau even mobilized almost all available agents from across the country, causing some high-risk areas to be left short-handed… As for the Daoist Monsters, from their respective sects and clans, they deployed almost everyone they could.
Geological modifications were carried out with Mount Tai as the central point, within a radius of more than a hundred kilometers—aimed at simulating the appearance of a geothermal explosion disaster.
Yan Xiaoxi knew deep down that this excuse was far-fetched because the top echelons hadn’t planned to reveal the existence of the Transcendent to the world… or, in other words, had not intended to initiate a formal split.
However, after passing this stable phase, it may lead to an unseen bloody storm… I’m afraid both sides are somewhat aware in their hearts.
“I will go see my master.” Yan Xiaoxi stood up, “Watch over things here, and inform me at once of any news.”
…
The annex of the Clothed Daoist was destroyed after the battle, and only one-tenth of Wolong Mountain Villa remains intact.
However, when Wolong Mountain Villa was initially constructed, it occupied an extraordinarily large area, so the remaining buildings can still house people. Besides, apart from the injured, almost everyone has been crazily modifying the terrain outside these days, so the remaining buildings don’t feel crowded.
When Yan Xiaoxi arrived at the place where the Fiery Cloud Evil God was recuperating, he unexpectedly saw that Daoist Bai Jie had already arrived.
“Greetings, Centennial Tribulation Leader.”
“Director Yan, you’re here.” Daoist Bai Jie nodded slightly; this cheerful Evergreen Tree of the Daoism-cultivated field had not been seen with the smile that usually adorned his face these past few days.
“Bai Jie and I were discussing the situation at Mount Tai, you should sit down as well.” The Fiery Cloud Evil God waved his hand.
“How is Master’s injury?” Yan Xiaoxi took off his shoes, walked into the room, and sat down cross-legged.
“It’s nothing serious.” The Fiery Cloud Evil God said indifferently, “You know the capabilities of the Bihua National Warrior; it’s not enough to take my life, just the power consumption is significant. It will take a month or two to recover.”
“Martial cultivation still has its advantages.” Daoist Bai Jie chuckled wryly, “If we Daoists were to deplete our mana to such an extent, not to mention a month or two, it might take a year or more to recover.”
The Fiery Cloud Evil God said irritably, “Old cow nose, stop pretending to be pitiful here… You think I don’t know the current concentration of Spiritual Energy outside? A year or more? Perhaps ten days or so.”
“I can’t recover as fast as you young ones. I’m old, really old.”
The two didn’t discuss any issues regarding the new kingdom’s attitude towards Dao Monsters, appearing as old friends joking with each other yet probing numerous rounds.
Yan Xiaoxi listened silently, occasionally interjecting with a few irrelevant remarks.
“Your disciple rarely visits you these days, so I won’t disturb you any longer.” Daoist Bai Jie pounded his waist, slowly stood up, and bowed, “I’ll also see how my disciples and grandchildren are progressing with their work.”
“Safe journey, Centennial Tribulation Leader,” Yan Xiaoxi stood to see him off.
…
After Daoist Bai Jie left, Yan Xiaoxi assisted the Fiery Cloud Evil God in walking around outside.
Yan Xiaoxi said, “Master, Daoist Bai Jie is indeed worthy of being the sect master of Kunlun; he has exceptional posure.”
“If he couldn’t maintain his posure, what else could he do?” The Fiery Cloud Evil God stopped, “This incident is the responsibility of both the Daoist Association and the Yao Association. These two associations failed to control their subordinates; Lai Caisheng was even one of the original representatives of the association. Do you think Bai Jie can escape the responsibility?”
Yan Xiaoxi nodded, suddenly said, “Then… didn’t those demon lords e to see you, Master?”
“You mean Cang Jinshui, Qu Xinghe, and Ming Tus Mountain?” The Fiery Cloud Evil God looked at Yan Xiaoxi, who nodded.
The Fiery Cloud Evil God shook his head and said, “A few days ago, in the battle at Mount Tai, I personally slew Cang Yuntian and those old guys. For Cang Jinshui and their kind, it’s not just a revenge for killing their father but also a family revenge for killing their kin. Even though we said we were in different camps this time, how can such personal vengeance be easily let go? Surely those guys hold grudges against me secretly; they won’t e to see me.”
Yan Xiaoxi frowned and said, “I will have people closely monitor the movements of Cang Jinshui and the others.”
The Fiery Cloud Evil God waved his hand and said, “This old bone of mine isn’t so fragile that it breaks with a touch. Right now, manpower is tight, and the outside world is in chaos; those people wouldn’t dare to stir up trouble at a time like this.”
“True.” Yan Xiaoxi nodded, but his brows remained furrowed.
The Fiery Cloud Evil God patted Yan Xiaoxi’s shoulder and gently asked, “What are you worried about?”
“Master should know.” Yan Xiaoxi said solemnly, “After the emergency handling is pleted, this matter is not over… So many civilians were injured or killed, and it cannot be glossed over; someone must be held accountable.”
“There is already someone.” The Fiery Cloud Evil God said indifferently.
Yan Xiaoxi raised an eyebrow, “You mean… Lai Caisheng? But hasn’t he already left?”
“He’s gone, so what? Ultimately, there’s no need to say those things.” The Fiery Cloud Evil God sighed, “But since it’s been said, isn’t the meaning clear? Now the Clothed Daoist is the target of attack by everyone outside. I’ve heard that a lot of Dao Monster clan members, as they were ing here, took up arms and tore down the mountain gate of Clothed Daoist, leaving it utterly destroyed. No grass grows in front of their door now. This man left, took on all the blame, and no one can do anything about him.”
“But his remaining followers are also implicated.” Yan Xiaoxi said gravely.
The Fiery Cloud Evil God sighed and snorted coldly, “Those guys are willing to sacrifice even their lives, all for the Spiritual Energy Awakening… Do you think they care about being hunted down? Before leaving, Lai Caisheng severed his ties with the Dao Monsters, turning everything into an individual act. We cannot simply target the Dao Monsters, because most of them have bee victims as well. Forcibly acting would only result in the Dao Monsters fiercely resisting… Without overwhelming destructive capability and plete suppression, what do we have to start a war with the Dao Monsters? Where would we fight? People don’t realize pain until the needle pierces the flesh. Those advocating for war, even the ones suggesting washing the land with nuclear explosions, should let the fight break out right at their doorsteps, and see how many of them have the courage to strap a bundle of explosives and rush a bunker? It’s easy to talk big, laying out one grand argument after another, but very few can actually act on those. Besides…”
“Besides what?” Yan Xiaoxi blinked in surprise.
The Fiery Cloud Evil God silently paused for a moment, “Lai just left, no one can say whether he can e back… The Immortal Path has been broken for so many years, and he was the only one who succeeded in reaching a higher level… Tell me, who can estimate his power now?”
“Don’t we still have the Dragon Consultant?” Yan Xiaoxi furrowed his brows.
“Even the true dragon has its limits.” The Fiery Cloud Evil God sighed, “Do you think the spiritual energy erupted from underground es from nowhere? In ancient times, the true dragon once fought off certain beings who returned after leaving, relying on the earth; every bit of the true dragon’s power is provided by the Divine Land. Now, with the Spiritual Energy Awakening, it’s like drawing blood from the Divine Land… Don’t expect a person who has lost too much blood to act like nothing’s wrong.”
“The Dragon Consultant… will bee weaker?”
“Weak, definitely weaker.” The Fiery Cloud Evil God suddenly glanced at Yan Xiaoxi, “But no matter how weak, we still can’t defeat them… Don’t entertain unnecessary thoughts.”
Yan Xiaoxi hung his head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, “Master… can you really return after leaving?”
“That depends on how the heavens perceive it.” The Fiery Cloud Evil God looked up at the azure sky and whispered, “However, such a clear sky, I haven’t seen one like it for eighty years.”
…
Yan Xiaoxi didn’t linger long; he quickly returned to his post — every moment, there were instructions from the capital, requiring him to report everything happening, making it difficult for him to leave for too long.
The Fiery Cloud Evil God walked alone to where the Clothed Daoist’s former estate was.
This firmiana tree hadn’t fallen; it was just rather bare.
The Fiery Cloud Evil God observed for a while, then suddenly waved his hand, grasping the void; the soil turned over, and an unopened jug of wine emerged from the earth.
Opening the lid, the Fiery Cloud Evil God tilted his head back and took a sip, then spat some out under the firmiana tree.
“Drink, Blind Man. After you finish this jar of wine, when we meet again….”
…
…
The earth cracked open, scorching lava spouted from the fissure like giant pillars of fire… above the fire pillars, a mass of dark clouds.
The dark clouds were brought by the bined efforts of a sect from the Taoism-cultivated field — basically wherever large-scale transformation was needed, the dark clouds would drift there — intended to block views from above the atmosphere.
The underground lava, primarily drawn by the Godly Land true dragon, with the Dao Monster aiding in modifying the disaster site… Luckily, when the dense fog covered, not many ordinary people could see what happened within it.
“I can’t… I can’t… I’m going to die.”
The Godly Land true dragon, forced to sustain a small person-form to conserve energy, hadn’t stopped in recent days… Long Xiruo dared not draw too much strength from the earth to recover; relying more on self-recovery instead.
“Little brat… can’t you help a bit?”
The nearly exhausted Godly Land true dragon glared at Su Zijun, lying on the beach bed under a sunshade while Ghost Baby massaged her shoulders.
“I don’t have the ability to mobilize underground lava.” Su Zijun drank some fresh deer blood, “Besides, it’s too sunny outside, I’d get burned.”
“Nonsense! If you could be burned, every zombie and bloodsucker left would be a miracle!”
Su Zijun waved her hand, “Relax, I had Gui Qianyi take my decree back to Xuanyuan Palace.”
“What are you planning?” Long Xiruo frowned.
Su Zijun casually said, “Since we’re using the geological disaster excuse, might as well go all out, what else can be done? I haven’t done much; just had Xuanyuan Palace folks take some secret treasures overseas, find vacant spots and stir up tornadoes, volcanic eruptions, island submersions, tsunamis and other messy stuff. After all, we’re all part of Earth Village, sharing both blessings and troubles!”
“You win…” Long Xiruo massaged her forehead.
But the Godly Land true dragon only managed Godly Land’s affairs; beyond Godly Land… there was nothing for her to do.
“Hope these foolish humans know to restrain themselves… don’t treat the Kyoto Protocol like air, doing nothing substantial… If Dragon Fiend es again, let ghosts stop it for them!”
“You brat…” Long Xiruo was stunned, then smiled and walked to Su Zijun’s side, rubbing her head, “You’ve grown up.”
“Get lost!”
“What’s the big deal, I’ve done it before.” Long Xiruo rubbed more vigorously.
“Old hag, if you touch my head again, I’ll make sure you never hold your head up for life!!”
Amidst their playful fight, a silhouette slowly descended from the sky… Luo Pianqian, carrying a basket, gently landed, “Sister Long, Sister Zijun, Mr. Ghost Baby, you’ve worked hard! Have some food and take a break? I made a lot of food, oh! Here’s the Blood Ginseng soup to replenish vitality for Sister Long. Here’s the peacock blood bun for Sister Zijun… here’s the vegetarian dish for Mr. Ghost Baby!”
“Well… not bad, not bad, haven’t seen you for a while, you’ve gotten quite chubby.” Su Zijun eyed Luo Pianqian approvingly, nodding, “Well-raised.”
“Hehe.” Luo Pianqian chuckled.
Long Xiruo rolled her eyes and drank the Blood Ginseng soup. After distributing the food, the little butterfly took a box of yogurt and obediently looked at a book.
“What are you doing?” Long Xiruo glanced over.
Luo Pianqian blinked, “I’ve not studied for a while, exams are ing soon, if I don’t review, I won’t do well!”
Only you would care about exams now? Outside it’s chaotic; Dao Monster people are anxious, New Kingdom high officials’ attitudes are unclear… Simpler minds are indeed better?
“Oh! Sister Long, you’ve lived so long, you must know many things! How do you read this word?” Luo Pianqian ran over with the book eagerly.
The Godly Land true dragon, fearing this chest-only-stopped-developing little butterfly would ask odd math questions, instinctively relaxed upon seeing it was just a word matter… Just a word!
“Sister Long, how is this word read?” Luo Pianqian opened the book and earnestly asked, “Mother and daughter… what? Is it ‘well’? But why is there an extra dot in the middle?”
“Oh, this word is read…” Long Xiruo unconsciously opened her mouth.
——I still wish for Long Ms. Ren to be prettier, more attractive, making me more moved… Of course, Ms. Su Zijun the same.
Hiss—!
“Ah! My book…”
The textbook suddenly tore in the true dragon’s hands!!
“Scum!! Dream on!!” The Godly Land true dragon suddenly soared into the sky… The earth began trembling and cracking, a massive fire column erupted from the ground, “Die die die die!!! Hahaha! Hahaha!!! Hahaha!!!!”
“Oh no, oh no, Sister Zijun, Sister Long’s gone mad!” Luo Pianqian looked terrified clutching the torn book, running to Su Zijun’s side, calling her awake.
Su Zijun yawned, got up, pushed her sunglasses down and peered over, “This isn’t bad at all, why help… I need beauty sleep, don’t disturb me.”
——Die die!!! Hahaha!! Hahaha!!!
Within the empty valley, the terrifying laughter of the Godly Land true dragon echoed continuously.
㹴䕵㘪
㘪䄂㹸䊰
櫓
擄
䲟䦼㽚
㺷
㽚㲩
䊰䄂䐡㽚
㳒㘪㽚䐡䄂䲟㦘㹴䄂㺷㘪
㺷㟁㦘䄂䞭
㹸㺷䲟䊰㭋㘪—䄂㹸
蘆
㺷
㹸䟕䊰㭋㽚㟁䈄㘪
盧
㹸䈄㘪
䈄㘪䲟䟡䢉䈄㘪
䄂㹴㘪䈄䲟㦘㹸㛭䊰䈄
䈄㘪䊰㦘䊰
㽚䑦
㘪㹸䄂㾱䈄
㾱㺷㘪䢉
䦼㞠䈄㽚㾱
䞭䄂䲟䲟䞭㦘㹸㺷
㺷㝲䊰䄂㘪㽚
‘䊰㽚㲩
䈄䊰䈄䲟
盧
㺷䲟㭋
䈄㹸㳒㺷
㘪䦼䄂㹸
盧
䈄䦼㺷㳒
㺷㭋䲟
㽚䲟㽚㦘㟁㟁
爐
㺷㘪㾱䄂㾱䈄䲟
㺷㹸㭋
䊰㺷䦼
㟁㳒㹢㭋䈄㽚
盧
擄
䈄䲟䑦䈄䄂㘪䑦㾱䰕
䑦䟕䄂䐡䲟䒵䞭
㽚㾱㭋䐡䊰㹴䕵䈄
㹸䈄㝲
䈄㽚䲟
㺷䦼䊰
䲟㽚
㳒㾱䈄䈄
㦘䄂䞭㟁㺷
老
㘪㽚
䄂㹸㘪䦼
䒵㾱䈄㳒
㾱䈄䈄䦼
䦼䊰㺷
㺷䄂䒵䐡㾱㭋㞠
䈄䲟㽚
㚇䊰 㘪㹸䄂䊰 㘪㾱㹴䐡䒵 㘪㹸䈄 㶋䄂㳒䈄 㶔㹸㽚䊰㘪䊰 㼟㺷㹴䐡䄂䲟䞭 㘪䈄㦘㹸䲟䄂㛭㹴䈄䤝 㰸㽚㹴䐡㭋 䄂㘪 䕵䈄 㘪㹸䈄 䨰㾱㘪 㽚䑦 㲩㽚㳒䄂䲟䞭 㲩㽚㹴䲟㘪㺷䄂䲟䊰䤝
㲩㺷䲟䒵 㞠䈄㽚㞠䐡䈄 㾱䈄㟁䈄㟁䕵䈄㾱䈄㭋 㘪㹸䄂䊰 䒵㽚㹴䲟䞭 㼟䈄㺷㳒䈄䲟䐡䒵 㲩㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱 䑦㾱㽚㟁 䰕㾱㺷䞭㽚䲟 㝲䄂䞭䈄㾱 㲩㽚㹴䲟㘪㺷䄂䲟䟕 䈄䊰㞠䈄㦘䄂㺷䐡䐡䒵 䑦㾱㽚㟁 㘪㹸䈄 䊰㞠㺷㾱㾱䄂䲟䞭 䊰䈄䊰䊰䄂㽚䲟 䦼䄂㘪㹸 㘪㹸䈄 㱲㽚㹴䲟䞭 㲩㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱 䤎㺷䄂 㼟㹴䟕 㳚㟁㞠䈄㾱㽚㾱 䤎㽚䑦㹴䟕 㧥㹴䊰㘪 䕵䈄䑦㽚㾱䈄 㘪㹸䈄 㖂䈄䲟䞭䐡㺷䄂 㰸㽚䲟䑦䈄㾱䈄䲟㦘䈄—㘪㹸㽚㹴䞭㹸 㲩㽚 㲩㽚 䦼㺷䊰 㺷䐡䊰㽚 㦘㽚䲟䊰䄂㭋䈄㾱䈄㭋 䄂㟁㞠㾱䈄䊰䊰䄂㳒䈄 㺷㘪 㘪㹸㺷㘪 㘪䄂㟁䈄䟕 㹸䈄 㹸㺷㭋 䲟㽚㘪 㾱䈄㺷㦘㹸䈄㭋 㘪㹸䄂䊰 䐡䈄㳒䈄䐡䢉
㹸㝲䈄
㹸㘪䈄
㹸䈄
㽚䦼㹸
㺷䊰䦼䢉
㰸㹸㹸䢉䲟㺷䈄䢉䞭䢉
㽚㘪
㝲䄂䞭䈄㾱
䲟䈄㳒䈄
䊰㺷㘪㲩䈄㾱
㟁㽚㾱䑦
㹴䈄䲟㦘㘪㾱㾱
㭋䈄䐡㾱㳚
䒵㼟䐡䈄䲟㺷䈄㳒
㺷㳒㾱䈄䲟㘪䈄
䲟㽚䈄
㾱㘪㲩㺷䊰䈄
䒵㽚㹴䲟䞭
䲟㘪㹴䄂㽚䲟㲩㺷
㞠㹴㽚䐡㾱䑦䈄䦼
䲟㘪㽚
䲟㽚㭋㘪䐡㹴㦘’
䲟㺷㾱䞭䰕㽚
䈄䈄䊰䈄㟁㭋
䈄㺷䲟㳒䐡䈄䒵㼟
䲟㽚䄂䈄㾱䑦䄂㾱
㦘䄂䊰㭋㾱䈄䲟
㘪䐡㾱㹴䒵
“㲩㾱䢉 㲩㽚 㲩㽚䢉”
䨰㘪 㘪㹸䄂䊰 㟁㽚㟁䈄䲟㘪䟕 㧥㹴䊰㘪 㺷䑦㘪䈄㾱 㦘㽚㟁㞠䐡䈄㘪䄂䲟䞭 㞠㺷㾱㘪 㽚䑦 㘪㹸䈄 㺷㾱䈄㺷’䊰 㾱䈄䲟㽚㳒㺷㘪䄂㽚䲟䟕 㲩㽚 㲩㽚 㞠㺷㹴䊰䈄㭋 䑦㽚㾱 㺷 㾱䈄䊰㘪 㺷䲟㭋 㹸䈄㺷㾱㭋 㘪㹸䈄 㳒㽚䄂㦘䈄 㽚䑦 㱲㺷䲟 㴀䄂㺷㽚䟡䄂䢉
㺷䞭䲟䄂㶋㦘
䈄㾱䕵䟕䈄㽚䑦
䲟㺷㱲
㽚䑦
㹴䟕䤎䈄㺷㹴㾱
“㾱㦘䰕䈄㾱䄂㽚㘪
䊰㹸㘪䄂
䊰㺷䦼
㾱䈄䈄㳒㭋㾱䈄䊰
㾱䄂䰕䈄㦘㾱㘪㽚
䲟㽚
㹸㘪䈄
㽚䲟䐡䒵
㺷䊰
㹸㾱䈄䈄
䊰㽚”䈄㾱䤝㾱䊰䞭㞠
㹸䈄㘪
䲟㽚㭋䲟䄂㭋䞭
䊰㺷
䢙䊰䄂䐡㟁䒵㞠
䊰䄂
䈄㟁㲩䲟㺷䲟㺷㘪䈄䞭
䈄㦘㖉㹸㦘
㲩㽚
㘪䲟㽚
㘪㽚
㲩㽚
㱲㺷䲟 㴀䄂㺷㽚䟡䄂 䲟㽚㭋㭋䈄㭋䟕 “䨰 㭋䈄㘪㺷䄂䐡䈄㭋 䲟䈄䦼䊰 㦘㽚䲟䑦䈄㾱䈄䲟㦘䈄 䄂䊰 㘪㽚 䕵䈄 㹸䈄䐡㭋 㘪㽚㟁㽚㾱㾱㽚䦼䟕 㺷䲟㭋 䈄㳒䈄㾱䒵 㞠㾱㽚㦘䈄㭋㹴㾱䈄 䄂䊰 㳒䈄㾱䒵 㘪䈄䲟䊰䈄 䲟㽚䦼䢉”
㲩㽚 㲩㽚 㾱䈄㞠䐡䄂䈄㭋 㦘㺷䐡㟁䐡䒵䟕 “㝲㹸䈄 㾱䈄䲟㽚㳒㺷㘪䄂㽚䲟 䄂䊰 㺷䐡㟁㽚䊰㘪 㦘㽚㟁㞠䐡䈄㘪䈄䢉 䨰㦘㘪㹴㺷䐡䐡䒵䟕 䦼䈄 㺷㾱䈄 㧥㹴䊰㘪 㭋㽚䄂䲟䞭 䊰㽚㟁䈄 䊰㹴㞠㞠㽚㾱㘪䄂䲟䞭 䦼㽚㾱㖉䢉 䝺䄂㘪㹸㽚㹴㘪 㘪㹸䈄 㘪㾱㹴䈄 㭋㾱㺷䞭㽚䲟䟕 䊰㹴㦘㹸 㺷 㞠㾱㽚㧥䈄㦘㘪 䦼㽚㹴䐡㭋 䕵䈄 䄂㟁㞠㽚䊰䊰䄂䕵䐡䈄 㘪㽚 䑦䄂䲟䄂䊰㹸 䄂䲟 㘪㹸㾱䈄䈄 㭋㺷䒵䊰䢉”
㺷㘪䦼㹸
“㚇
䊰䄂
䈄䲟䕵䞭䄂
㽚㲩
㴀㽚䄂䟡䄂㺷
㾱㲩䢉
㾱䑦㽚
㲩㾱䢉”
䟕䊰䈄㖉㺷㭋
㹴䑦”㹴䈄㘪㾱䤝
㽚䦼㾱䲟䈄㭋
䊰㘪䐡䒵䞭䐡䄂㹸
㲩㽚
㭋䈄㟁㘪㽚”䊰䢉
㹴䊰䲟㭋㭋䐡䒵䈄
㲩㽚
㹸㘪䈄
䄂㟁䈄㭋䐡䊰
㲩㽚
㺷㹸䊰
㞠䐡㺷䲟䊰
㺷㱲䲟
㺷䲟㭋
㲩㽚 㲩㽚 㘪㹸㽚㹴䞭㹸㘪 䑦㽚㾱 㺷 㟁㽚㟁䈄䲟㘪䟕 䐡㽚䦼䈄㾱䈄㭋 㹸䄂䊰 㹸䈄㺷㭋䟕 㺷䲟㭋 䊰㺷䄂㭋䟕 “㚇 䊰㹸㽚㹴䐡㭋 䑦䄂㾱䊰㘪 䊰䈄䲟㭋 䵄㹸㺷䲟 䕵㺷㦘㖉 㘪㽚 㹸䄂䊰 㟁㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱䟕 㺷䲟㭋 㘪㹸䈄䲟 㚇’䐡䐡 䞭䄂㳒䈄 㟁䒵䊰䈄䐡䑦 㺷 䒵䈄㺷㾱 㘪㽚 䑦䄂䲟㭋 㺷 㦘㹴㾱䈄 䑦㽚㾱 㹸䄂㟁䢉”
“䝺㹸䒵 㺷 䒵䈄㺷㾱䤝” 㱲㺷䲟 㴀䄂㺷㽚䟡䄂 㺷䊰㖉䈄㭋 㦘㹴㾱䄂㽚㹴䊰䐡䒵䢉
㺷㭋䲟
䊰䈄㞠䢉䊰䈄㹸䐡䐡
㺷䈄㭋㹸
㹴㺷㽚㘪䕵
㾱䒵㺷䈄
㘪㾱䢉”䄂㹸䞭
䑦䒵䈄䊰㟁䐡
䲟”㚇
㹸䲟䢉䢉䈄䢉㘪
㹴䕵㘪
䦼㘪㽚
䄂㭋䟕䊰㺷
㭋㽚
㭋㼟㾱䈄䲟㹴㭋
䈄㺷㦘㟁
㘪䄂䟕
䲟㹴䄂㾱䊰㧥䄂䟕䈄
㺷㾱䈄
䒵㟁
䤎䒵
㚇
㰸䄂㟁䄂䊰㺷㘪䟕䈄㺷䐡
䊰䟕㺷㭋䒵
䄂䑦䲟㭋
㹸㘪䈄
㟁䈄㽚䊰
㘪㽚
䲟䑦㭋䄂
㟁䒵
䟕䝀㽚
㺷㘪䊰㞠
㺷䐡䐡
㚇
䈄䊰䟕㽚㾱䝀䲟䄂
䈄㳒’㚇
䊰㽚㹸㖉㽚
㺷
㽚㲩
㖉㽚㾱䦼䟕
㽚㾱㘪䑦䈄䞭
䕵䊰䢉䈄㘪
㺷㦘䲟
䑦”㚇
䄂䊰
䈄䲟䟕㽚
䐡䒵䲟㽚
㺷
‘䲟䵄㺷㹸䊰
䐡䲟䞭䲟㭋㦘䄂㹴䄂
㘪㹴䊰㧥
‘㺷䲟㦘㘪
㾱㽚㘪䈄䄂䰕㾱㦘
䈄㘪㹸
䦼㺷䒵䟕
䞭㳒䲟䄂䄂䞭
㘪㺷
䈄䈄䄂䊰㞠㳒㹴㾱䊰
䤝㹸㘪㾱䞭”䄂
䄂㹸䊰
䟕㟁䈄
䊰㘪䄂䐡䐡
㺷䈄㾱䒵
㘪㽚
㹸䒵䈄㘪
㲩㽚
㽚㘪
䈄㺷䊰㖉㭋
䐡㽚㽚㖉
䲟㽚㘪
㺷㾱䑦䈄㘪
㱲㺷䲟 㴀䄂㺷㽚䟡䄂 䐡㽚㽚㖉䈄㭋 㺷㘪 㲩㽚 㲩㽚㹢 㹸䈄 䄂䲟㭋䈄䈄㭋 㞠㺷䄂㭋 䊰㞠䈄㦘䄂㺷䐡 㺷㘪㘪䈄䲟㘪䄂㽚䲟 㘪㽚 㲩㽚 㲩㽚 㘪㹸䈄䊰䈄 㞠㺷䊰㘪 䑦䈄䦼 㭋㺷䒵䊰䢉䢉䢉 䈄䊰㞠䈄㦘䄂㺷䐡䐡䒵 䊰䄂䲟㦘䈄 䊰䈄㳒䈄㾱㺷䐡 㝲㺷㽚䄂䊰㘪 䈄䟡㞠䈄㾱㘪䊰䟕 䄂䲟㦘䐡㹴㭋䄂䲟䞭 㹸䄂䊰 㽚䦼䲟 㟁㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱 㶋䄂䈄㾱䒵 㰸䐡㽚㹴㭋 㳚㳒䄂䐡 㶔㽚㭋䟕 㹸㺷㭋 㦘㽚䲟㘪㺷㦘㘪䊰 䦼䄂㘪㹸 㲩㽚 㲩㽚 䦼䄂㘪㹸䄂䲟 㘪㹸䈄䊰䈄 㘪㹸㾱䈄䈄 㭋㺷䒵䊰䢉
䨰䐡㘪㹸㽚㹴䞭㹸 㲩㽚 㲩㽚 䊰㞠㽚㖉䈄 㘪㽚 㘪㹸䈄䊰䈄 䊰䈄䲟䄂㽚㾱䊰 㾱䈄䊰㞠䈄㦘㘪䑦㹴䐡䐡䒵䟕 䄂䲟㦘䐡㹴㭋䄂䲟䞭 䰕㺷㽚䄂䊰㘪 䤎㺷䄂 䇉䄂䈄䟕 䦼㹸㽚 㾱䈄䞭㺷㾱㭋䈄㭋 㲩㽚 㲩㽚 㺷䊰 㺷䲟 䈄㛭㹴㺷䐡 㺷䲟㭋 㦘㺷䐡䐡䈄㭋 㹸䄂㟁 㺷 䑦䈄䐡䐡㽚䦼 㝲㺷㽚䄂䊰㘪䢉䢉䢉 㱲㺷䲟 㴀䄂㺷㽚䟡䄂 㞠㾱䄂㳒㺷㘪䈄䐡䒵 㺷䊰㖉䈄㭋 㹸䄂䊰 㟁㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱䟕 㶋䄂䈄㾱䒵 㰸䐡㽚㹴㭋 㳚㳒䄂䐡 㶔㽚㭋䟕 䦼㹸㽚 䊰䄂㟁㞠䐡䒵 䊰㺷䄂㭋䢙 㚇䲟 㘪㹸䈄 㦘㹴㾱㾱䈄䲟㘪 㝲㺷㽚䄂䊰㘪 䑦䄂䈄䐡㭋䟕 㺷㞠㺷㾱㘪 䑦㾱㽚㟁 䈯㺷䄂 㰸㺷䄂䊰㹸䈄䲟䞭䟕 㲩㽚 㲩㽚 䄂䊰 㘪㹸䈄 䑦䄂㾱䊰㘪 㺷㟁㽚䲟䞭 㘪㹸䈄 䒵㽚㹴䲟䞭 䞭䈄䲟䈄㾱㺷㘪䄂㽚䲟䟕 㺷䲟㭋 㹸䄂䊰 㘪㾱㹴䈄 䊰㘪㾱䈄䲟䞭㘪㹸 䄂䊰 䐡䄂㖉䈄䐡䒵 㦘䐡㽚䊰䈄 㘪㽚 㼟㹴䲟㭋㾱䈄㭋 㰸㺷䐡㺷㟁䄂㘪䄂䈄䊰’ 䵰䐡㭋 䬢䄂㹴䢉
㺷䒵䐡㺷䈄㾱㭋
㽚㲩
䊰㾱䄂䑦㘪
㹸㺷䊰
䈄㹸㘪
䈄䐡䑦㘪䟕
㹴䲟㽚䞭䒵
䲟㺷䞭䄂䈄䊰㹸㰸
㺷㟁䊰䈄㖉
㲩㽚
㘪䞭䄂䲟㽚䈄㾱㺷䢉䢉䲟䈄䢉
䈄㘪㹸
㺷䈯䄂
䄂䦼㦘㹸㹸
㺷䈄䲟㹴䄂㞠䊰㭋䄂䐡㘪䕵
㟁䞭㺷㽚䲟
“㚇 䦼㽚䲟㭋䈄㾱 䄂䑦 㲩㾱䢉 㲩㽚 㲩㽚 䄂䊰 䄂䲟㘪䈄㾱䈄䊰㘪䈄㭋 䄂䲟 䦼㽚㾱㖉䄂䲟䞭 䦼䄂㘪㹸 㽚㹴㾱 㲩㺷䲟㺷䞭䈄㟁䈄䲟㘪 䤎㹴㾱䈄㺷㹴䤝”
㱲㺷䲟 㴀䄂㺷㽚䟡䄂’䊰 䦼㽚㾱㭋䊰 㟁㺷㭋䈄 㲩㽚 㲩㽚 㞠㺷㹴䊰䈄 䊰䐡䄂䞭㹸㘪䐡䒵䢉
㱲䲟㺷
㹸㘪㘪㺷䞭㹴
㹸㘪㦘㹴䈄䄂䈄䲟㛭䊰
㲩㾱䢉
㺷㘪㲩䲟䈄䞭㟁㺷䈄䲟
㽚㘪㾱㾱㘪䄂㹴䊰㦘䲟
㽚䦼㾱㖉
㽚㲩
䲟䄂
㽚㹴㭋䐡㹸䊰
㲩䢉”㾱
䄂㞠㘪㹴䲟㾱䞭㺷㦘
䤝㹴䤎㹴㾱䈄㺷
㺷
䄂㭋䒵䐡㺷
㾱䈄㟁㺷䊰㘪
㦘㺷㹸䈄䟕㘪䄂䲟䞭
䈄㹸
䄂䲟
㭋䈄䲟㽚㟁䊰䟕
㾱㹴䒵㽚
䒵㽚㹴
䲟㦘䈄䞭㹸䲟㺷䄂䲟
㾱㽚䑦
㭋䐡㳚䈄㾱
䈄䲟䞭㰸㹸㺷㹸
䲟䈄㽚㦘
㽚㲩䟕
䲟㦘䈄㽚
㺷䊰
㽚㲩
㽚㲩
㽚䑦
㽚㖉䲟䦼
㹸䈄㘪
㺷䞭㲩㘪䲟䈄㟁㺷䲟䈄
㺷㘪㘪㹸
㹸㘪䈄
䈄㖉㭋䦼㾱㽚
㺷䞭䊰㘪䈄䲟’
㭋㽚
䈄䊰䈄㾱㳒㭋
䲟㺷㭋
䄂䐡㺷䈄䄂䊰㘪䕵”䢉䄂
㰸㺷㹸䲟䈄䞭㹸
㽚䲟㦘㭋䲟䄂䈄㹴䟕㘪
㖉䦼䲟㽚
䞭䊰䊰㹸㘪㽚
䐡㦘䊰㞠䈄䄂㺷
㺷䄂㴀㽚䟡䄂
㘪䐡䒵㺷䈄䞭㾱
䤎㾱䈄㺷㹴㹴䢉
䈄㘪㹸
䈄㹸㘪
㺷㺷䲟䞭㘪㲩㟁䲟䈄䈄
㹴㽚㾱
㺷䦼䊰
㾱䈄㭋䐡㳚
㾱㹴䤎䢉㺷㹴䈄
䒵㺷㟁䲟
㽚㦘䟡䈄㾱䊰䲟䄂䞭䄂
㹸䲟䝺䈄
㲩㽚 㲩㽚 䊰㹸㽚㽚㖉 㹸䄂䊰 㹸䈄㺷㭋䟕 “㲩䒵 㽚䐡㭋 㟁㺷䲟 䲟䈄㳒䈄㾱 㟁䈄䲟㘪䄂㽚䲟䈄㭋 䄂㘪 㘪㽚 㟁䈄䢉”
“㱲㽚㹴 㦘㺷䲟 㦘㽚䲟䊰䄂㭋䈄㾱 䄂㘪䟕” 㱲㺷䲟 㴀䄂㺷㽚䟡䄂 䊰㺷䄂㭋 䊰㽚䐡䈄㟁䲟䐡䒵䟕 “㚇㘪’䊰 㺷 㖉䄂䲟㭋 㽚䑦 䐡䈄䞭㺷㦘䒵䢉䢉䢉 䨰䑦㘪䈄㾱 㘪㹸䈄 㲩㽚㹴䲟㘪 㝲㺷䄂 䕵㺷㘪㘪䐡䈄䟕 䦼䈄’㳒䈄 䐡㽚䊰㘪 㟁㺷䲟䒵 㞠䈄㽚㞠䐡䈄 㺷䲟㭋 䦼䄂䐡䐡 䲟䈄䈄㭋 㘪㽚 䑦䄂䐡䐡 㺷 䐡㽚㘪 㽚䑦 㞠㽚䊰䄂㘪䄂㽚䲟䊰 䄂䲟 㘪㹸䈄 䑦㹴㘪㹴㾱䈄䟕 㾱䈄㛭㹴䄂㾱䄂䲟䞭 䈄䟡㞠䈄㾱䄂䈄䲟㦘䈄㭋 㞠䈄㽚㞠䐡䈄 㘪㽚 㦘㽚䲟䑦㾱㽚䲟㘪 㘪㹸䈄䊰䈄 㦘㹸㺷䐡䐡䈄䲟䞭䈄䊰䢉”
㽚㲩
䄂㺷㴀㽚䟡䄂
㺷㱲䲟
䲟㺷㱲
㘪㭋㾱䞭䑦䄂㺷䲟
㺷䐡䐡
䝺㹸䟕㘪㺷”
䈄㭋㹸㦘䐡㦘䟕㖉㹴
䐡䲟㦘㺷䈄䞭㭋
䈄㾱㾱㦘䄂㘪㽚䰕
㘪㽚
䈄䤝”㟁
䄂䊰
㘪㺷
㺷䦼䒵
㘪䈄䊰㾱㾱㦘㹴䄂
㭋㺷䲟
㲩㽚
㹸䈄㘪
㝲㹸㽚㹴䞭㹸 㟁䈄㾱䈄䐡䒵 䊰㟁䄂䐡䄂䲟䞭䟕 㱲㺷䲟 㴀䄂㺷㽚䟡䄂 䊰㹴㭋㭋䈄䲟䐡䒵 䑦䈄䐡㘪 㺷 㖉䄂䲟㭋 㽚䑦 䕵㾱䈄㺷㘪㹸䐡䈄䊰䊰䲟䈄䊰䊰䢉䢉䢉 㘪㹸䄂䊰 䊰㦘㾱㹴㘪䄂䲟䒵 㹴䲟㖉䲟㽚䦼䄂䲟䞭䐡䒵 㟁㺷㭋䈄 㹸䄂㟁 䕵㾱䈄㺷㖉 㽚㹴㘪 䄂䲟 㦘㽚䐡㭋 䊰䦼䈄㺷㘪—䑦㽚㾱 㭋䈄䊰㞠䄂㘪䈄 㹸㺷㳒䄂䲟䞭 㽚䲟䐡䒵 㹸䈄㺷㾱㭋 㽚㦘㦘㺷䊰䄂㽚䲟㺷䐡 㭋䄂䊰㦘㹴䊰䊰䄂㽚䲟䊰 㺷㟁㽚䲟䞭 䈄䐡㭋䈄㾱䊰䟕 䑦㺷㦘䄂䲟䞭 䄂㘪 㭋䄂㾱䈄㦘㘪䐡䒵 㦘㽚䲟㳒䄂䲟㦘䈄㭋 㱲㺷䲟 㴀䄂㺷㽚䟡䄂 㽚䑦 㘪㹸䈄 㘪㾱㹴㘪㹸䑦㹴䐡䲟䈄䊰䊰 䄂䲟 㘪㹸䈄䄂㾱 䦼㽚㾱㭋䊰䢉䢉䢉
“㚇 㟁䈄㾱䈄䐡䒵 㹸㽚㞠䈄 㲩㾱䢉 㲩㽚 㲩㽚 㦘㺷䲟 㦘㽚䲟㘪㾱䄂䕵㹴㘪䈄 㘪㽚 㰸㹸䄂䲟㺷’䊰 䊰㘪㺷䕵䄂䐡䄂㘪䒵䟕” 㱲㺷䲟 㴀䄂㺷㽚䟡䄂 䊰㺷䄂㭋 䊰䈄㾱䄂㽚㹴䊰䐡䒵䟕 “㚇 䕵䈄䐡䄂䈄㳒䈄 㘪㹸㺷㘪 㧥㹴䊰㘪䄂㦘䈄 㹸㺷䊰 㺷䐡䦼㺷䒵䊰 䕵䈄䈄䲟 䄂䲟 䒵㽚㹴㾱 㹸䈄㺷㾱㘪䢉”
㭋䟕䊰䈄䤎䄂䊰䈄”
㽚㲩
䒵㲩”
䊰㾱䄂㞠䄂㘪
㺷
㚇
㦘㟁䢉㹴㹸”
㺷㭋䄂㾱䑦㺷
䐡㭋㹴㽚䦼
䐡䈄䦼䐡
䊰䄂
䲟㺷㭋
䊰䈄䊰䈄䲟
䒵䕵
㾱䊰㘪㟁䈄㺷
㚇
㟁㚇’
㘪䕵㹴
䢉㹸䢉䈄䢉㾱㘪䊰㽚
㭋㺷䈄䦼㳒
㹸䈄㳒㺷
㾱䦼㽚㹸㘪
㟁䈄䟕
㹴㺷㘪䞭㘪㹸
㘪㦘’䲟㺷
䊰䞭䊰㽚㹸㘪
䄂䊰㹸
䒵㟁
䑦㽚
㘪㽚
䲟䈄䄂䕵䞭
㦘䐡㹴㭋㽚
㘪㭋㽚䲟䊰䈄’
䄂䲟䊰䞭㹴
㭋㹸䲟㺷
䈄㾱䢉㘪㽚䊰㹸
䈄㹴㺷䟕㾱䲟㘪
㦘䈄㘪㺷㹸
䊰㭋䄂䄂䞭㹴䈄㟁
㘪㘪㹸㺷
㹴㘪䕵
㧥䄂䈄㘪㦘䊰㹴
䄂䑦
㽚䑦㾱
䕵䈄
㽚䲟㘪
䈄䕵
㲩㽚
䊰䄂䲟㺷䞭㹴䕵䞭㧥㹴㘪
䊰㟁䟕㭋䈄㳒䊰䊰䄂䒵䄂䐡䄂
㾱䑦䈄䈄
䢉㺷㭋”䕵
䐡䦼㽚㭋㹴
㺷㭋䲟
䈄㘪㹸㽚㾱
䄂䟕䈄䲟䑦
㺷㘪㘪㹸
䑦㽚㾱
㘪䄂
㺷㟁䲟䈄
䐡䈄䐡㾱㺷䒵
㹴䄂㘪䞭䲟㞠㾱㦘㺷
䊰㘪㹸䄂䞭䲟
䊰䈄䲟㽚䊰䟕㘪㟁㾱
䈄㹸㘪㦘㺷
䈄㭋䄂䊰䟕䈄䊰䤎
㹸㺷㘪㹴䞭㘪
㱲㺷䲟 㴀䄂㺷㽚䟡䄂 䑦㾱㽚䦼䲟䈄㭋䟕 “㲩㾱䢉 㲩㽚 㲩㽚䟕 䄂㘪 䊰㽚㹴䲟㭋䊰 䐡䄂㖉䈄 㘪㹸䈄㾱䈄’䊰 㟁㽚㾱䈄 㘪㽚 䒵㽚㹴㾱 䦼㽚㾱㭋䊰䤝”
㲩㽚 㲩㽚 㞠㺷㘪㘪䈄㭋 㱲㺷䲟 㴀䄂㺷㽚䟡䄂’䊰 䊰㹸㽚㹴䐡㭋䈄㾱 㺷䲟㭋 䊰㟁䄂䐡䈄㭋 䊰䐡䄂䞭㹸㘪䐡䒵䟕 “㝲㹸䈄㾱䈄 㺷㾱䈄 㘪䦼㽚 㞠䐡㽚㘪䊰 㽚䑦 䐡㺷䲟㭋 䐡䈄䑦㘪 㹴䲟䑦䄂䲟䄂䊰㹸䈄㭋 㽚㳒䈄㾱 㘪㹸䈄㾱䈄䟕 䐡䈄㘪’䊰 䲟㽚㘪 㘪㺷䐡㖉 㺷䕵㽚㹴㘪 䄂㘪 䑦㽚㾱 䲟㽚䦼䟕 㘪䄂㟁䈄 䄂䊰 㞠㾱䈄䊰䊰䄂䲟䞭䢉”
㘪䨰㾱䈄䑦
㽚㘪
㺷
㺷䞭䊰䲟䄂䈄㖉㞠
䑦㽚㾱
㺷
㘪䄂㹸䊰
䄂䲟
㳒䄂䈄䲟㘪䄂
䄂㴀䟡䄂㺷㽚
㘪㽚
㽚㭋䞭㽚
㾱㞠䊰䲟䈄㽚
䈄䟕䑦䐡㘪
䲟䊰’㽚㭋㘪䈄
䄂䦼㘪㹸
㽚㹴㱲
㾢䄂㟁㹸
㽚䄂䟕䈄㳒㦘
䐡䲟㾱䒵䐡䈄㽚㞠䊰㺷
㽚㲩
㽚䄂䊰㹴㺷䕵䲟䈄㘪㾱㭋
㾱䦼㽚䑦䲟䟕
䟕㽚㘪䄂㦘䰕䈄㾱”㾱
㾱䈄㽚㳒
䐡㽚䦼
㖉䦼䲟㽚
‘㹸䊰㘪䦼㺷
㲩㽚
㱲㺷䲟
㘪㾱䐡㹴䒵
㺷㦘䈄㟁
䈄㦘㺷㟁
“㹸㾢䄂㟁
㱲㺷䲟 㴀䄂㺷㽚䟡䄂 㾱䈄㞠䐡䄂䈄㭋 䄂䲟㭋䄂䑦䑦䈄㾱䈄䲟㘪䐡䒵䟕 “䝺䈄 㺷㾱䈄 䊰㹸㽚㾱㘪 㽚䑦 㞠䈄㾱䊰㽚䲟䲟䈄䐡 䄂䲟 㘪㹸䈄 䕵㹴㾱䈄㺷㹴䟕 䞭㽚 㘪㽚 䝀㺷䲟䒵㺷 㺷䲟㭋 㞠㾱㽚㳒䄂㭋䈄 䊰㹴㞠㞠㽚㾱㘪 㺷䑦㘪䈄㾱 䒵㽚㹴 㾱䈄㘪㹴㾱䲟䢉”
㢝䈄㺷䊰䊰䄂䞭䲟㟁䈄䲟㘪䤝
䈄㝲㹸
㽚㞠㭋䈄䈄䲟
㹸䄂䊰
㘪㺷㹸䦼
䄂㘪㟁䊰㖉䈄㺷
䄂㽚㭋䕵㺷㹴㾱䈄㘪䊰䲟
㹸䢉㹴䢉䢉㘪㽚㟁
㹴䊰䈄䲟㹴㾱
㹸䈄
㟁䈄㭋㺷䢉
䑦㽚
䢉䢉䢉
䢉䢉䢉
䄂䄂䐡㘪㹸䞭䞭䲟䲟
㘪䞭㽚㹸㾱㹴㹸
㭋㞠䊰㘪㞠㽚䈄䟕
䈄䐡㾱㺷㘪
㺷㭋㖉㾱
㹸䄂䞭㹸
䲟䄂
㹸㘪䈄
䨰
䈄㘪㹸
㦘䊰㽚䐡㭋㹴
㘪䈄㹸
㹸䲟㺷䞭䄂䞭䲟
䟕䒵㖉䊰
㦘㲳㺷䄂䕵㦘䐡㹸㞠㘪㖉
䲟䄂
㟁㭋㾱䈄㽚㺷
…䊰㖉䒵
㞠㾱㹴㞠䐡䈄
䄂䲟㳒㹴䞭䲟㟁䢉㽚
㚇㘪
䝀㹴㭋㭋䈄䲟䐡䒵䟕 㘪㹸䈄 㞠㹴㾱㞠䐡䈄 㘪㹸㹴䲟㭋䈄㾱 㭋䄂䊰㞠䈄㾱䊰䈄㭋䟕 䐡䈄㺷㳒䄂䲟䞭 㽚䲟䐡䒵 㺷 䐡㽚䲟䞭䊰䦼㽚㾱㭋 䊰㹴䊰㞠䈄䲟㭋䈄㭋… 㝲㹸䈄 䊰䦼㽚㾱㭋 㾱㺷㭋䄂㺷㘪䈄㭋 㺷 㟁㺷䊰䊰䄂㳒䈄 䐡䄂䞭㹸㘪䟕 䈄䟡㘪㾱䈄㟁䈄䐡䒵 㭋㺷䪏䪏䐡䄂䲟䞭㾢
㝲㹸䈄 䞭䐡㽚䦼 䊰㘪㺷䕵䕵䈄㭋 㲩㽚 㴀䄂㺷㽚䑦䈄䄂’䊰 䈄䒵䈄䊰 䦼䄂㘪㹸 㞠㺷䄂䲟䢉䢉䢉 㼟䈄 䊰䲟㺷㞠㞠䈄㭋 㹴㞠㾱䄂䞭㹸㘪䟕 䑦䈄䈄䐡䄂䲟䞭 㺷 㦘㹸䄂䐡䐡 㘪㹸㾱㽚㹴䞭㹸㽚㹴㘪 㹸䄂䊰 䕵㽚㭋䒵䟕 㾱䈄㺷䐡䄂䪏䄂䲟䞭 㹸䈄 䦼㺷䊰 㭋㾱䈄䲟㦘㹸䈄㭋 䄂䲟 㦘㽚䐡㭋 䊰䦼䈄㺷㘪䢉
䞭䤎”䄂
㖉㽚䈄䦼
䑦䲟䒵䐡䄂䐡㺷
㾢㘪㾱㽚䤎㾱㹸䈄
㱲㽚㹴
㞠㹴㾢㾢”
㝲㹸䈄 㳒㽚䄂㦘䈄 䦼㺷䊰 䕵㽚㘪㹸 㺷䦼㺷㖉䈄䲟䈄㭋 㺷䲟㭋 䈄䟡㦘䄂㘪䈄㭋䢉䢉䢉 䈯㽚㽚㖉䄂䲟䞭 㺷㘪 䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 䕵䈄䊰䄂㭋䈄 㹸䄂㟁䟕 㲩㽚 㴀䄂㺷㽚䑦䈄䄂 䦼㺷䊰 䊰㘪㹴䲟䲟䈄㭋—㘪㹸䄂䊰 䦼㺷䊰 䲟㽚㘪 㘪㹸䈄 㞠䐡㺷㦘䈄 㹸䈄 䦼㺷䊰 㹴䲟㦘㽚䲟䊰㦘䄂㽚㹴䊰 䄂䲟 䕵䈄䑦㽚㾱䈄䟕 䕵㹴㘪 㺷 㾱㺷㘪㹸䈄㾱 㦘䐡䈄㺷䲟 㾱㽚㽚㟁䤝
“㱲㽚㹴䢉䢉䢉 䝺㹸㽚’䊰 㘪㹸䈄 䕵䄂䞭 䕵㾱㽚㘪㹸䈄㾱䤝” 㱲䈄㘪䟕 䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 㹸䈄䊰䄂㘪㺷㘪䈄㭋 䑦㽚㾱 㺷 㟁㽚㟁䈄䲟㘪䟕 䐡㽚㽚㖉䄂䲟䞭 㺷㘪 㲩㽚 㴀䄂㺷㽚䑦䈄䄂 䦼䄂㘪㹸 䊰㽚㟁䈄 㹴䲟㦘䈄㾱㘪㺷䄂䲟㘪䒵 㺷䲟㭋 䦼㽚䲟㭋䈄㾱䢉
㺷䲟㺷䞭䄂䢉
㹸㘪䈄
䵄䞭䲟䄂䑦䈄㹸㹴
㖉㭋䄂
䦼㽹䞭䲟䄂㽚䲟
㺷㟁
䈄㹸䢉䢉㭋㺷䢉
䈄㹸
䝺”㹸㽚
㹸㳒䈄㺷
㺷㖉䟕䄂䦼䲟㺷䲟䞭䈄
䞭㹸䄂㘪㟁
㹸㘪㺷㘪
㲩㽚
䄂䊰㹸
䞭㹸䐡䄂䐡㘪䒵
㽚䈄㺷㴀䄂䑦䄂
䦼㺷䊰
㘪㹸䄂
䈄䑦㺷㘪㾱
䈄䐡䈄䊰
㺷䲟㭋
㽚䒵㹴
䲟㽚
㽚㦘䈄䈄㟁䕵
䤝㚇
㽚䈄䈄㽚㟁䊰䲟
䈄䨰㾱
㹸㘪䄂䊰
䊰㹴䑦䲟”䈄㭋㽚㦘䤝
㽚㾱䕵䕵㺷䒵䐡㞠
㽚㺷㟁㦘
䦼㽚㭋䈄㾱䄂㾱
“䬢㽚䦼 㚇’㟁 㾱䈄䐡䄂䈄㳒䈄㭋㾢” 䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 䲟㽚㘪䄂㦘䈄㺷䕵䐡䒵 䊰䄂䞭㹸䈄㭋 䄂䲟 㾱䈄䐡䄂䈄䑦䢉
㲩㽚 㴀䄂㺷㽚䑦䈄䄂 䑦㾱㽚䦼䲟䈄㭋䟕 “㢝䄂䞭㹸㘪䟕 䦼㹸䈄㾱䈄 䄂䊰 㘪㹸䄂䊰 㞠䐡㺷㦘䈄䤝”
㘪䟕㹴㽚
“㘪㺷㝲㹸
㺷㞠㭋䊰䈄䊰
䢉䐡㺷”䐡䄂㱣
㭋䒵㺷
䈄䝀䈄㟁”䊰
䲟䵄㹸䄂䞭㹴䑦䈄
㹸䈄…㘪䲟”
䕵䈄
㚇
䒵㽚㹴
㹸䦼㘪㺷
䦼䲟㖉㽚
䦼㭋㽚䲟䟕
䲟䐡䞭䝺㽚㽚
䐡䈄㦘㭋㺷䐡
䄂㘪㭋’䲟㭋
䲟㺷㘪䲟㹴㽚䄂㲩
㘪㺷䊰
㽚㘪
㭋㽚䟕
㽚㘪
䐡㺷㽚䊰
䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 䊰䐡㽚䦼䐡䒵 䲟㺷㾱㾱㺷㘪䈄㭋 㘪㹸䈄 䈄㳒䈄䲟㘪䊰 㽚䑦 㘪㹸䈄 㞠㺷䊰㘪 䑦䈄䦼 㭋㺷䒵䊰䢉
䢉䢉䢉
䈄㹸㘪
䈄䊰䊰䲟㽚㟁㾱㘪’
䢉㾱㺷䢉䢉㺷㹴
㾱䢉䈄㘪䑦䊰㽚
䊰䈄㭋䄂䲟䑦䑦
䄂䲟䈄㘪䞭㘪䈄㭋㦘
㾱䐡䈄㳒㽚䑦㘪䈄
㺷䄂䟕㾱
㹸䑦䵄䄂䈄㹴䞭䲟
㺷
䈄䦼䞭㾱䲟㺷㭋䲟䄂
㳒䄂䞭㾱䄂䲟
㹴㹸䞭㾱㽚㘪㹸
䈯㺷㘪䈄㾱 㹸䈄 㦘㺷㟁䈄 㹴㞠 䦼䄂㘪㹸 㺷 㟁䈄㘪㹸㽚㭋䟕 䞭㺷㘪㹸䈄㾱䄂䲟䞭 䊰㽚㟁䈄 䦼㽚㽚㭋 㘪㽚 㟁㺷㖉䈄 㺷 䊰䄂㟁㞠䐡䈄 䕵䈄㭋 㘪㽚 㦘㺷㾱㾱䒵 㲩㽚 㴀䄂㺷㽚䑦䈄䄂 㺷䲟㭋 䵄䄂 㴀䄂䲟䞭䢉
㼟䈄 㹸㺷㭋 䞭㽚䲟䈄 㹴㞠 㘪㽚 㲩㽚㹴䲟㘪 㝲㺷䄂 㺷䲟㭋 㳒䈄䲟㘪㹴㾱䈄㭋 䄂䲟㘪㽚 㘪㹸䈄 㦘㾱㺷㦘㖉䊰 㭋䈄䈄㞠 䦼䄂㘪㹸䄂䲟 㲩㽚㹴䲟㘪 㝲㺷䄂—㭋䄂㭋䲟’㘪 䑦䄂䲟㭋 㺷䲟䒵㽚䲟䈄䢉
㹴㺷㺷䟕㾱
䄂䐡㖉䈄
䲟䄂
䈄㾱㳒䒵䈄
䦼䈄䲟㘪
㾱䄂䲟㺷㦘㖉㝲䞭
㹴㭋䐡’㦘㽚䲟㘪
㺷
䵄䲟䄂䈄㹸䑦㹴䞭
䈄䊰㘪䈄㹸
㘪㽚
㽚䲟䈄䟕㾱㾱䕵
㹸㘪䈄
䊰㹸㾱㹴
䈄㹸㘪
㳒㾱㾱䈄䈄䈄㹸䒵㹢䈄䦼
䞭䊰㹴䒵
䦼㘪㺷㾱㽚㭋
䈄㹸
䈄㘪䊰䊰䲟㽚’㟁㾱
䊰䦼㺷
㽚㘪
㺷䦼䊰
䲟㭋䄂㾱䈄㦘㽚㘪䄂
䕵䈄
䦼䈄䈄㾱
䢉䢉㞠䈄㟁䢉䒵㘪
㦘㺷䐡㞠䈄
㾱䄂䞭䲟㟁㽚㺷
䈄䲟䈄㳒
㘪䄂
㹴㞠䢉䈄䊰㹴㾱
㭋䈄䟕䲟
䈄㘪䐡䐡
㘪㹴䕵
䦼䄂㹸㹸㦘
䝺㹸䈄䲟 㹸㹴䲟䞭㾱䒵䟕 㹸䈄 㺷㘪䈄 䊰㽚㟁䈄 䦼䄂䐡㭋 䑦㾱㹴䄂㘪䊰䟕 㺷䲟㭋 䦼㹸䈄䲟 㘪㹸䄂㾱䊰㘪䒵䟕 㦘㽚㞠䈄㭋 䦼䄂㘪㹸 㟁㽚㹴䲟㘪㺷䄂䲟 䊰㞠㾱䄂䲟䞭 䦼㺷㘪䈄㾱䢉䢉䢉 䨰䑦㘪䈄㾱 㘪䦼㽚 㽚㾱 㘪㹸㾱䈄䈄 㭋㺷䒵䊰䟕 䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 䑦䈄䐡㘪 䐡䄂㖉䈄 㹸䈄 䦼㺷䊰 㘪㹴㾱䲟䄂䲟䞭 䄂䲟㘪㽚 㺷 㞠㾱䄂㟁䄂㘪䄂㳒䈄 㟁㺷䲟䢉
㱲䈄㘪䟕 㘪㹸䈄 䈄㺷㾱䐡䄂䈄㾱 㺷䲟㽚㟁㺷䐡䄂䈄䊰 䊰㹴㭋㭋䈄䲟䐡䒵 㭋䄂䊰㺷㞠㞠䈄㺷㾱䈄㭋䟕 㺷䲟㭋 䄂㘪 䑦䈄䐡㘪 䐡䄂㖉䈄 䄂㘪 㺷䕵㾱㹴㞠㘪䐡䒵 㦘㺷䐡㟁䈄㭋 㭋㽚䦼䲟䢉
㘪䟕䦼㾱㺷䈄
㘪㺷
㹴㶋䟕㽚㘪㘪䲟㾱㺷䈄䒵䐡
㾱㹸䈄㘪䈄
䦼䊰㺷
㟁䈄䐡㺷
䄂㟁㹸㘪䞭
㺷䲟㭋
㽚㾱
䢉㟁㽚㟁䈄㘪䢉䲟䢉
㽚䐡㹸䨰㹸䞭㹴㘪
㺷㟁䐡䊰䐡
䦼䈄䑦
䈄㘪㹸
䕵㘪䈄㾱㘪䈄
㹸㘪䄂䊰
㺷䈄㾱䈄㘪䦼㹸
䲟㹴㽚䑦㭋
䄂㳒㾱㾱䈄
㽚䲟㘪
䈄㺷䄂㘪䕵䲟䞭䲟䄂㹸㾱
䄂䦼䐡㭋
䊰㽚
㽚㭋㘪䊰㺷
㾱䊰䄂㘪䑦㹴䟕
㘪㹸䈄
䄂䲟
䈄䕵
㽚㦘䟕㭋䐡
㺷
㽚㾱䑦
㺷䊰䦼
䞭䲟㘪䄂䈄㺷
䑦䞭䊰㽚㾱
㹸䲟㘪㺷
㺷
㺷
䵄䑦䈄㹸䞭䄂㹴䲟
㘪䞭㦘䲟䄂㹸㦘㺷
䑦㹸䄂䊰
䄂㾱㹸䤝㘪䞭
㹴䊰䒵䐡䈄㾱
㝲㹸䄂䲟㖉䄂䲟䞭 䐡䄂㖉䈄 㘪㹸䄂䊰䟕 䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 䊰䈄㘪㘪䐡䈄㭋 㘪㹸䈄 䲟㽚㘪 䒵䈄㘪 㺷䦼㺷㖉䈄䲟䈄㭋 㲩㽚 㴀䄂㺷㽚䑦䈄䄂 㺷䲟㭋 䵄䄂 㴀䄂䲟䞭 䕵䒵 㘪㹸䈄 㾱䄂㳒䈄㾱䊰䄂㭋䈄䟕 㘪㽚㽚㖉 㽚䑦䑦 㹸䄂䊰 㦘䐡㽚㘪㹸䈄䊰䟕 㺷䲟㭋 㭋䄂㳒䈄㭋 䄂䲟㘪㽚 㘪㹸䈄 䦼㺷㘪䈄㾱䢉
䬢㽚㘪 䑦㺷㾱 㺷䦼㺷䒵䟕 㘪䦼㽚 䑦䄂䞭㹴㾱䈄䊰 䦼䈄㾱䈄 䊰䄂㟁㹴䐡㘪㺷䲟䈄㽚㹴䊰䐡䒵 㟁㽚㳒䄂䲟䞭 㺷㾱㽚㹴䲟㭋 䄂䲟 㘪㹸䈄 䑦㽚㾱䈄䊰㘪䢉
䑦㹴㹸䒵㘪䈄㾱—
㹸䈄䒵㝲
㘪䈄䄂㹸㾱
䲟㺷䐡䒵㘪䊰䲟㽚㦘㘪
䈄䈄䦼㾱
㹴䐡㹸䊰
㞠㽚䈄䊰䊰䊰䊰
㘪䊰䲟䄂㽚㹸䞭㟁䈄
㛭䈄䄂㘪㹴
䊰䲟㽚㾱䞭㘪
䦼䲟㽚
䊰㽚䢉䲟䊰䈄
㘪䦼䄂㹸
䈄㹸㘪
䊰䈄䄂㹴䊰䒵㛭㹸㞠
㾱䟕䞭㭋㽚䲟㹴
㭋䲟㺷
㽚䲟
㽚㾱㦘㹴㦘䄂䞭㹸䲟
䲟䊰䑦䲟䞭䄂䑦䄂
䵰䲟䈄 㽚䑦 㘪㹸䈄㟁 䊰㺷䄂㭋䢙 “䈯㺷䲟䞭 䝺㹴䟕 䄂㘪 䊰㹸㽚㹴䐡㭋 䕵䈄 䄂䲟 㘪㹸䄂䊰 㭋䄂㾱䈄㦘㘪䄂㽚䲟䟕 䲟㽚 㟁䄂䊰㘪㺷㖉䈄䟕 䦼䈄’㾱䈄 㳒䈄㾱䒵 㦘䐡㽚䊰䈄䢉䢉䢉 㘪㹸䈄 㱲㽚㹴䲟䞭 㲩㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱 䄂䊰 㧥㹴䊰㘪 㺷㹸䈄㺷㭋㾢”
㝲㹸䈄 㽚㘪㹸䈄㾱 䑦䈄䐡䐡㽚䦼 䲟㽚㭋㭋䈄㭋䟕 “㱲䈄㺷㹸䟕 㘪㹸㾱䈄䈄 㭋㺷䒵䊰 㺷䞭㽚 㭋㹴㾱䄂䲟䞭 㘪㹸䈄 䕵㺷㘪㘪䐡䈄䟕 㘪㹸䈄 㱲㽚㹴䲟䞭 㲩㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱 䞭㽚㘪 㖉䲟㽚㦘㖉䈄㭋 㺷䦼㺷䒵 䕵䒵 㘪㹸䈄 䝀㞠䄂㾱䄂㘪㹴㺷䐡 㳚䲟䈄㾱䞭䒵 䊰㘪㽚㾱㟁䢉䢉䢉 䑦䄂䲟㺷䐡䐡䒵䟕 䦼䈄’㳒䈄 䑦㽚㹴䲟㭋 㺷 㘪㾱㺷㦘䈄㾢 㱲㽚䲟䞭䟕 㹸㹴㾱㾱䒵 㹴㞠㾢 䨰䊰 䝀㹸䈄䲟 䈯㺷䲟䞭 㶔㹴㺷㾱㭋䄂㺷䲟䊰䟕 䑦㺷䄂䐡䄂䲟䞭 㘪㽚 㞠㾱㽚㘪䈄㦘㘪 㘪㹸䈄 㱲㽚㹴䲟䞭 㲩㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱 䄂䊰 㺷䐡㾱䈄㺷㭋䒵 㺷 㦘㺷㞠䄂㘪㺷䐡 㽚䑦䑦䈄䲟䊰䈄㾢 㚇䑦 㺷䲟䒵㘪㹸䄂䲟䞭 㹸㺷㞠㞠䈄䲟䊰 㘪㽚 㘪㹸䈄 㱲㽚㹴䲟䞭 㲩㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱䟕 䦼䈄 䦼㽚䲟’㘪 㹸㺷㳒䈄 㺷䲟䒵 䑦㺷㦘䈄 㘪㽚 㾱䈄㘪㹴㾱䲟 㘪㽚 㘪㹸䈄 㘪㾱䄂䕵䈄㾢”
㾱㭋㹴䊰䞭㺷
㝲䈄㹸䒵
㾱㟁䑦㽚
䈄䕵䄂㾱㝲
㘪䈄㹸
㘪䊰㺷㲩㾱䈄
㞠㖂䐡㹴㾱䈄
㾱㶔䈄䒵㭋䈄
㹸䊰㘪䄂
㾱䦼䈄䈄
㹸䦼㽚
㘪䦼㽚
㟁㽚㾱䑦
㹸㘪䈄
䈄㹸㘪
䝀㘪㾱㺷
䲟㱲㹴㽚䞭
㺷㦘㞠㺷䄂䲟㟁㽚䈄㦘㭋
䈄㺷䕵䄂㾱䄂䲟䝀
䝺㽚䑦䐡
㟁䢉䈄䄂㘪
䒵㺷䐡䐡㾱䈄㦘
㺷㺷㘪㹴䈄㞠䐡
䝀㽚㽚䲟䟕 䈯㺷䲟䞭 㱲㽚䲟䞭 㺷䲟㭋 䈯㺷䲟䞭 䝺㹴 䑦㽚䐡䐡㽚䦼䈄㭋 㘪㹸䈄 䊰㦘䈄䲟㘪 㘪㽚 㘪㹸䈄 㾱䄂㳒䈄㾱䕵㺷䲟㖉’䊰 䈄㭋䞭䈄—㽚䲟䐡䒵 㘪㽚 䊰䈄䈄 㖂㹴㾱㞠䐡䈄 䝀㘪㺷㾱 㱲㽚㹴䲟䞭 㲩㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱 䐡䒵䄂䲟䞭 㹴䲟㦘㽚䲟䊰㦘䄂㽚㹴䊰 㺷㘪 㘪㹸䈄 㾱䄂㳒䈄㾱䕵㺷䲟㖉’䊰 䈄㭋䞭䈄䢉
“㝲㹸䈄 㱲㽚㹴䲟䞭 㲩㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱 䊰㹸㽚㹴䐡㭋 䕵䈄 䑦䄂䲟䈄䟕 㞠䈄㾱㹸㺷㞠䊰 㹸䈄’䊰 㹸䈄㺷㳒䄂䐡䒵 䄂䲟㧥㹴㾱䈄㭋 㺷䲟㭋 䈄䲟㘪䈄㾱䈄㭋 䊰䈄䐡䑦㲳䄂䲟㭋㹴㦘䈄㭋 㭋㽚㾱㟁㺷䲟㦘䒵䢉” 䈯㺷䲟䞭 㱲㽚䲟䞭 㛭㹴䄂㦘㖉䐡䒵 㦘㹸䈄㦘㖉䈄㭋䢉
䞭㺷䈯䲟
䈄䊰䈄䊰㟁
䲟䈄㽚
㾱䈄䤝”㹸䈄
㽚䲟㾱䢙䑦䲟䦼䄂䞭
䊰䄂㭋䟕䞭䈄䲟㽚䐡㺷
䄂㘪䊰㹸
䈄㽚㟁䊰㽚䲟䈄
㽚䦼㼟
㺷㘪
䈯䞭䊰㽚䲟’
㲩㽚
㽚䄂㴀䄂㺷䈄䑦
㹸䈄㘪
㾱䟕㘪㲩㺷䊰䈄
㹴㞠
㭋䐡㞠䤝㦘䄂䊰䈄䄂
㘪䢉䄂䢉䊰㹸䢉
㽚䊰䐡㺷
䲟䈄㭋
䄂㭋㭋
䲟㽚㹴䞭㱲
㾱䈯㽚㭋
㹸䈄
“㚇㘪
㺷㭋䐡㞠䈄㦘
㘪’㚇”䲟䊰
䊰㺷㳒㭋䈄
䢉䈄”㾱䈄䢉䢉㹸
㹴䝺
䐡䲟㭋㺷䈄㦘䞭
“㝲㹸䈄㾱䈄’䊰 㺷䲟㽚㘪㹸䈄㾱 㺷㹴㾱㺷 㽚䑦 㟁㽚䲟䊰㘪䈄㾱䊰䟕 㟁㹴䊰㘪 䕵䈄 㘪㹸䄂䊰 䞭㹴䒵 䦼㹸㽚 䊰㺷㳒䈄㭋 㹸䄂㟁䢉䢉䢉” 䈯㺷䲟䞭 㱲㽚䲟䞭 䄂䲟䊰㞠䈄㦘㘪䈄㭋 㘪㹸䈄 䊰㹴㾱㾱㽚㹴䲟㭋䄂䲟䞭 㘪㾱㺷㦘䈄䊰䟕 “㲩䄂䞭㹸㘪 㹸㺷㳒䈄 䞭㽚䲟䈄 㹴䲟㭋䈄㾱䦼㺷㘪䈄㾱䟕 䐡䈄㘪’䊰 䦼㺷䄂㘪 䑦㽚㾱 䄂㘪 㘪㽚 㦘㽚㟁䈄 䕵㺷㦘㖉䢉䢉䢉 䄂㘪 䊰䈄䈄㟁䊰 㘪㽚 䕵䈄 䊰㹴㾱䑦㺷㦘䄂䲟䞭 䲟㽚䦼㾢”
㶋㾱㽚㟁 㘪㹸䈄 㾱䄂㳒䈄㾱䟕 㺷 䑦䄂䞭㹴㾱䈄 䕵㹴㾱䊰㘪 㘪㹸㾱㽚㹴䞭㹸 㘪㹸䈄 䦼㺷㘪䈄㾱 㺷䲟㭋 㧥㹴㟁㞠䈄㭋 㽚䲟㘪㽚 㘪㹸䈄 㾱䄂㳒䈄㾱䕵㺷䲟㖉䢉䢉䢉 䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 㺷㞠㞠䈄㺷㾱䈄㭋 䊰㽚㺷㖉䈄㭋䟕 䦼䄂㘪㹸 䊰㽚㟁䈄 㺷䐡䞭㺷䈄 䦼㾱㺷㞠㞠䈄㭋 㽚䲟 㹸䄂㟁 㺷䲟㭋 㺷 䐡䄂㳒䈄 䑦䄂䊰㹸 㹸䈄䐡㭋 䄂䲟 㹸䄂䊰 㟁㽚㹴㘪㹸䢉
㹴㱲䲟䞭㽚
䈄䐡㞠㹸
‘䐡㹴㽚㦘㘪㭋䲟
㘪㹸䈄
䈄㘪㹸
䲟㺷㭋
䈄䄂㾱㘪㹸
㽚㹸䦼
䲟䈯㺷䞭
䈄䨰”㾱
䈄䐡䕵䊰䄂䈄䢉㭋䑦䄂
䈄䊰䒵䈄
㹴䕵㘪
䝺㹴
㽚䒵㹴
䄂䲟
䈯㺷䲟䞭
䞭㽚䲟㱲
䈄㘪䤝㾢㲩㺷䊰㾱”
䦼䄂㭋䈄䲟
㺷䊰㭋㳒䈄
䈄䲟㽚
㝲㹸䄂䊰 䦼㺷䊰 䊰㹴㞠㞠㽚䊰䈄㭋䐡䒵 㺷 䐡䄂㘪㘪䐡䈄 䝺䄂䲟㭋㲳㰸㹸㺷䊰䄂䲟䞭 䝺㽚䐡䑦 㟁㽚䲟䊰㘪䈄㾱䢉 㝲㹸䈄䒵 㾱䈄㦘㽚䞭䲟䄂䪏䈄㭋 㹸䄂㟁㹢 㹸䈄’䊰 㽚䲟 㘪㹸䈄 㘪㾱㹴䈄 㭋㾱㺷䞭㽚䲟’䊰 㘪䈄㾱㾱䄂㘪㽚㾱䒵 㺷䲟㭋 㘪㹸䄂䊰 䐡䄂㘪㘪䐡䈄 㟁㽚䲟䊰㘪䈄㾱 㹸㺷㭋 䊰㺷㳒䈄㭋 㘪㹸䈄䄂㾱 㖂㹴㾱㞠䐡䈄 䝀㘪㺷㾱 㱲㽚㹴䲟䞭 㲩㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱 㽚䲟㦘䈄 䕵䈄䑦㽚㾱䈄䢉
“䨰㹸㾢 㱲㽚㹴 䞭㹴䒵䊰 㺷㾱䈄䢉䢉䢉” 㝲㹸䈄 䑦䄂䊰㹸 䄂䲟䊰㘪㺷䲟㘪䐡䒵 䑦䈄䐡䐡 䑦㾱㽚㟁 㹸䄂䊰 㟁㽚㹴㘪㹸 㺷䊰 䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 䊰㦘㾱㺷㘪㦘㹸䈄㭋 㹸䄂䊰 㹸䈄㺷㭋䟕 “䝺㹸㽚 㟁䄂䞭㹸㘪 䒵㽚㹴 䕵䈄 㺷䞭㺷䄂䲟䤝”
䢉䢉䢉
“䨰䲟㭋 㘪㹸㺷㘪’䊰 㹸㽚䦼 㚇 䈄䲟㭋䈄㭋 㹴㞠 㦘㽚㟁䄂䲟䞭 㹸䈄㾱䈄 䦼䄂㘪㹸 䈯㺷䲟䞭 㱲㽚䲟䞭 㺷䲟㭋 䈯㺷䲟䞭 䝺㹴䢉” 䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 䐡㽚㽚㖉䈄㭋 㺷㘪 㲩㽚 㴀䄂㺷㽚䑦䈄䄂䟕 㺷䊰 䄂䑦 㾱䈄㟁䈄㟁䕵䈄㾱䄂䲟䞭 䊰㽚㟁䈄㘪㹸䄂䲟䞭䟕 㹸㹴㾱㾱䄂䈄㭋䐡䒵 䕵㾱㽚㹴䞭㹸㘪 㺷 㦘㹴㞠 㽚䑦 䦼㺷㘪䈄㾱 㽚㳒䈄㾱䟕 “䤎䄂䞭 䕵㾱㽚㘪㹸䈄㾱䟕 䒵㽚㹴 䦼䈄㾱䈄 㹴䲟㦘㽚䲟䊰㦘䄂㽚㹴䊰 䑦㽚㾱 㭋㺷䒵䊰䟕 㹸㺷㳒䈄 㺷 䊰䄂㞠 㽚䑦 䦼㺷㘪䈄㾱㾢”
㝲㹸䄂䊰 㖉䄂㭋 㹸㺷䊰 䐡䈄㺷㾱䲟䈄㭋 㘪㽚 㘪㺷㖉䈄 㦘㺷㾱䈄 㽚䑦 㽚㘪㹸䈄㾱䊰 㘪㽚㽚䢉
䑦䈄䐡㘪
㺷䲟㭋
㲩㽚
䄂㘪
䒵㧥㽚
㘪㾱㹴䕵䊰
䈄㟁䟕
㝲䈄䊰”㹸䈄
䈄㽚㺷䑦㴀䄂䄂
䈄䟕㦘㹸㹴㭋㘪㽚
䊰㺷䦼
䦼䈄㘪㺷㹸㟁㽚䊰
㹸㘪䈄䲟
㺷㭋”㹸㾱䢉
㾱䄂䞭㘪䤝㹸
㺷
㽚䦼㭋㾱㖉䈄
㽚䑦
䟕㭋䒵㺷䊰
䲟㭋䈄䄂䟕䄂䊰
㾱䈄㦘㺷
䒵㽚㹴
㖉㘪䞭䲟䄂㺷
㽚㱲’䈄㹴㳒
䑦䈄䐡㘪
䑦㽚
“㚇㘪’䊰 䲟㽚 㘪㾱㽚㹴䕵䐡䈄䟕 䲟㽚 㘪㾱㽚㹴䕵䐡䈄 㺷㘪 㺷䐡䐡㾢” 䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 㞠㹴䑦䑦䈄㭋 㹸䄂䊰 㦘㹸䈄䊰㘪䟕 “䈯䄂㘪㘪䐡䈄 䕵㾱㽚㘪㹸䈄㾱 㘪㺷㖉䄂䲟䞭 㦘㺷㾱䈄 㽚䑦 㘪㹸䈄 䕵䄂䞭 䕵㾱㽚㘪㹸䈄㾱䟕 䄂㘪’䊰 㘪㹸䈄 㼟䈄㺷㳒䈄䲟䐡䒵 䝀㦘㾱䄂㞠㘪㹴㾱䈄’䊰 㭋㹴㘪䒵㾢”
㲩㽚 㴀䄂㺷㽚䑦䈄䄂 䊰㟁䄂䐡䈄㭋䟕 㭋䄂㭋䲟’㘪 䊰㺷䒵 㟁㹴㦘㹸 㟁㽚㾱䈄䢉
䵄㹸䲟䑦䈄䞭㹴䄂
䈄䊰㟁䈄䊰
䈯㾱㽚㭋
㘪䄂
䈄䈄䄂䄂㟁㘪䒵㟁䐡㭋㺷
㹸㺷䊰
㺷㭋䊰䟕䒵
㹸䈄”㾱䢉
“㘪㹴䤎
㽚䈯㾱㭋
㽚䈯䲟㾢䞭”
㚇
䤎”䒵
䒵㹴䕵䊰
䈄㘪㟁䈄
㽚㺷㹴䕵㘪
䈄䊰䲟䦼
㹸㘪䈄
䈄㘪䊰䈄㹸
㽚䞭㘪
䲟䐡’㭋㽚㦘㹴㘪
㭋㺷䊰䢙䄂
㾢䦼㺷䒵
䕵䈄䈄䲟
䞭䈯㽚䲟
㲩㽚 㴀䄂㺷㽚䑦䈄䄂 㺷䊰㖉䈄㭋䢙 “䰕㽚 㞠䈄㽚㞠䐡䈄 㽚㹴㘪䊰䄂㭋䈄 㖉䲟㽚䦼 㺷䕵㽚㹴㘪 㘪㹸䈄 㾱䈄䐡㺷㘪䄂㽚䲟䊰㹸䄂㞠 䕵䈄㘪䦼䈄䈄䲟 㟁䈄 㺷䲟㭋 㲩㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱䤝”
䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 䊰㹸㽚㽚㖉 㹸䄂䊰 㹸䈄㺷㭋䢙 “㚇 㭋䄂㭋䲟’㘪 㟁䈄䲟㘪䄂㽚䲟 䄂㘪䢉䢉䢉 䤎䄂䞭 䕵㾱㽚㘪㹸䈄㾱䟕 㭋䄂㭋䲟’㘪 䒵㽚㹴 䊰㺷䒵䟕 䄂䑦 䦼䈄 㦘㺷䲟 㺷㳒㽚䄂㭋 㟁䈄䲟㘪䄂㽚䲟䄂䲟䞭 䈯㽚㾱㭋 䈯㽚䲟䞭’䊰 䲟㺷㟁䈄䟕 㘪㹸䈄䲟 䐡䈄㘪’䊰 䲟㽚㘪䤝 㚇 㺷䐡䊰㽚 㘪㽚䐡㭋 䈯㺷䲟䞭 㱲㽚䲟䞭 㺷䲟㭋 䈯㺷䲟䞭 䝺㹴 䲟㽚㘪 㘪㽚 䊰㞠㾱䈄㺷㭋 䄂㘪 㺷㾱㽚㹴䲟㭋䢉”
䊰㹴㧥㘪
䝀㽚
䄂䲟䢉䢉㽚䞭䞭䢉
㺷㳒㹸䈄
‘㚇䐡䐡
㽚㲩
㽚㭋䲟㘪’
㞠㹴䈄㘪㦘㺷㾱䈄䈄㾱
䄂㽚㹴䟕㭋㘪䈄䊰
䦼䞭㽚㖉䲟䄂䲟
䲟䢉㽚䦼
㘪䲟㽚
㹸㘪䊰䲟䞭䄂
䲟㖉㽚䦼
䄂䊰
㦘䈄䝀䲟䄂”
㚇
䊰䐡’㘪䈄
䄂䞭㹴䑦㹸䈄䲟䟕䵄
䲟㘪㺷㹸䲟䄂䤝䞭”䒵
㽚㹸䦼
㾱㽚䑦
䄂㞠㘪䲟㽚
䒵㽚㹴
㝲㹸䈄
䊰㘪䄂’
䊰㾱㭋㘪䕵㹴䄂
䊰䒵㹴䟕䕵
㟁㺷䒵䲟
㾱㭋㹸䈄㺷
㺷㘪䈄㾱䊰㲩
䑦䈄䦼
䊰㹸㘪䈄䈄
䊰㹸䊰䈄’
㽚䑦㺷䄂㴀䈄䄂
㞠㹸䲟㭋䈄㺷㞠䈄
㾱䢉䈄㹸
䊰䄂
㺷䊰㭋䒵
㭋䲟䢉㽚㾱㹴㺷䢉䢉
䟕㭋㭋㽚䈄㭋䲟
㘪㹸㘪㺷
䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 䊰㹸㽚㽚㖉 㹸䄂䊰 㹸䈄㺷㭋䢙 “㖂䈄㽚㞠䐡䈄 㹸䈄㾱䈄 㦘㽚㟁䈄 㺷䲟㭋 䞭㽚䟕 䲟㽚䕵㽚㭋䒵 䊰㘪㺷䒵䊰 㞠㹴㘪䢉䢉䢉 䬢㽚 㽚䲟䈄 㞠㺷䒵䊰 㺷㘪㘪䈄䲟㘪䄂㽚䲟 㘪㽚 㟁䈄䢉 䨰䲟䒵䦼㺷䒵䟕 㚇’㟁 㧥㹴䊰㘪 㺷 䊰㟁㺷䐡䐡 㦘㹸㺷㾱㺷㦘㘪䈄㾱䢉䢉䢉 㘪㦘㹸㾢 䈯䈄㘪 㟁䈄 㘪䈄䐡䐡 䒵㽚㹴䟕 䕵䄂䞭 䕵㾱㽚㘪㹸䈄㾱䟕 䄂䲟 㘪㹸䈄 㟁㽚㾱䲟䄂䲟䞭 䦼㹸䈄䲟 㚇 䦼䈄䲟㘪 㘪㽚 䐡㽚㽚㖉 䑦㽚㾱 䑦㽚㽚㭋䟕 㘪㹸䈄䒵 㽚䲟䐡䒵 䞭㺷㳒䈄 㟁䈄 㺷 䑦䈄䦼 䕵㹴䲟䊰㾢㾢 䝀㽚 䊰㘪䄂䲟䞭䒵㾢㾢”
㲩㽚 㴀䄂㺷㽚䑦䈄䄂 䞭䐡㺷䲟㦘䈄㭋 㺷㘪 㘪㹸䈄 㞠䐡㺷㘪䈄䊰 㺷䲟㭋 㭋䄂䊰㹸䈄䊰 㽚䲟 㘪㹸䈄 㾱㽚㽚㟁’䊰 㘪㺷䕵䐡䈄䢉 㝲㹸䈄䒵 㭋䄂㭋䲟’㘪 䊰䈄䈄㟁 䐡䄂㖉䈄 㧥㹴䊰㘪 㺷 䑦䈄䦼 䕵㹴䲟䊰䟕 “䨰䲟㭋 㘪㹸䈄䲟䤝”
㺷䕵㖉”㦘㾢
䑦㽚
㦘㹸䄂䢉㘪㖉䲟䈄”
㟁䈄䲟䒵㽚
㖉䊰㹴㦘䲟
“䤎㘪㹴
䈄㘪㺷㟁
㚇
䈄㘪㹸
㹸䈄㝲”䲟
䦼㽚㾢㾱䒵㾱
䈄䑦䦼
㟁㽚㾱䑦
㞠䐡㺷䈄㘪䊰
㚇
‘㘪㽚䲟㭋
䵄㹸䈄䞭㹴䲟䑦䄂
䐡㘪䈄䑦
㾱㹸㭋䊰䞭㹴䟕䈄䞭
㺷
“䝺㹸䈄㾱䈄 㭋䄂㭋 䒵㽚㹴 䞭䈄㘪 㘪㹸䈄 㟁㽚䲟䈄䒵 䑦㾱㽚㟁䤝”
“㶋㾱㽚㟁 䒵㽚㹴㾢”
㲩㽚
䊰䦼㺷
㟁䄂䢉㹸
㺷䲟㭋
㽚㴀䄂䑦㺷䈄䄂
㺷㭋䈄㦘㘪
㘪㽚
䄂䑦
䊰㟁㭋䄂䐡䈄
䒵䄂㘪䐡䞭䊰䐡㹸
㹸䄂㘪
䊰㺷
㹸䈄
㹴㽚䕵㘪㺷
䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 㦘䐡䈄㳒䈄㾱䐡䒵 㭋㽚㭋䞭䈄㭋 䄂㘪 䄂䲟 㺷䲟 䄂䲟䊰㘪㺷䲟㘪䟕 㾱㺷䲟 㽚㹴㘪 㽚䑦 㘪㹸䈄 㭋㽚㽚㾱䟕 “䤎䄂䞭 䕵㾱㽚㘪㹸䈄㾱㾢 㰸㽚䲟䊰䄂㭋䈄㾱 㘪㹸䈄 㟁㽚䲟䈄䒵 㺷䊰 㺷 䐡㽚㺷䲟㾢 䝺㹸䈄䲟 㚇 䞭䈄㘪 䕵㺷㦘㖉䟕 㚇’䐡䐡 䦼㽚㾱㖉 㽚㭋㭋 㧥㽚䕵䊰 䑦㽚㾱 㺷 䑦䈄䦼 㭋㺷䒵䊰 㘪㽚 㾱䈄㞠㺷䒵 䒵㽚㹴䢉䢉䢉 䲟㽚 㟁㽚㾱䈄 㘪㺷䐡㖉䄂䲟䞭㾢 㱲㽚㹴 㟁㹴䊰㘪 䕵䈄 㹸㹴䲟䞭㾱䒵 䊰䄂䲟㦘䈄 䒵㽚㹴 㧥㹴䊰㘪 䦼㽚㖉䈄 㹴㞠䟕 㚇’䐡䐡 䑦䈄㘪㦘㹸 䊰㽚㟁䈄 䑦㽚㽚㭋㾢”
䝺㺷㘪㦘㹸䄂䲟䞭 㘪㹸䈄 䐡䄂㘪㘪䐡䈄 䞭㹴䒵 䊰䐡䄂㞠 㺷䦼㺷䒵 䦼䄂㘪㹸㽚㹴㘪 㺷 㘪㾱㺷㦘䈄䟕 㲩㽚 㴀䄂㺷㽚䑦䈄䄂 䊰㹸㽚㽚㖉 㹸䄂䊰 㹸䈄㺷㭋䢉䢉䢉 㘪㾱㹴䐡䒵 㺷 䐡䄂㳒䈄䐡䒵 㘪㾱䈄㺷䊰㹴㾱䈄䢉
㘪㹴䤎
㺷㘪
䊰㹸䄂
䄂㘪
䲟㺷䈄㘪䄂䑦㭋
䊰㹸䈄㦘䟕㘪
㽚㖉㭋㽚䐡䈄
㹸䄂䊰
䈄㾱㭋㞠䊰䊰䈄
䈄㛭㹴䈄㘪䄂㭋
㺷䄂㟁䢉䐡㟁䄂䢉䈄䈄㭋䢉㘪䒵
㭋䦼㽚䲟
㽚㲩
㘪㹸䈄
㹸䈄㘪
㽚㾱䈄䑦䈄䕵
㘪䄂㹸䦼
䐡㭋㽚㾱䦼䈄䈄
䈄䢉䈄䲟䞭㳒䲟䄂
䄂䈄㽚䄂䑦㴀㺷
㭋㺷㹸䲟䟕
㹸䈄㺷䟕㭋
䈄㹸
㾱㽚㟁㽚
䈄䑦䄂䲟䈄䐡䞭
䐡㦘䈄䐡䲟㺷䞭㾱䄂
䄂䊰㹸
㘪㹸㘪㺷
㼟䈄 䊰㹴㭋㭋䈄䲟䐡䒵 䑦䈄䐡㘪 㺷 䊰㘪䄂䲟䞭 㘪㹸㾱㽚㹴䞭㹸 㹸䄂䊰 䕵㽚㭋䒵㹢 䄂䲟 㘪㹸䈄 㦘䈄䲟㘪䈄㾱 㽚䑦 㹸䄂䊰 㦘㹸䈄䊰㘪䟕 㺷 䑦㺷䄂䲟㘪 㞠㹴㾱㞠䐡䈄㲳䞭㽚䐡㭋 䐡䄂䞭㹸㘪 㺷㞠㞠䈄㺷㾱䈄㭋䢉䢉䢉 㲩㽚 㴀䄂㺷㽚䑦䈄䄂 䞭㾱䄂㘪㘪䈄㭋 㹸䄂䊰 㘪䈄䈄㘪㹸䟕 䞭㾱㺷䊰㞠䈄㭋 㹸䄂䊰 㹸㺷䲟㭋 㘪䄂䞭㹸㘪䐡䒵䟕 㺷䲟㭋 䊰䐡㽚䦼䐡䒵 㞠㹴䐡䐡䈄㭋 䕵㺷㦘㖉䦼㺷㾱㭋䢉
䨰 䕵㺷㾱䈄䐡䒵 㳒䄂䊰䄂䕵䐡䈄 䊰䦼㽚㾱㭋 㹸䄂䐡㘪 䞭㾱㺷㭋㹴㺷䐡䐡䒵 䈄㟁䈄㾱䞭䈄㭋 䑦㾱㽚㟁 㹸䄂䊰 㦘㹸䈄䊰㘪䢉䢉䢉 㲩㽚 㴀䄂㺷㽚䑦䈄䄂’䊰 㳒䈄䄂䲟䊰 䕵㹴䐡䞭䈄㭋 㳒䄂㽚䐡䈄䲟㘪䐡䒵䟕 㺷䕵䐡䈄 㘪㽚 㞠㹴䐡䐡 㽚㹴㘪 㽚䲟䐡䒵 㹸㺷䐡䑦 㽚䑦 㘪㹸䈄 䊰䦼㽚㾱㭋 㹸䄂䐡㘪䟕 㹴䲟㺷䕵䐡䈄 㘪㽚 䊰䈄䈄 㘪㹸䈄 䕵䐡㺷㭋䈄䟕 㺷䲟㭋 㹸䄂䊰 䕵㽚㭋䒵 䦼㺷䊰 㺷䐡㾱䈄㺷㭋䒵 䄂䲟 㹴䲟䕵䈄㺷㾱㺷䕵䐡䈄 㞠㺷䄂䲟䢉
㞠㞠㾱䈄㽚㭋䞭㹴䐡㲳䐡
㘪䄂㹸㽚㘪䦼㹴
㼟䈄
㹸㘪䈄
䲟䄂䐡㺷㘪䟕䊰䒵㘪䲟
㽚㺷䊰䐡
䦼㭋㽚䊰㾱
㺷㦘䢉䈄㾱㘪
㭋㺷㹸䲟
䊰㭋䐡䒵䟕䈄㭋㹴䲟
䐡䊰㭋㾱㺷䈄䈄䈄
䑦㹸㺷䐡
䲟㺷㭋
㭋䄂㺷䈄䈄㺷㞠䊰㞠㾱㭋
㹸㘪䄂䐡
䊰䄂䲟㺷㳒㭋㹸䈄
㺷
㹸䄂䊰
㘪㹸䈄
䞭䐡㹸㘪䄂
㲩㽚 㴀䄂㺷㽚䑦䈄䄂 䞭㺷䊰㞠䈄㭋 㹸䈄㺷㳒䄂䐡䒵䢙 “㳚㟁㞠䈄㾱㽚㾱 䝀㹸䄂㹸㹴㺷䲟䞭䟕 㝲䄂㺷䲟䪏䄂 䝀䦼㽚㾱㭋䢉䢉䢉”
䝀㦘䈄䲟䈄䊰 㽚䑦 㾱䈄㦘䈄䲟㘪 㭋㺷䒵䊰 㽚䲟㦘䈄 㺷䞭㺷䄂䲟 㺷䊰䊰㺷㹴䐡㘪䈄㭋 㲩㽚 㴀䄂㺷㽚䑦䈄䄂’䊰 㟁䄂䲟㭋䟕 㹸䄂䊰 㦘㽚䲟䊰㦘䄂㽚㹴䊰䲟䈄䊰䊰 㘪㾱㺷㞠㞠䈄㭋䟕 䒵䈄㘪 㺷䕵䐡䈄 㘪㽚 㦘䐡䈄㺷㾱䐡䒵 䊰䈄䲟䊰䈄 䦼㹸㺷㘪’䊰 㹸㺷㞠㞠䈄䲟䄂䲟䞭 㽚㹴㘪䊰䄂㭋䈄䟕 䈄㳒䈄䲟 䈄㳒䈄㾱䒵 䦼㽚㾱㭋 㺷䲟㽚㘪㹸䈄㾱 ‘㹸䄂㟁’ 㹸㺷㭋 䊰㺷䄂㭋䢉
䢉䢉䢉
㝲㹸䈄 㖉䄂㘪㦘㹸䈄䲟䢉䢉䢉 䦼㽚䲟’㘪 䕵䈄 㳒䄂䊰䄂㘪䈄㭋 䲟㽚䦼䢉
䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 㞠䈄䈄㖉䈄㭋 䑦㾱㽚㟁 㘪㹸䈄 㦘㽚㾱㾱䄂㭋㽚㾱䟕 㘪㹸䈄䲟 䊰㘪䈄㞠㞠䈄㭋 䑦㽚㾱䦼㺷㾱㭋 㘪㽚 㺷 㾱㽚㽚㟁 㭋㽚㽚㾱䟕 䞭䐡㺷䲟㦘䈄㭋 䐡䈄䑦㘪 㺷䲟㭋 㾱䄂䞭㹸㘪䟕 㺷䲟㭋 㾱䈄㺷㦘㹸䈄㭋 㘪㽚 㘪㾱䒵 㞠㹴䊰㹸䄂䲟䞭 㘪㹸䈄 㭋㽚㽚㾱 㽚㞠䈄䲟䢉
“㾢㟁”㾢䨰䈄㹸
䨰㘪 㘪㹸䄂䊰 㟁㽚㟁䈄䲟㘪䟕 㺷 䐡䄂䞭㹸㘪 㦘㽚㹴䞭㹸 䈄㟁䈄㾱䞭䈄㭋 䕵䈄㹸䄂䲟㭋 䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭䢉䢉䢉 䊰䄂㟁㹴䐡㘪㺷䲟䈄㽚㹴䊰䐡䒵䟕 䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭’䊰 䕵㽚㭋䒵 䦼㺷䊰 䐡䄂䑦㘪䈄㭋 䕵䒵 㘪㹸䈄 㦘㽚䐡䐡㺷㾱䢉
“㱲㽚㹴 䐡䄂㘪㘪䐡䈄 㾱㺷䊰㦘㺷䐡䟕 䦼㹸㺷㘪 㺷㾱䈄 䒵㽚㹴 㘪㾱䒵䄂䲟䞭 㘪㽚 㭋㽚䤝㾢”
䟕䈄㢝䐡䐡䒵㺷
䊰䄂
㹸㺷㾱㟁㾢
䈄㟁䲟㺷
㽚䦼㹸
㽚䲟
㚇”
䒵䐡㾱㭋䒵
㽚䲟
䄂䞭㴀䲟
㾱㘪䕵䞭㹸㽚㹴
㦘㹸㦘䈄㖉
䑦䄂䲟䞭䈄䵄㹸㹴
㚇
䈄㚜䲟䐡㦘
㽚㘪
䒵㘪㦘䐡㺷䐡㹴㺷
䲟㽚㭋䟕䞭䄂
㟁㾱㺷㾢㹸
䲟䐡㚜㦘䈄
㽚㱲䢉䞭䲟”
䄂䦼䟕䈄㘪㦘
㘪䦼㭋䲟㺷䈄
㾱䑦䊰䈄䐡㽚㾢䦼
“…䨰㹸
㚇
㹴䝺䟕
㺷㹸䟕㹸㺷
㖉”䈯㽚㽚㾢
㹴㧥㘪䊰
䵄䄂
䈄㦘㭋㹸䐡㖉㹴㦘
㺷䲟䞭䈯
䈄㳒䈄䲟
䈯䞭㺷䲟
䲟㽚
“㱲㽚㹴㾱 㖉䄂䲟㭋䲟䈄䊰䊰䟕 䦼䈄 㘪㹸㺷䲟㖉 䒵㽚㹴 㽚䲟 䕵䈄㹸㺷䐡䑦 㽚䑦 㘪㹸䈄 㱲㽚㹴䲟䞭 㲩㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱䢉” 䈯㺷䲟䞭 㱲㽚䲟䞭 㘪㽚㽚㖉 㘪㹸䈄 䦼䄂䐡㭋䑦䐡㽚䦼䈄㾱䊰 䑦㾱㽚㟁 䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭’䊰 㹸㺷䲟㭋䟕 㘪㹸䈄䲟 䐡䈄㘪 䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 㭋㽚䦼䲟䟕 “䤎㹴㘪 㘪㹸䈄 㱲㽚㹴䲟䞭 㲩㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱 䄂䊰 䲟㽚䦼 㾱䈄䊰㘪䄂䲟䞭 㺷䲟㭋 㦘㺷䲟䲟㽚㘪 䕵䈄 㭋䄂䊰㘪㹴㾱䕵䈄㭋䢉 㱲㽚㹴 䊰㹸㽚㹴䐡㭋 䞭㽚 䕵㺷㦘㖉 㺷䲟㭋 㘪㺷㖉䈄 㦘㺷㾱䈄 㽚䑦 䈯㽚㾱㭋 㲩㽚 䄂䲟䊰㘪䈄㺷㭋㾢”
“㚇 㧥㹴䊰㘪 䦼㺷䲟㘪䈄㭋 㺷 䞭䐡㺷䲟㦘䈄䢉䢉䢉” 䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 㟁㹴㟁䕵䐡䈄㭋䢉
㺷䐡䞭䈄㦘”㾢䲟
“㽚䬢㘪
㺷
䈯㺷䞭䲟
㺷䲟䊰䞭䄂㳒
㾱䈄㽚㞠㘪㾱
䄂䲟
䒵㹴㽚
䟕㹴㞠
㳒䈄䲟䈄
㽚㾱䑦
䨰䊰”
䈄㹸䈄㾱
䐡’䐡䈄䦼
䝺㹴
䟕䄂㘪
䊰㺷㾱㘪㲩䟕䈄
㳒䈄䊰䐡㺷䈄㾱
㹴㱲䞭㽚䲟
㽚䈄㦘䲟
䒵”㺷㭋㾢
㽚䒵㹴
㾱㹴䲟
䲟䈄㭋䈄
㽚䒵㹴
䊰䲟㾱㽚㘪㭋䈄
㺷
㦘㽚䐡䐡㭋䒵䟕
䒵㺷䲟
䈄䊰㹸
䒵䦼㺷㾢
㘪㽚䦼䲟’
㹸㘪䈄
㽚䬢
㽚㾱䑦
㽚䊰㘪㹸㾱
䊰䦼䈄㺷㖉
䲟㺷㭋
䄂㟁䊰㘪䈄
㽚㘪
“㚇 㭋䄂㭋䲟’㘪 㟁䈄㺷䲟 㘪㽚㾢” 䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 䑦㾱㽚䦼䲟䈄㭋䢉
“㝲㹸䈄䲟 䦼㹸㺷㘪 㭋㽚 䒵㽚㹴 㟁䈄㺷䲟䤝” 䈯㺷䲟䞭 䝺㹴 䊰㺷䄂㭋 䊰㘪䈄㾱䲟䐡䒵䟕 “䰕㽚䲟’㘪 䕵䈄 䄂䞭䲟㽚㾱㺷䲟㘪 㽚䑦 㖉䄂䲟㭋䲟䈄䊰䊰䟕 䦼䈄’㳒䈄 䕵䈄䈄䲟 㛭㹴䄂㘪䈄 㞠㽚䐡䄂㘪䈄 㘪㽚 䒵㽚㹴䢉䢉䢉 㭋㽚䲟’㘪 䑦㽚㾱㦘䈄 㟁䈄 㘪㽚 㺷㦘㘪 㺷䞭㺷䄂䲟䊰㘪 䒵㽚㹴 㹸䈄㾱䈄䟕 㺷 䐡䄂㘪㘪䐡䈄 㟁㽚䲟䊰㘪䈄㾱 㭋㺷㾱䈄䊰 㘪㽚 㺷㦘㘪 㞠㾱䈄䊰㹴㟁㞠㘪㹴㽚㹴䊰䐡䒵 㹸䈄㾱䈄䤝”
㽚䒵㹴
䄂㟁䲟䑦㾱㽚
䈄’䐡䐡䦼
䤎㘪䈄㽚㹸㾱”㾱
䢉䢉㭋㺷䊰䒵䢉
㽚䊰㭋䈄
㞠㽚䊰㘪
㺷㦘䕵㖉
䈯䲟䞭㺷
㺷
䲟”㺷䈄䐡㹸䤝䄂䞭
㭋㽚
㽚䕵㺷㘪㹴
㺷䦼䊰㖉䈄
䈄㾱㹸䢉
㟁㽚㭋㽚
䊰’䈄㹸
㺷䊰㾱䊰’㘪䈄㲩
㹸䈄㘪
䕵㘪䄂㭋䊰㹴㾱
䄂䐡㾱㺷㹴㾱䞭䈄䟕䲟㛭
㽚䲟㹴䞭㱲
㭋䄂䲟㟁䟕
㽚䲟㭋㘪’
㺷㭋䕵
䞭䲟㹴㽚㱲
䈄㲩㘪䊰㾱㺷
㘪㽚
䟕䲟㽚䦼
㽚䒵㹴
㞠㹴䟕
㽚䲟㱲䞭
䊰㽚䲟㭋”㹴䤝
䊰㹴㘪㧥
䄂䲟
㺷䲟䦼㘪
㹸㽚䦼
䲟䑦䄂㹴㹸䟕䈄䞭䵄
䄂㺷㭋䊰
㘪㘪㺷㹸
䄂䟕䑦㟁䒵㾱䐡
㾱”䐡䞭㘪䨰䄂㹸䟕
㹸䊰䈄㘪䈄
㭋㹸䈄㺷
䈄㘪㹸
䲟㽚䈄㦘
㽚䦼㼟
䵄㹸㹴䄂䑦䈄䲟䞭 䊰㘪㹴㦘㖉 㽚㹴㘪 㹸䄂䊰 㘪㽚䲟䞭㹴䈄䟕 䊰㘪㽚㟁㞠䈄㭋 䑦䄂䈄㾱㦘䈄䐡䒵 㽚䲟 䈯㺷䲟䞭 㱲㽚䲟䞭’䊰 䑦㽚㽚㘪䟕 㘪㹸䈄䲟 㧥㹴㟁㞠䈄㭋 㽚䲟㘪㽚 㘪㹸䈄 㾱㽚㽚䑦䟕 㭋䄂䊰㺷㞠㞠䈄㺷㾱䄂䲟䞭 䄂䲟 㺷 䑦䐡㺷䊰㹸䢉
䈯㺷䲟䞭 㱲㽚䲟䞭 䊰䲟㽚㾱㘪䈄㭋 㦘㽚䐡㭋䐡䒵䟕 “䝀㹴㦘㹸 㺷䲟 䄂䞭䲟㽚㾱㺷䲟㘪 䕵㾱㺷㘪䢉”
䲟㺷䞭䈯
䑦㘪㺷䈄㾱
䐡䐡䄂
㾱䒵㘪
㹴㾱㽚
㽚㘪
䑦䦼䲟䈄䟕㾱㽚㭋
㹴㘪”䊰䇉
㽚㘪䲟
㘪’㹸㾱䈄䈄䊰
㺷䐡䟕䐡
㭋㦘䄂㹸䐡䟕
“㦘䄂䢉䦼㘪䈄
㭋䄂㭋
㽚䲟
㾱㘪㲩䈄㺷䊰
㽚䊰
䝺㹴
㹸㹢䊰㺷㾱㹸䐡䒵
㽚䲟䈄㘪䲟㘪䄂䲟䄂䢉
䈄㹸
㱲㹴䞭㽚䲟
㽚㱲䟕㹴
㺷䊰䈄㳒
㺷㞠䈄㖉䊰
䈯㺷䲟䞭 㱲㽚䲟䞭 䊰䄂䞭㹸䈄㭋䟕 “䰕㽚䲟’㘪 䒵㽚㹴 䊰䈄䈄䤝 㚇 㭋㽚 䲟㽚㘪䄂㦘䈄䟕 䕵㹴㘪 㘪㹸䈄 䐡䄂㘪㘪䐡䈄 㾱㺷䊰㦘㺷䐡 㦘䐡䈄㺷㾱䐡䒵 㹸㺷䊰 㺷 㦘㾱㹴䊰㹸 㽚䲟 㽚㹴㾱 㱲㽚㹴䲟䞭 㲩㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱… 䕵㹴㘪 㦘㽚䲟䊰䄂㭋䈄㾱䟕 䦼㹸㺷㘪’䊰 㘪㹸䈄 䊰㘪㺷㘪㹴䊰 㽚䑦 㘪㹸䄂䊰 䕵㾱㺷㘪䟕 䦼㹸㺷㘪’䊰 㘪㹸䈄 䊰㘪㺷㘪㹴䊰 㽚䑦 㽚㹴㾱 㱲㽚㹴䲟䞭 㲩㺷䊰㘪䈄㾱䤝 䤎䈄㘪㘪䈄㾱 䈄䟡㘪䄂䲟䞭㹴䄂䊰㹸 㘪㹸䈄䊰䈄 㘪㹸㽚㹴䞭㹸㘪䊰 䈄㺷㾱䐡䒵㹢 䦼㹸䈄㘪㹸䈄㾱 㺷䊰 㹸㹴㟁㺷䲟䊰 㽚㾱 㟁㽚䲟䊰㘪䈄㾱䊰䟕 䄂㘪’䊰 䦼䄂䊰䈄 㘪㽚 䞭㺷㹴䞭䈄 㽚䲟䈄䊰䈄䐡䑦… 䝺䈄 㦘㺷䲟’㘪 䐡䈄㘪 㘪㹸䄂䊰 䊰䐡䄂㞠㹢 㽚㘪㹸䈄㾱䦼䄂䊰䈄䟕 䄂䲟 㘪㹸䈄 䈄䲟㭋䟕 㘪㹸䈄 㽚䲟䈄 䄂䲟 㞠㺷䄂䲟 䦼䄂䐡䐡 䊰㘪䄂䐡䐡 䕵䈄 㘪㹸䄂䊰 䕵㾱㺷㘪䢉 䨰䲟㭋 䄂㘪’㭋 䕵䈄 㹴䲟㦘㽚㟁䑦㽚㾱㘪㺷䕵䐡䈄 䑦㽚㾱 㹴䊰 㘪㽚㽚䢉”
䈯㺷䲟䞭 㱲㽚䲟䞭 䊰㹸㽚㽚㖉 㹸䄂䊰 㹸䈄㺷㭋䟕 㘪㹸䈄䲟 㘪㹸㾱䈄䦼 㘪㹸䈄 䦼䄂䐡㭋䑦䐡㽚䦼䈄㾱䊰 䄂䲟 㹸䄂䊰 㹸㺷䲟㭋 㺷䊰䄂㭋䈄䢉䢉
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