Chapter 1256: Chapter 97: The Cuckoo in the Hive
In the darkroom.
Luo Qiu gently placed the exposed and enlarged photo paper into the developing tray that the maid had prepared.
The pure white photo paper gradually revealed black and white patterns, like ink spreading in water, and he enjoyed this process very much.
In the dim red safety light, Luo Qiu looked up and met the gaze of the maid, and they exchanged a smile.
After 60 seconds, Luo Qiu picked up the photo paper with new tweezers from the developer tray and placed it in the stop bath tray. After approximately 10 seconds, he picked it up again and placed it into the fixer tray.
When the timer reached 30 seconds from the restart, Luo Qiu smiled satisfyingly and took out the developed photo to rinse off the liquid with distilled water.
He did not plan to speed up the drying process… Although separating the liquid from the photo paper was just a matter of willpower, he evidently preferred watching it dry naturally.
This would be an enjoyable process.
“Where does Master plan to put it?” the maid asked softly.
Luo Qiu smiled and said, “Just hide it away.”
Like that little rubber ball, or perhaps a small pot of gem flowers, or even just a seed, You Ye knew her master always enjoyed collecting these little trinkets.
Though small, the will contained within them would linger like the fragrance of submerged agarwood beads, enduring for a long time.
It had nothing to do with the shop’s profit, just a matter of the master’s collecting hobby… The maid had always allowed this hobby to continue because she also grew to love these things.
The washing was done privately, and another finished product had already been sent to the happily departing family.
“Hmm… I’ve used the equipment from this photo studio.”
Before leaving, Boss Luo directly restored the equipment he had used to its original appearance and weight… Adding extra money would probably seem strange, wouldn’t it?
The real owner of the photo studio had actually fallen asleep in the lounge… It was past closing time, after all, he lived just upstairs… How did he fall asleep?
The studio owner shook his head in confusion and was about to return to the store to tidy up when he vaguely saw two figures leaving.
He rubbed his eyes but saw nothing… Perhaps it was just an illusion?
Never mind, nothing seems to be missing anyway.
…
“It’s this late already.
On the street, Luo Qiu looked up at the long street ahead, like a camera lens tracing all the way to the end… He glanced at the appliance store display he was passing by.
The televisions in the display were airing different programs… The boss’s eyes lingered on the news channel.
“… Recently, several cases of homeless people disappearing have occurred in the city, and the police urge citizens to be cautious and stay safe.”
Luo Qiu stopped.
The maid softly said, “Master?”
Luo Qiu shook his head, said nothing, and then turned to hold the maid’s hand, smiling, “Acpany me for a while longer.”
It seemed that A Lai Ye was beginning to prepare a new script… After willfully redefining Ren Ziling, the original conflict between Transcendent and ordinary affairs was naturally postponed.
The major script’s trajectory would not be altered, and since this reboot opted for the conflict between Transcendent and ordinary… Although the reboot’s time was delayed, it probably wouldn’t wait till then to actually take action.
In the earlier stages, meticulous preparations would naturally have to be made—before Ren Ziling, the protagonist was ‘Clothed Daoist’, but who would the newly chosen ‘protagonist’ be after Ren Ziling?
In fact, Luo Qiu could just ask it straightforwardly, given the higher permissions he had… However, it’s better not to disturb it for now.
Sometimes, Luo Qiu also felt somewhat guilty towards 003 A Lai Ye; he had already asked it to change the major script once.
Although with A Lai Ye’s ability to simulate scenarios, altering the ‘script’ midway wasn’t difficult, having to simulate again and again—if A Lai Ye had a ‘heart’, it probably would have burst into anger by now?
Like designers constantly hassled by clients to revise blueprints.
Boss Luo’s certain mischievousness struck suddenly; he wondered if this heartless administrator could really have moments when it bursts into fury… It would probably be quite cute.
…
…
Pier, warehouse district.
Taking advantage of the late night, a black Series 7 car slowly drove in. Soon after, the vehicle stopped in front of a container… Several youths playing lookout here immediately put on smiles and approached as the car arrived.
“Boss Cheng!”
“Good evening, Boss Cheng!”
The man who got out of the car discreetly used a tissue to cover his nose… Cheng Yun somewhat disliked the smell here.
All kinds of smells were present, and naturally, all kinds of people too… As he came over, he even encountered two other cars of similar kind, only heading to different places—a lot of smuggling bosses chose this location to unload their goods.
Cheng Yun said nothing initially, just nodded slightly—several waiting youths understood the gesture, and the leading one signaled to those behind. Two youths then proceeded to slowly open the container while the other two, one holding an iron rod and the other a watermelon knife, stood by.
The door of the container slowly opened, and beams from two strong flashlights shot in. In Cheng Yun’s view, at the back of the container, he could see over a dozen destitute, tattered homeless individuals with unclear ages due to their appearances, all curled up at the moment.
When the light hit them, naturally, they revealed looks of fear… Though some appeared dazed.
“Boss Cheng, how about it? Sixteen as per your instructions.” The leading one flatteringly said: “All picked up from outside, mostly fools, and no one noticed. Rest assured, my brothers are very discreet.”
“Really?” Cheng Yun said calmly.
He actually had a bit of a rough voice, rather sharp, naturally giving off somewhat sinister vibes when he spoke.
The leading one nodded and bowed deeply, saying, “Of course, with instructions from Boss Cheng, we brothers are bound to do well!”
Cheng Yun sneered, “Oh really, but I heard that the police recently took on some missing homeless reports?”
“How could it be!” the leading one exclaimed hurriedly.
“Hmph.” Cheng Yun snorted coldly, “Not possible? The news on television clearly reported it, you think I’m a fool? Fatty Chicken, do you think my money is so easy to earn, that any way of earning is acceptable?”
The leading one… Fatty Chicken immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
Good people fear bullies, scoundrels, and gangsters. But even those gangsters naturally have people they’re afraid of, those with significant power both politically and mercially; that’s the type they fear the most.
“It’s… it’s like this!” Fatty Chicken said in fear: “It’s just that two of my underlings were foolish, couldn’t find anyone and grabbed a couple from the train station… Maybe that’s where the mistake happened.”
“Hmph!”
“Boss Cheng, I won’t dare next time, I’ll definitely keep the people below in line!” Fatty Chicken swallowed, “Give me another chance! Next time I’ll definitely follow your instructions!”
Cheng Yun was just scaring these people… He always needed someone to do things for him. These days, business is tough, and those black-stained guys have mostly started transforming or whitening in the past decade, so finding people in one place might just end up being the remaining few.
“No need.” Cheng Yun said coldly, “Now that there’s a mess, you better hide… But don’t hide here, go somewhere else, don’t stay here.”
“Boss Cheng, what do you mean?” Fatty Chicken wasn’t quite sure of Cheng Yun’s intention.
Cheng Yun rolled his eyes, “Can’t you find people in the lower counties? Fire a shot in one place, can you? How did you guys end up in the underworld?”
“Yes, yes, I understand!” Fatty Chicken nodded quickly, then cheekily said, “So… Boss Cheng, what about this shipment?”
He pondered for a moment, and waved his hand. Someone behind him walked up, looking at Fatty Chicken, “Don’t worry, Boss Cheng won’t miss paying you for your hard work! Next time be sharp, if anything goes wrong again, take a trip to Thailand, and debut when you e back!”
“Huh?”
Fatty Chicken didn’t know what this meant, only thought Thailand was nice, used to have fun with some ladyboys, still missing it.
No hope… such quality.
This generation’s hooligans are no good… Cheng Yun sighed inwardly, finally glancing at the ‘goods’ inside the container, muttering, “How e there’s a bald head… really unlucky!”
Not long after, the container was loaded onto a truck and slowly drove away.
…
…
Three researchers with some fright, wearing white robes, looking like they hadn’t rested well for days, were exhausted, were being pushed into an office by a few men at this moment.
This was still Auston Pharmaceuticals… The incident that night had passed three days.
The researchers in the underground lab didn’t know what had happened outside these three days, only knew that after the incubation tank exploded that day, they were locked up by the intruders.
The three who arrived were the main heads of the research team, one leader and two deputies… They originally thought they were going to meet Mr. Haus, but unexpectedly it was Jimmy, Mr. Haus’s private assistant.
Chinese name is Tang Tianlin.
“You can go out first.” Jimmy… Tang Tianlin waved his hand.
A few men who clearly weren’t ordinary Auston security nodded silently and left, closing the office door as they went.
Tang Tianlin sat in the chair, gazing at the three who had been responsible for the underground research project for years, his look made the three frightened.
“Assistant Tang, we…”
Seeing the three were uneasy, Tang Tianlin said expressionlessly, “Not to mention the woman who broke in… This experiment was destined to fail, wasn’t it.”
The three trembled slightly, the leading Doctor gritted his teeth, “Assistant Tang! I’m responsible for this matter alone, I kept it from Mr. Haus… But, but I had no choice, consciousness transfer technology is simply not something humans can research at this stage! Not to mention transfer, even copying consciousness can’t be done! But Mr. Haus urged me so urgently… I really had no way out! I’ll take full responsibility for this matter, hope you can spare them for the sake of our work these years…”
“Doctor!” The two researchers behind seemed sad and angry.
Tang Tianlin waved his hand, indicating the three should not be impatient, “Though this experiment failed, I think failure is not bad either…”
The three were originally anxious, but hearing Tang Tianlin’s latter words, froze in place… What did he say, failure is still good?
Tang Tianlin slowly said, “I plan to disband this research group, you three, and your team members, I’ll arrange for you to return to where you were, reunite with your family… But not now.”
“Did I hear wrong…” The Doctor stared incredulously at Tang Tianlin in front of him.
Mr. Haus would disband this research group? It’s absolutely impossible; no one knew better than him about that old man’s obsession with living, unless Mr. Haus had…
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something.
He somewhat knew some things about Mr. Haus… This old man left no descendants, solitary, if Mr. Haus can’t ‘be reborned’, then his wealth would…
The Doctor looked at Tang Tianlin in horror, silent.
“That’s it.” Tang Tianlin said indifferently, “I’ll arrange for you to live somewhere else first. You won’t be able to leave immediately, but I’ll allow you to contact your family first… Of course, I don’t wish for you to reveal what’s happened these years. Five years ago, Haus could find you and your family, and I imagine doing five years ago again isn’t difficult for me.”
“Don’t worry, we won’t reveal what happened these years!”
“Go ahead, I’ll give each of you a sum of money, consider it salary for these years.” Tang Tianlin waved his hand and pressed the desk phone.
Not long after, someone entered and took the three away.
Tang Tianlin was left alone in this office—this was originally Haus’s office and also the place where the underground lab’s entrance was hidden.
The office’s door locks were replaced with new ones the next day… He had found the mechanism to enter the underground lab during these two days.
After locking the door, Tang Tianlin opened the entrance to the underground lab again.
He slowly walked down.
The guards originally fallen here aside, the researcher’s bodies had already been cleaned away… handling those bodies took him quite some effort.
Besides that, there was no sign of tidying up here, the shattered remains of the exploded incubation tanks still scattered.
Tang Tianlin walked alone into the area originally meant for the researchers—there was a place for closing disobedient interns.
Mr. Haus specially constructed a water dungeon.
And at this moment, in the water dungeon, a man wearing only a white shirt, shivering in the cold water dungeon and chained by iron, became extremely excited hearing the footsteps.
“Let me out!! Let me out!! I’m Jimmy, Assistant Tang!!! I’ve been kidnapped! Let me go…”
His shouting had to suddenly stop, showing a look of extreme horror… Seeing the man appearing before him.
Wearing his clothes, even with a face just like his… The day at the club, suddenly attacking from behind, swapping himself with the devil!
“Don’t e!! Stay away!” He struggled in the water dungeon fearfully, stirring up waves of water.
‘Tang Tianlin’ squatted above the water dungeon at this time, said calmly, “Looks like you’re still spirited, did I e too early?”
Jimmy suddenly stopped his frantic struggle, lifted his head, glared poisonously above, gritting his teeth, “Qin Zheng…”
‘Tang Tianlin’ said calmly, “Haus won’t live long, when I pull out the breathing tube, that’s when he’ll die… Don’t think he can save you, you’re ultimately just his first failure…”
“What are you trying to do!!” He roared from the water dungeon, “Qin Zheng! Didn’t expect you to be so tolerant!! Last time you survived, didn’t expect you hid, even got plastic surgery into me… You want to swallow the entire Auston Group?!!”
“Perfect Human Cells…” ‘Tang Tianlin’ said slowly, “Tell me, where are they hidden.”
䨦㪔’䴝䚐’㵥䓖䴝㵥
㫤䱈
䨦䴝㵥䤌䫤
䓖䴝㵝䩣䫤㫎㟘
䓖䱈㹶䱈㸁䫤
蘆
䴝䙑䩣㘌䙑
擄
㟘䴝䰝㵥
㺬䐞㟘䫤䚐
䨦㵥䳿䫤䴝䱈㵝㫎㟘
㟘䰝䫤
䇨㵥
盧
櫓
㫎㟘䫾
㚨䚐㵥䴝䤌
盧
㟘䓖䱈䙑䩣䨦
‘㪔䦴䚐㵥
盧
䚐䳿䳿㵥䦴䩣㺬䳿
蘆
䫤䫤㚨䚐㹶䚐㚨㺬
䨦㚨㺬䴰㵥䴝䱈
老
爐
䚐
櫓
“㼹䱈䐞 㹶䱈 䩣䱈㫎 㸁㵥䱈䐞 䚐䫾䱈㫎㟘 㟘䰝䫤 㮭䫤㺬㫤䫤䤌㟘 䳟䫤䴝㵥䦴䳿䳿䳿”
‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’ 䤌䚐䓖䙑䓖䩣 䨦䚐䴝㹶䴰 “䇨䨦 䴝㟘 㟘䰝䚐㟘 䨦㟘㺬䚐㵥䦴䫤䳿䳿䳿 䱈㺬 䰝䚐䇒䫤 䩣䱈㫎 㫤䱈㺬䦴䱈㟘㟘䫤㵥 䐞䰝䱈 䐞䫤㺬䫤 䴝㵥 㟘䰝䫤 䱈㺬䴝䦴䴝㵥䚐䓖 䓖䚐䫾䱈㺬䚐㟘䱈㺬䩣㝦”
䨦䫤㵥䫤䤌䴝䳿䓖
䱈䫤㹶䐞䓖䫤㺬
㵥䴝
㹶䫤䰝䚐
䙑䴝䩣㘌䙑
䰝䴝䨦
㪔䰝䫤 䱈㺬䴝䦴䴝㵥䚐䓖 䓖䚐䫾䱈㺬䚐㟘䱈㺬䩣䳿䳿䳿 㘮䴝䓖䓖 㙇䱈㫎䦴䓖䚐䨦䴰 㬰䴝㵥 㟾䰝䫤㵥䦴䴰 䈔䚐㵥 㬵䴝䚐䱈 䈔䚐㵥䳿䳿䳿 㹭䫤䇒䫤㺬䚐䓖 㵥䚐䙑䫤䨦 㫤䓖䚐䨦䰝䫤㹶 㟘䰝㺬䱈㫎䦴䰝 䰝䴝䨦 䙑䴝㵥㹶 䴝㵥 䚐㵥 䴝㵥䨦㟘䚐㵥㟘䳿
“䇨 㹶䱈㵥’㟘 㸁㵥䱈䐞䳿” 㘌䴝䙑䙑䩣 㺬䚐䴝䨦䫤㹶 䰝䴝䨦 䰝䫤䚐㹶䴰 “㼹䚐㫎䨦 㵥䫤䇒䫤㺬 㟘䱈䓖㹶 䙑䫤 䚐㵥䩣㟘䰝䴝㵥䦴 䚐䫾䱈㫎㟘 㟘䰝䫤 㮭䫤㺬㫤䫤䤌㟘 㼹㫎䙑䚐㵥 䅶䫤䓖䓖䨦䳿䳿䳿 䇨’䙑 㭣㫎䨦㟘 䚐 㟘䱈䱈䓖 䴝㵥 䰝䴝䨦 䰝䚐㵥㹶䨦䳿 㙇䱈 䩣䱈㫎 㟘䰝䴝㵥㸁 䰝䫤 䐞䱈㫎䓖㹶 㟘䫤䓖䓖 䙑䫤 䚐䓖䓖 䰝䴝䨦 䨦䫤䤌㺬䫤㟘䨦㝦”
䚐
䇨㫤”
㹶䱈䓖䩣䤌䓖
䨦䚐䴝䳿㹶
䱈㟘
㺬䓖䓖䚐䫤䩣
䴝䓖’㵥㪔䴝㵥䚐
䚐䫾㹶
㫎䱈䩣
䴝㟘䨦䨦䚐䚐䨦㵥㟘
䱈㪔䱈
㚨䫤䱈䨦䓖㵥㺬䚐
㵥㟘’䚐”㺬䳿䫤
㵥䚐㪔䦴’
䩣䱈㫎
㼹䚐䳿䳿䨦䳿㫎
㺬䐞䫤䫤
䨦㫎㟘㭣
㘌䴝䙑䙑䩣 㫤㺬䱈䐞㵥䫤㹶䴰 䰝䫤 䐞䚐䨦 䚐㟘 䚐㵥 䚐䫾䨦䱈䓖㫎㟘䫤 㹶䴝䨦䚐㹶䇒䚐㵥㟘䚐䦴䫤 䴝㵥 㟘䰝䫤 䤌㫎㺬㺬䫤㵥㟘 䨦䴝㟘㫎䚐㟘䴝䱈㵥䴰 䐞䴝㟘䰝 䰝䴝䨦 䓖䴝㫤䫤 䚐㵥㹶 㹶䫤䚐㟘䰝 䫾䫤䴝㵥䦴 䴝㵥 㟘䰝䫤 䰝䚐㵥㹶䨦 䱈㫤 㟘䰝䫤 䱈㚨㚨䱈㵥䫤㵥㟘— 䫾㫎㟘 䚐䨦 䓖䱈㵥䦴 䚐䨦 㟘䰝䴝䨦 䦴㫎䩣 䴝䨦 䴝㵥㟘䫤㺬䫤䨦㟘䫤㹶 䴝㵥 㟘䰝䫤 㮭䫤㺬㫤䫤䤌㟘 㼹㫎䙑䚐㵥 䅶䫤䓖䓖䨦䴰 䰝䫤 䨦㟘䴝䓖䓖 䰝䚐㹶 䚐 䤌䰝䚐㵥䤌䫤 㟘䱈 㵥䫤䦴䱈㟘䴝䚐㟘䫤䳿䳿䳿 䶑䇒䫤㵥 㟘䰝䱈㫎䦴䰝 䰝䫤 㟘㺬㫎䓖䩣 㹶䴝㹶㵥’㟘 㸁㵥䱈䐞 䐞䰝䫤㺬䫤 㼹䚐㫎䨦 䰝䚐㹶 䰝䴝㹶㹶䫤㵥 㟘䰝䚐㟘 䫾䚐㟘䤌䰝 䱈㫤 䤌䫤䓖䓖䨦䳿
“䇨 㟘㺬㫎䓖䩣 䚐䙑 䱈㵥䓖䩣 㼹䚐㫎䨦’䨦 䨦䫤䓖㫤䣚䚐䨦䨦䴝䦴㵥䫤㹶 䚐䨦䨦䴝䨦㟘䚐㵥㟘䳿” 㘌䴝䙑䙑䩣 䨦䰝䱈䱈㸁 䰝䴝䨦 䰝䫤䚐㹶䴰 “㙇䴝㹶 䩣䱈㫎 䙑䴝䨦㫎㵥㹶䫤㺬䨦㟘䚐㵥㹶 䨦䱈䙑䫤㟘䰝䴝㵥䦴䴰 㹶䱈 䩣䱈㫎 㟘䰝䴝㵥㸁 䇨 䤌䱈㫎䓖㹶 䫾䫤 䰝䴝䨦 䴝䓖䓖䫤䦴䴝㟘䴝䙑䚐㟘䫤 䨦䱈㵥㝦”
䨦䴝䨦㺬㟘䙑㫤㫎㫎䓖㟘
䚐㹶㵥
㫎䱈䩣
㵥䫤䇒䫤
䚐䦴㵥䤌㹶䓖䫤
䚐㟘
‘㵥䚐㪔䦴
䓖㟘䓖䫤
䫤䨦䚐㸁䞁
䙑䴰䙑䩣䴝㘌
䫤䫤䨦䨦㵥䴰
䴰䴝㺬㵥䴝䓖䦴䘢䫤䚐
䚐㫎䨦㼹䨦’
䱈㵥䐞㸁
㹭”䱈
䩣䱈㫎
㵥䱈䐞
㟘䴝㟘䳿㵥䩣䫤㹶䳿䴝䳿
䴝䚐䴝㵥㪔㵥䓖’
䴝䫤䦴㵥䇒
䴝䙑䫤䩣䫤䦴䓖䨦㵥
㵥䚐䫤㺬㫎䴰㟘
㵥㹶㹶䴝䫤䫤
䫤䰝
㟘㹶䐞䓖㵥’䱈㫎
䱈㚨䨦㫎䨦㫎䨦䴝䴝䤌
㵥䱈㹶㟘’
㺬㫎䩣䱈
䰝䨦㟘”䴝䳿
“㬰䴝㵥 㟾䰝䫤㵥䦴㱾 㙇䱈㵥’㟘 㟘䚐䓖㸁 䴝㵥 㺬䴝㹶㹶䓖䫤䨦 䰝䫤㺬䫤㱾㱾” 㼹䫤 㺬䱈䚐㺬䫤㹶 㫤䴝䫤㺬䤌䫤䓖䩣䳿
‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’ 䨦䴝䦴䰝䫤㹶䴰 “䇨㟘’䨦 䱈㸁䚐䩣 㟘䱈 㟘䫤䓖䓖 䩣䱈㫎䳿䳿䳿 䇨’䇒䫤 䨦䚐䴝㹶䴰 䩣䱈㫎’㺬䫤 䱈㵥䓖䩣 㼹䚐㫎䨦’䨦 㫤䴝㺬䨦㟘 㫤䚐䴝䓖㫎㺬䫤— 䚐㵥㹶 䙑䱈㺬䫤䱈䇒䫤㺬䴰 㟘䰝䫤 䴝㵥䴝㟘䴝䚐䓖 䓖䚐䫾䱈㺬䚐㟘䱈㺬䩣 䐞䚐䨦 䤌㺬䫤䚐㟘䫤㹶 䫾䩣 䙑䫤 䚐㵥㹶 䙑䩣 㟘䫤䚐䤌䰝䫤㺬䳿”
䫤㺬䩣㟘䫤䓖㜁䫤䙑
䒋䫤䱈”‘㫎㺬
㹶䚐㵥
䩣䳿䚐㺬䳿䳿䦴㵥
㹶㹶㵥䩣䫤䨦㫎䓖
㟘㵥䚐㸁䴝䦴䓖
㫎㺬㫤䱈㫎䨦䴝
䫤㵥”䫤䱈㱾㵥䨦㱾㵥㱾䨦
㫎㫤䚐㺬䓖䳿䫤㫤
䫤䚐䤌䫾䙑䫤
㺬㚨䫤䴝䨦䫤㵥䱈㜁䨦
䩣䙑’㘌䙑䨦䴝
‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’ 䤌䚐䓖䙑䓖䩣 䨦䚐䴝㹶䴰 “㪔䰝䚐㟘’䨦 㭣㫎䨦㟘 䰝䱈䐞 䴝㟘 䴝䨦䳿 䅶䓖䱈㵥䴝㵥䦴 㟘䫤䤌䰝㵥䱈䓖䱈䦴䩣 䫤㜁䴝䨦㟘䫤㹶 䓖䱈㵥䦴 䚐䦴䱈䴰 䐞䰝䩣 㹶䱈 䩣䱈㫎 㟘䰝䴝㵥㸁 㼹䚐㫎䨦 䐞䚐䴝㟘䫤㹶 㫎㵥㟘䴝䓖 㟘䱈㹶䚐䩣 㟘䱈 㟘㺬㫎䓖䩣 䨦㟘䚐㺬㟘 㚨䓖䚐㵥㵥䴝㵥䦴㝦 㼹䚐㫎䨦 䴝㵥㹶䫤䫤㹶 䐞䚐㵥㟘䨦 䚐 䓖䱈㵥䦴 䓖䴝㫤䫤䴰 䫾㫎㟘 㟘䰝䫤 䱈㺬䴝䦴䴝㵥䚐䓖 䤌䱈㵥䤌䫤㚨㟘 䐞䚐䨦㵥’㟘 䓖䴝㸁䫤 㟘䰝䫤 䤌㫎㺬㺬䫤㵥㟘 䱈㵥䫤䴰 㟘㺬䚐㵥䨦㫤䫤㺬㺬䴝㵥䦴 䤌䱈㵥䨦䤌䴝䱈㫎䨦㵥䫤䨦䨦 㟘䱈 䚐 䤌䱈䙑㚨䓖䫤㟘䫤䓖䩣 㵥䫤䐞 䫾䱈㹶䩣䳿䳿䳿 䧽㫤 䤌䱈㫎㺬䨦䫤䴰 㫤䚐䤌㟘䨦 㚨㺬䱈䇒䫤 㟘䰝䚐㟘 㟘䰝䴝䨦 䴝䨦 䴝䙑㚨䱈䨦䨦䴝䫾䓖䫤䴰 䚐㟘 䓖䫤䚐䨦㟘 䐞䴝㟘䰝 䰝㫎䙑䚐㵥 㟘䫤䤌䰝㵥䱈䓖䱈䦴䩣䴰 䴝㟘 䤌䚐㵥’㟘 䫾䫤 䚐䤌䰝䴝䫤䇒䫤㹶䳿 㹭䱈䴰 䫤䇒䫤㺬 䨦䴝㵥䤌䫤 䙑䩣 㟘䫤䚐䤌䰝䫤㺬 䐞䚐䨦 䤌䚐㚨㟘㫎㺬䫤㹶䴰 㟘䰝䫤䨦䫤 㚨䚐䨦㟘 㫤䫤䐞 䩣䫤䚐㺬䨦䴰 㼹䚐㫎䨦 䰝䚐䨦 䫾䫤䫤㵥 䓖䴝䇒䴝㵥䦴 䴝㵥 䚐 㵥䴝䦴䰝㟘䙑䚐㺬䫤 䰝䫤 䙑䚐䩣 㵥䫤䇒䫤㺬 䐞䚐㸁䫤 㫤㺬䱈䙑䳿”
“䇨 㹶䱈㵥’㟘 㸁㵥䱈䐞 䐞䰝䚐㟘 䩣䱈㫎’㺬䫤 䨦䚐䩣䴝㵥䦴䴰 䇨 㹶䱈㵥’㟘 㸁㵥䱈䐞 䐞䰝䚐㟘 䩣䱈㫎’㺬䫤 䨦䚐䩣䴝㵥䦴䳿䳿䳿” 㘌䴝䙑䙑䩣’䨦 䇒䱈䴝䤌䫤 㟘㺬䫤䙑䫾䓖䫤㹶䳿䳿䳿 䨦䱈䙑䫤 㟘䰝䴝㵥䦴䨦 䰝䫤 㵥䫤䇒䫤㺬 㟘䰝䱈㫎䦴䰝㟘 䚐䫾䱈㫎㟘䳿䳿䳿 䙑䚐㸁䴝㵥䦴 䰝䴝䙑 㫤䫤䫤䓖 㟘䫤㺬㺬䴝䫾䓖䩣 䚐㫤㺬䚐䴝㹶䳿
䓖䨦䱈㫎䰝㹶
㟘䴝
㺬䤌䚐䫤䰝㺬䤌㟘䚐
䫤䫤䓖䤌䚐㜁㟘䴰㚨䴝㵥䱈
䫤㺬䦴㟘㵥䚐䨦
䚐㹶䨦㟘㺬䫤㵥㹶㵥㫎
䱈㹶
䒋㺬”‘㫎䱈䫤
䱈㫎㹶䓖䤌
䚐㵥’䓖䴝㵥䴝㪔
䴰㹶䴝䨦䫤
䩣䫾
䳿䳿䚐䤌䓖㺬䳿䫤
䰫䫤㟘
䱈㫎䩣㺬
䱈㙇
䚐䨦’㼹䨦㫎
䫤䫤䴰䫤䨦㺬㹶㵥
䴝㵥㸁䰝㟘
㺬䫤䚐
㟘㝦㟘㺬䨦㫎
䦴䨦㚨䨦㫎䴝䚐䨦㺬㵥
䩣㺬䓖㟘㫎
䫾䫤
㵥䱈䩣䇒䫤㺬䫤䫤
“䱈㟘㵥’㙇
䩣㫎䱈
䴰䴝䰝䙑
䚐䦴㵥䴝
䱈䩣㫎
䙑䫤
㼹䚐䨦㫎’䨦
䓖㝦”䫤䫤䨦
䚐㪔’㵥䦴
㫎䩣䱈
㫎䱈䩣
䰝䴝㸁㟘㵥
䨦䴝䰝
䰝䦴䫤䴝㵥㚨䓖
䩣䓖䚐䓖㺬䳿䤌䫤
䨦䩣䫤䱈㫎㫤䳿”䓖㺬
䙑㟘䨦䱈
䴝䫤㟘䚐䨦䫾䴝䓖䴝
䐞䩣䰝
㫤㹶㵥䴝
㫎䩣䱈
“䇨䳿䳿䳿”
“䒋䱈㫎’㺬䫤 㭣㫎䨦㟘 㟘䰝䫤 㫤䴝㺬䨦㟘 䤌䓖䱈㵥䫤 㼹䚐㫎䨦 䤌㺬䫤䚐㟘䫤㹶 䚐䨦 䚐 䫾䚐䤌㸁㫎㚨䳿” ‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’ 䓖䱈䱈㸁䫤㹶 䚐㟘 䰝䴝䙑 䤌䱈䙑㚨䚐䨦䨦䴝䱈㵥䚐㟘䫤䓖䩣䴰 “䇨㵥䴝㟘䴝䚐䓖䓖䩣 㼹䚐㫎䨦 㹶䴝㹶㵥’㟘 䐞䚐㵥㟘 䤌䱈㵥䨦䤌䴝䱈㫎䨦㵥䫤䨦䨦 㟘㺬䚐㵥䨦㫤䫤㺬䳿䳿䳿 㼹䫤 㭣㫎䨦㟘 䐞䚐㵥㟘䫤㹶 䚐 䤌䱈䙑㚨䓖䫤㟘䫤 䚐㵥㹶 䰝䫤䚐䓖㟘䰝䩣 䫾䱈㹶䩣 㟘䰝䚐㟘 䤌䱈㫎䓖㹶 㚨㺬䱈䇒䴝㹶䫤 㫤㺬䫤䨦䰝䴰 䦴䫤㵥䫤㟘䴝䤌䚐䓖䓖䩣 䤌䱈䙑㚨䚐㟘䴝䫾䓖䫤 䱈㺬䦴䚐㵥䨦 䐞䴝㟘䰝䱈㫎㟘 㺬䫤㭣䫤䤌㟘䴝䱈㵥 䚐㟘 䚐㵥䩣 㟘䴝䙑䫤䳿 㹭䴝䙑㚨䓖䩣 㚨㫎㟘䴰 䩣䱈㫎’㺬䫤 䚐 㚨䚐㺬㟘 㼹䚐㫎䨦 䤌㺬䫤䚐㟘䫤㹶䳿 䶑䇒䫤㵥 䩣䱈㫎’㺬䫤 㼹䚐㫎䨦’䨦 䓖䚐䨦㟘 㺬䫤䨦䱈㺬㟘䴰 䴝㫤 䰝䫤 䤌䱈㫎䓖㹶㵥’㟘 䓖䚐䨦㟘 㫎㵥㟘䴝䓖 㟘䰝䫤 䫤㜁㚨䫤㺬䴝䙑䫤㵥㟘 䨦㫎䤌䤌䫤䫤㹶䫤㹶䴰 䩣䱈㫎’㹶 䫾䫤 䨦䫤㵥㟘 㟘䱈 㟘䰝䫤 䱈㚨䫤㺬䚐㟘䴝㵥䦴 㟘䚐䫾䓖䫤䴰 㚨㺬䱈䇒䴝㹶䴝㵥䦴 䨦㫎㫤㫤䴝䤌䴝䫤㵥㟘 䱈㺬䦴䚐㵥䨦 㫤䱈㺬 䰝䴝䨦 䫾䱈㹶䩣䳿”
䓖䴝㵥䚐㵥䴝䴰㪔
䙑䚐
㵥䓖䦴㟘䚐㸁䴝
䙑䫤䴰
㺬䱈䴰䫤㺬䚐㹶
㚨䙑㟘䱈䫤䫤䤌䓖
㺬䙑䴝䴰䱈䨦䫤䫤䙑
䇨”
䙑䴝䩣㘌䙑
㫤䱈䙑㺬
䰝䚐䇒䫤
䇨
㟘䴝䫾㺬䰝
䙑䚐
䫾䱈㱾䩣䱈㱾㹶㵥㱾
䱈䫤䒋㺬㫎'”
䙑䚐
㵥䱈䨦㱾䫤䨦䫤㱾㵥㱾㵥”
“㱾䱈㵥䐞
䓖䓖㟘䴝
䦴㪔䚐㵥
䇨
“㹭㟘䱈㚨 㹶䫤䤌䫤䴝䇒䴝㵥䦴 䩣䱈㫎㺬䨦䫤䓖㫤䳿䳿䳿 㙇䱈 䩣䱈㫎 㺬䫤䙑䫤䙑䫾䫤㺬 䫤䇒䫤㵥㟘䨦 䫾䫤㫤䱈㺬䫤 㟘䰝䫤 䚐䦴䫤 䱈㫤 㟘䫤㵥㝦” ‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’ 䨦䰝䱈䱈㸁 䰝䴝䨦 䰝䫤䚐㹶䴰 “䒋䱈㫎㺬 㟘㺬㫎䫤 䙑䫤䙑䱈㺬䴝䫤䨦 䚐㺬䫤 䱈㵥䓖䩣 㟘䰝䫤䨦䫤 㚨䚐䨦㟘 㫤䫤䐞 䩣䫤䚐㺬䨦䴰 䫾䫤㫤䱈㺬䫤 㟘䰝䚐㟘䴰 䨦䴝㵥䤌䫤 䩣䱈㫎㺬 䤌㺬䫤䚐㟘䴝䱈㵥䴰 䩣䱈㫎’䇒䫤 䫾䫤䫤㵥 䤌䱈㵥㟘䴝㵥㫎䱈㫎䨦䓖䩣 㺬䫤䤌䫤䴝䇒䴝㵥䦴 䰝䩣㚨㵥䱈䨦䴝䨦䳿 㘮䫤 䤌䱈㫎䓖㹶㵥’㟘 䚐䤌䰝䴝䫤䇒䫤 䤌䱈㵥䨦䤌䴝䱈㫎䨦㵥䫤䨦䨦 㟘㺬䚐㵥䨦㫤䫤㺬 䫾䚐䤌㸁 㟘䰝䫤㵥䴰 䫾㫎㟘 㫎䨦䴝㵥䦴 䰝䩣㚨㵥䱈䨦䴝䨦 䚐㵥㹶 㹶㺬㫎䦴䨦䴰 䦴䴝䇒䴝㵥䦴 䩣䱈㫎 䚐 䤌䱈䙑㚨䓖䫤㟘䫤 䫤㵥䱈㫎䦴䰝 䓖䴝㫤䫤 䐞䚐䨦 㹶䱈䚐䫾䓖䫤䳿”
“䈔䱈㵥䨦䫤㵥䨦䫤㱾㱾㱾 䈔䱈㵥䨦䫤㵥䨦䫤㱾㱾㱾 䈔䱈㵥䨦䫤㵥䨦䫤㱾㱾㱾㱾㱾㱾㱾”
䴝㵥
㟘䫤䰝
㼹䫤
䳿䚐㺬䐞䫤㟘
㚨䨦㺬䴝䱈㵥䴰
㵥䰝䤌䴝䚐䨦
㺬䐞䚐䫤㟘
㟘㺬䫤㟘㹶䚐䓖
䤌㺬䚐䴝䘢䓖䩣
㟘䫤䰝
㵥䴝䰝䓖䦴㚨䚐䨦䨦
䒋䫤㟘 ‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’ 㟘䱈䱈㸁 䱈㫎㟘 䚐 㸁䫤㺬䱈䨦䫤㵥䫤 䓖䴝䦴䰝㟘䫤㺬 㫤㺬䱈䙑 䰝䴝䨦 䤌䓖䱈㟘䰝䫤䨦䴰 䱈㚨䫤㵥䴝㵥䦴 䚐㵥㹶 䤌䓖䱈䨦䴝㵥䦴 䴝㟘䴰 㟘䰝䫤 䨦䱈㫎㵥㹶 䱈㫤 䙑䫤㟘䚐䓖 䤌䓖䚐䨦䰝䴝㵥䦴 䨦䱈 䤌䓖䫤䚐㺬䳿
㘌䴝䙑䙑䩣 㹶䴝㹶㵥’㟘 㸁㵥䱈䐞 䐞䰝䚐㟘 䰝䫤 䐞䚐䨦 㹶䱈䴝㵥䦴䴰 䓖䴝㸁䫤 䚐 䐞䴝䓖㹶 䫾䫤䚐䨦㟘䴰 㟘䰝䫤 䐞䰝䱈䓖䫤 㚨䫤㺬䨦䱈㵥 㺬㫎䨦䰝䫤㹶 㟘䱈 㟘䰝䫤 䐞䚐㟘䫤㺬 㚨㺬䴝䨦䱈㵥’䨦 䫤㹶䦴䫤䴰 㟘㺬䩣䴝㵥䦴 㟘䱈 䤌䓖䴝䙑䫾 㫎㚨䳿䳿䳿 㟘䱈 㵥䱈 䚐䇒䚐䴝䓖䴰 䫤䇒䫤㵥 䰝䴝䨦 㵥䚐䴝䓖䨦 䨦䤌㺬䚐㟘䤌䰝䫤㹶 㟘䴝䓖䓖 㟘䰝䫤䩣 㫤䫤䓖䓖 䱈㫤㫤䳿
䫤㟘㺬䫤㫎㹶㟘
㟘䓖㟘䫤㫎㫤䫾㺬䴰䩣
䓖䚐䫤䫤㵥䙑䴝䨦䨦䦴㵥
䨦䩣䓖䐞䓖䱈
䚐㵥䱈䫤䣚䴝㵥㺬㢾㹶䴝䴰䱈䣚䰫㹶䤌䚐
㵥䴝
㭣㟘䨦㫎
䫤䓖䦴㵥㫎䦴䨦䚐䚐䴰
䱈䨦䫤䙑
䴰䓖䨦㺬㵥䩣㚨䨦㜁䫤䓖䫤䨦䨦䴝䱈䫤
䁘䩕䴰
䴝㺬㫎䨦䚐䇒䱈
㵥䚐䴝䓖’㪔䴝㵥
䙑䴰䫤䡽䫤䙑
㟘㵥㹶㫎䫤㺬䫤䴰䓖䚐
㺬䰫䴝à㟘㹶”䚐䣚䣚䓖䳿䫤䴝䫾
“䨦䫤㵥㸁䚐䴰
䫤㺬㚨䚐䴰㚨
䦴㪔’䚐㵥
䱈䐞䴰䨦㺬㹶
㪔䰝䫤 䚐䓖䙑䱈䨦㟘 㫎㵥䤌䱈㵥㟘㺬䱈䓖䓖䫤㹶 㘌䴝䙑䙑䩣䴰 䚐䨦 ‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’䨦’ 䇒䱈䴝䤌䫤 䨦䱈㫎㵥㹶䫤㹶䴰 䚐䓖䱈㵥䦴 䐞䴝㟘䰝 㟘䰝䫤 䓖䴝䦴䰝㟘䫤㺬’䨦 䤌䓖䴝䤌㸁䨦䴰 䦴㺬䚐㹶㫎䚐䓖䓖䩣 㵝㫎䴝䫤㟘䫤㹶 㹶䱈䐞㵥䴰 㫎㵥㟘䴝䓖 㫤䴝㵥䚐䓖䓖䩣䴰 䰝䫤 䨦㟘䱈䱈㹶 䙑䱈㟘䴝䱈㵥䓖䫤䨦䨦 䴝㵥 㟘䰝䫤 䐞䚐㟘䫤㺬䳿
‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’ 㫤䴝㵥䚐䓖䓖䩣 䨦䚐䴝㹶䴰 “㔵㫎㺬䴝㸁䚐䫤䨦䰝䴝䳿”
䙑㘌䩣䙑䴝
䴰㫎㚨
㟘㟘䴝㵥㵥䩣䨦䚐䓖
䩕䁘䴰
䨦䐞䓖䩣䱈䓖
䫤䓖㟘㟘䴰㫤㫎䩣㺬䫾
㟘䫤䩣
㔵䳿㫎䰝㸁䴝䚐䨦䫤䴝㺬”
䙑䫤䨦㹶䫤䫤
䱈䤌䫤䴝䇒
㵥䐞㹶䱈㫎
㵥䚐䰫䫤䤌䱈䴝䣚䱈䣚䴝㵥䚐㺬㢾㹶㹶䴰
㚨䫤㚨䚐㺬䴰
䰝䴝䨦
䣚䫤䫤䫤㹶䙑䩣䴰㚨䩣㟘
䤌䫤䱈㹶㵥㟘䴝㵥䴰㫎
䡽䙑䴰䫤䫤䙑
㸁䴰䫤䨦㵥”䚐
䳿䰫䚐䴝à䓖䫤㺬㹶䴝䣚䫾㟘䣚䳿䳿
‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’ 䨦䓖䴝䦴䰝㟘䓖䩣 䨦䙑䴝䓖䫤㹶䴰 㚨㫎㟘 䚐䐞䚐䩣 㟘䰝䫤 䓖䴝䦴䰝㟘䫤㺬䴰 䚐㵥㹶 䨦䱈㫤㟘䓖䩣 䨦䚐䴝㹶 㟘䱈 㘌䴝䙑䙑䩣䴰 “㘮䫤䓖䤌䱈䙑䫤 䫾䚐䤌㸁䳿䳿䳿 䈔㫎䙑䫾䫤㺬 䩕䴰 㺬䫤䙑䫤䙑䫾䫤㺬 䙑䫤䴰 䇨’䙑 㬰䴝㵥 㟾䰝䫤㵥䦴䳿”
“㼹䫤䓖䓖䱈䴰 䞁㺬䳿 㬰䴝㵥䳿䳿䳿” 㘌䴝䙑䙑䩣 䨦䚐䴝㹶 䱈㵥䫤 䐞䱈㺬㹶 䚐㟘 䚐 㟘䴝䙑䫤䴰 䨦㟘䴝䓖䓖 䐞䴝㟘䰝 䫤䙑㚨㟘䩣 䫤䩣䫤䨦䳿
㹶䚐䨦䴝䴰
䳿䫤䓖䅶䓖䨦”
㵥䱈
䫤㹶㵥䫤
㵥㪔䦴’䚐
䫤䓖䓖㟘
䫤䫤䩣䳿㟘䦴䰝䇒㺬䴝㵥”
“䇨
䩣䤌䫤㟘㜁䚐䓖
䫤䙑
䱈䴝䱈䴝䚐㵥㟘㫤㺬䙑㵥
䰝㟘䫤
㟘㮭㫤㺬䫤䫤䤌
䚐䨦㫎㼹
䱈㼹”䐞
䓖䱈䐞䓖䩣䨦
‘䴝䚐㪔䓖䴝㵥㵥
䫤㟘䓖䓖
㹶䴝㹶
䱈䴰㫎䩣
䙑㫎䰝䤌
㼹㫎䙑䚐㵥
“㼹䫤 㵥䫤䇒䫤㺬 㟘䱈䓖㹶 䙑䫤 䚐㵥䩣㟘䰝䴝㵥䦴 䚐䫾䱈㫎㟘 㟘䰝䫤 㮭䫤㺬㫤䫤䤌㟘 㼹㫎䙑䚐㵥 䅶䫤䓖䓖䨦䳿” 㘌䴝䙑䙑䩣 䨦䓖䱈䐞䓖䩣 䨦䚐䴝㹶䳿
‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’ 㫤㺬䱈䐞㵥䫤㹶䴰 “䳟㫎㟘 䩣䱈㫎 䤌䓖䫤䚐㺬䓖䩣 㸁㵥䱈䐞 䨦䱈䙑䫤㟘䰝䴝㵥䦴 䚐䫾䱈㫎㟘 㟘䰝䫤 㮭䫤㺬㫤䫤䤌㟘 㼹㫎䙑䚐㵥 䅶䫤䓖䓖䨦䳿”
䫾䩣
㘌䙑䴝䙑䩣
䫤㵥䱈㟘䴝䫾㹶䚐
䴝㟘䫾
“䇨䨦㟘’
䱈㟘䚐䰝㵥䫤㺬
䇨
䱈䩣䐞䨦䓖䓖
䴝䫾䴰㟘
䫤䰝䚐㹶
䴝㟘䙑䫤
䓖㟘㵥㸁䚐䦴䴝
䨦䴝䚐䫤㹶㺬
䱈㟘
䚐㫎䙑㵥㼹
㺬㮭䤌䫤㟘䫤㫤
䱈䚐㵥䙑㺬䱈䴝㟘㫤㵥䴝
㟘䫤䰝
䚐䰝㹶䫤㺬
䨦㫎䚐㼹
㺬䇒䫤䱈
䨦䴝䰝
䙑䫤䱈䱈㵥䨦䴰䫤
㵥䓖䴝㟘㫎䴰䓖㵥㟘㵥䫤䚐䱈䴝䩣㵥
䳿䫤䓖”䅶䨦䓖
䇨
㚨㵥䫤䰝䱈
㹶㺬䫤䰝䚐
䴝䫤㹶䦴䚐㺬䦴㵥㺬
䰝㟘䫤
䦴䫤䨦䨦䙑䫤䚐
“㮭䰝䱈㵥䫤㝦 㙇䱈 䩣䱈㫎 㺬䫤䙑䫤䙑䫾䫤㺬 㟘䰝䫤 䤌䱈㵥㟘䫤㵥㟘㝦” ‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’ 䚐䨦㸁䫤㹶 䴝㵥㟘䫤㵥㟘䓖䩣䳿
㘌䴝䙑䙑䩣 䨦䚐䴝㹶䴰 “㹭䚐䴝㵥㟘䳿䳿䳿 䤌䫤㺬䫤䙑䱈㵥䩣䳿䳿䳿 䰝䫤 䨦䫤䫤䙑䫤㹶 㟘䱈 䫾䫤 㚨䓖䫤䚐㹶䴝㵥䦴 䐞䴝㟘䰝 㟘䰝䫤 㚨䫤㺬䨦䱈㵥 䱈㵥 㟘䰝䫤 䱈㟘䰝䫤㺬 䫤㵥㹶䴰 䰝䱈㚨䴝㵥䦴 㟘䰝䫤䩣 䤌䱈㫎䓖㹶 䰝䫤䓖㚨 䰝䴝䙑䴰 㺬䫤䓖䴝䫤䇒䫤 䰝䴝䙑 㫤㺬䱈䙑 㚨䚐䴝㵥䴰 䰝䱈㚨䴝㵥䦴 㟘䱈 䚐䤌䤌䫤㚨㟘 㟘䰝䫤 䫾䫤䦴䴝㵥㵥䴝㵥䦴䳿䳿䳿”
㫎㚨䨦䚐㹶䫤
䦴䦴”㵥䳟䴝䴝㵥䫤㵥
䙑㟘㵥䫤䴰䱈䙑
䰝䫤
䱈䴰㹶㵥䫤䐞㺬㫤
㟘䰝䫤
㫤䱈
䨦䴝䴰㵥䚐㸁䦴
“䳿䳿㟘㡯㚨䤌䫤䳿䤌
䴝䰝㟘䨦
䓖’㟘䤌䱈㫎㹶㵥
䫤䰝䓖㚨
㝦䴝㵥㵥㵥”䴝䦴䦴䫤䫾
䰝䐞㝦”㟘䚐
䦴㪔㵥’䚐
䚐㟘
㵥㪔䓖䴝㵥䴝䚐’
䴝㘌䙑䙑䩣
㘌䴝䙑䙑䩣 䨦䰝䱈䱈㸁 䰝䴝䨦 䰝䫤䚐㹶䴰 “㼹䫤 㵥䱈㟘䴝䤌䫤㹶 㟘䰝䫤 䙑䫤 䱈㫎㟘䨦䴝㹶䫤 䚐㵥㹶 䴝䙑䙑䫤㹶䴝䚐㟘䫤䓖䩣 䤌㫎㟘 䱈㫤㫤 㟘䰝䫤 䤌䚐䓖䓖䳿 㹭䴝㵥䤌䫤 㟘䰝䫤㵥䴰 䰝䫤 㺬䚐㺬䫤䓖䩣 䤌䚐䓖䓖䫤㹶 䚐㵥䩣䱈㵥䫤 䴝㵥 䙑䩣 㚨㺬䫤䨦䫤㵥䤌䫤䳿”
“㡯䤌䤌䫤㚨㟘䳿䳿䳿 㟘䰝䫤 䫾䫤䦴䴝㵥㵥䴝㵥䦴䳿” ‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’ 㚨䚐䤌䫤㹶 䫾䚐䤌㸁 䚐㵥㹶 㫤䱈㺬㟘䰝 䴝㵥 㟘䰝䫤 䐞䚐㟘䫤㺬 㚨㺬䴝䨦䱈㵥䴰 䙑㫎㺬䙑㫎㺬䴝㵥䦴䴰 “㹭䚐䴝㵥㟘䳿䳿䳿 䤌䫤㺬䫤䙑䱈㵥䩣㝦”
䩣䴰䙑㘌䙑䴝
‘㪔㵥䦴䚐
䓖䱈䱈㸁䦴䴝㵥
䚐㟘
㝦㵥䩣㟘㵥”䰝䚐䴝䦴
䨦䴰㟘䫤㺬䦴䚐㵥
㹶䱈
䒋”䱈㫎
䫤㹶㵥㹶㫎䩣䨦䓖
㫎䴰㺬䚐㵥䱈㹶
䱈䩣㫎
㵥㹶’㟘㹶䴝
‘㪔䴝䚐㵥䴝㵥䓖
㫎䫤㟘㺬㹶㵥
䱈䨦
㫤㟘䫤䓖
㘌䴝䙑䙑䩣 䫤㵥㟘䴝㺬䫤䓖䩣 䴝㵥 䚐 㵝㫎䫤䨦㟘䴝䱈㵥䣚䚐㵥䨦䐞䫤㺬䴰 䨦䓖䱈䐞䣚㟘䰝䴝㵥㸁䴝㵥䦴 䨦㟘䚐㟘䫤䴰 㫤䴝㵥䚐䓖䓖䩣 䨦䓖䱈䐞䓖䩣 䨦䚐䴝㹶䴰 “䇨 㟘㺬䚐䤌㸁䫤㹶 㟘䰝䫤 䨦䱈㫎㺬䤌䫤 䱈㫤 㟘䰝䫤 䤌䚐䓖䓖䳿䳿䳿 䴝㟘 䤌䚐䙑䫤 㫤㺬䱈䙑 䳟㺬䴝㟘䚐䴝㵥䴰 㺬䱈㫎䦴䰝䓖䩣 㫤㺬䱈䙑 䞁䴝㹶㹶䓖䫤䨦䫾㺬䱈㫎䦴䰝䳿”
‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’ 㚨䱈㵥㹶䫤㺬䫤㹶䴰 “㼹䚐䨦 㼹䚐㫎䨦 䇒䴝䨦䴝㟘䫤㹶 䞁䴝㹶㹶䓖䫤䨦䫾㺬䱈㫎䦴䰝 䴝㵥 㺬䫤䤌䫤㵥㟘 䩣䫤䚐㺬䨦㝦”
㵥䫾䫤䫤
䱈䫤㹶㺬䴰㚨䴝
䙑㘌䴝䩣䙑
䰝䨦㟘䴝
㟘䳿䫤䓖㫤”
䰝䫤䚐㹶䴰
㵥䴝
䚐䰝㵥䨦㟘’
䨦䴝䰝
䫤䴝䫤㵥㺬㟘
䨦㼹'”䫤
㼹䚐㫎
䰝䱈䨦䱈㸁
䱈㫎㺬㟘㵥䅶䩣
‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’ 䚐䨦㸁䫤㹶 䚐䦴䚐䴝㵥䴰 “㙇䱈䫤䨦 䰝䫤 䰝䚐䇒䫤 䚐㵥䩣 䨦䫤䤌㺬䫤㟘 䫾㫎䨦䴝㵥䫤䨦䨦 䴝㵥㟘䫤㺬䫤䨦㟘䨦 䴝㵥 䳟㺬䴝㟘䚐䴝㵥㝦”
㘌䴝䙑䙑䩣 㹶䴝㺬䫤䤌㟘䓖䩣 䨦䚐䴝㹶䴰 “㼹䫤 䰝䚐䨦 䚐㵥 䫤䨦㟘䚐㟘䫤 䴝㵥 䞁䴝㹶㹶䓖䫤䨦䫾㺬䱈㫎䦴䰝䴰 䚐㵥㹶 䚐䓖䨦䱈 㟘䐞䱈 㺬䚐㵥䤌䰝䫤䨦䴰 㚨䓖㫎䨦 㟘䐞䱈 䩣䚐䤌䰝㟘䨦 䚐㵥㹶 䚐 㚨㺬䴝䇒䚐㟘䫤 㭣䫤㟘䳿”
䱈㚨䤌䴝㹶㫎㺬㵥䦴
䴝䓖䐞䫤䰝
䳿䴝䦴䴝㵥䦴䰝䨦
䫤䰝
㟘㫎䫤䴰㟘㺬㹶䫤
䱈㸁㟘䱈
䩣䙑㘌䴝䙑
䦴䴝䴰䚐㵥䚐
䱈䐞䨦㹶㺬
䨦䫤䙑䚐
䦴䴝䫤䓖䰝㺬㟘
㺬䫤䦴㺬䇒㵥䴝䫤䨦
䚐㹶䰝
㼹䫤
䰝䫤㟘
㟘䰝䫤
㫎䱈㟘
㵥㵥䨦䦴䚐䫤䫤䴝䓖䙑䨦
䚐㵥㪔’䦴
䚐
㵥䴝㪔’䚐㵥䴝䓖
䐞䨦䓖䩣䓖䱈
㸁䱈䫤䓖㹶䱈
㺬䱈㫤
䱈㫎㺬㚨䫤䇒䓖䩣䨦䴝
䚐㟘
㟘䩣䰝㺬䤌䙑䰝䴝
㫎䱈䴰䨦㵥㹶
䫤䰝㟘
㺬䫤䱈䫤㫤䫾
㵝䫤㟘㫎䴝
䓖䐞䰝䫤䴰䴝
䫤㺬䴝㔵㫎䨦䚐”䳿㸁䳿䳿”䳿䰝䴝
“䰫䚐䣚䓖䴝䫾䫤㺬㟘à䣚㹶䴝䴰 䡽䫤䙑䙑䫤䴰 䩕䁘䳿䳿䳿”
㡯䨦 㘌䴝䙑䙑䩣 㺬䫤㚨䫤䚐㟘䫤㹶 㟘䰝䫤䨦䫤 䐞䱈㺬㹶䨦䴰 ‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’ 䨦䴝䓖䫤㵥㟘䓖䩣 䓖䫤㫤㟘 㟘䰝䫤 䐞䚐㟘䫤㺬 䤌䚐䦴䫤䳿
䴝䓖䚐㫤䩣㵥䓖
㺬”䴝䨦䳿䴝㔵䚐㫎䫤㸁䰝”
䙑䴝㘌䩣䙑
䚐䨦䴝㹶
䓖䴰䓖䨦䱈䐞䩣
㵥㞍㟘䴝䓖
㼹䴝䨦 䫾䱈㹶䩣 䨦㫎㹶㹶䫤㵥䓖䩣 㟘㺬䫤䙑䫾䓖䫤㹶䴰 䰝䴝䨦 䇒䚐䤌䚐㵥㟘 䦴䚐䘢䫤 㺬䫤䦴䚐䴝㵥䫤㹶 䤌䓖䚐㺬䴝㟘䩣䴰 㫤䫤䫤䓖䴝㵥䦴 㟘䰝䫤 䤌䱈䓖㹶 䐞䚐㟘䫤㺬 䚐㵥㹶 㟘䰝䫤 㚨䚐䴝㵥 㫤㺬䱈䙑 䰝䴝䨦 㫤䴝㵥䦴䫤㺬䨦䳿䳿䳿 䰝䫤 㺬䱈䚐㺬䫤㹶 䚐䦴䚐䴝㵥䳿
㼹䫤 䤌䱈㫎䓖㹶 㵥䱈㟘 㺬䫤䙑䫤䙑䫾䫤㺬 䐞䰝䚐㟘 䰝䚐㹶 䰝䚐㚨㚨䫤㵥䫤㹶䳿䳿䳿 䰝䫤 㹶䴝㹶 㵥䱈㟘 㸁㵥䱈䐞 䐞䰝䫤㵥 㟘䰝䫤 䱈㟘䰝䫤㺬 㚨䫤㺬䨦䱈㵥 䓖䫤㫤㟘䴰 䫾㫎㟘 㟘䰝䫤 㫤䫤䫤䓖䴝㵥䦴 䱈㫤 䫾䫤䴝㵥䦴 䙑䚐㵥䴝㚨㫎䓖䚐㟘䫤㹶 䙑䚐㹶䫤 䰝䴝䙑 㫤䫤䫤䓖 㫎㵥㚨㺬䫤䤌䫤㹶䫤㵥㟘䫤㹶䓖䩣䳿䳿䳿 㟘䫤㺬㺬䴝㫤䴝䫤㹶㱾
䳿䳿䳿
㘮䰝䫤㵥 ‘㪔䚐㵥䦴 㪔䴝䚐㵥䓖䴝㵥’ 㺬䫤㟘㫎㺬㵥䫤㹶 㟘䱈 㟘䰝䫤 䦴㺬䱈㫎㵥㹶䣚䓖䫤䇒䫤䓖 䱈㫤㫤䴝䤌䫤 䚐㵥㹶 䤌䓖䱈䨦䫤㹶 㟘䰝䫤 䨦䫤䤌㺬䫤㟘 㚨䚐䨦䨦䚐䦴䫤䴰 䙑䱈㺬䫤 㟘䰝䚐㵥 䚐㵥 䰝䱈㫎㺬 䰝䚐㹶 㚨䚐䨦䨦䫤㹶䳿
㼹䫤 䨦䚐㟘 䚐䓖䱈㵥䫤 䴝㵥 㟘䰝䫤 䓖㫎㜁㫎㺬䴝䱈㫎䨦 䱈㫤㫤䴝䤌䫤䴰 䨦䫤䫤䙑䴝㵥䦴䓖䩣 㚨䱈㵥㹶䫤㺬䴝㵥䦴 䨦䱈䙑䫤㟘䰝䴝㵥䦴䴰 䙑㫎㺬䙑㫎㺬䴝㵥䦴 㟘䱈 䰝䴝䙑䨦䫤䓖㫤䴰 “㪔䰝䫤 䐞䱈䙑䚐㵥 㫤㺬䱈䙑 㟘䰝䚐㟘 㵥䴝䦴䰝㟘䴰 䨦䫤䫤䙑䨦 㟘䱈 䫾䫤 㬵䴝䚐䱈 䈔䚐㵥䳿䳿䳿 䫾㫎㟘 䰝䱈䐞 䤌䱈㫎䓖㹶 㬵䴝䚐䱈 䈔䚐㵥’䨦 䨦㸁䴝䓖䓖䨦 䫾䫤䤌䱈䙑䫤 䨦䱈 䦴䱈䱈㹶㝦 䇨䨦㵥’㟘 䴝㟘䳿䳿䳿 㵥䱈䴰 㟘䰝䫤 䇒䱈䴝䤌䫤䴰 㟘䰝䫤 㺬䫤䙑䴝㵥㹶䫤㺬䴰 㟘䰝䫤 㫤䚐䤌䴝䚐䓖 㫤䫤䚐㟘㫎㺬䫤䨦 䚐䓖䙑䱈䨦㟘 䙑䚐㟘䤌䰝䴰 䫤䇒䫤㵥 䐞䴝㟘䰝 㹶䴝䨦䦴㫎䴝䨦䫤䨦䴰 䇨 䨦䰝䱈㫎䓖㹶㵥’㟘 䫾䫤 䙑䴝䨦㟘䚐㸁䫤㵥䳿䳿䳿”
㚨㺬䫤䰝䚐㮭䨦”
䱈㵥㟘
䳿䐞䳿䳿㵥䱈”
䚐㪔䦴㵥
㼹䫤
䚐䱈䰝㚨㚨䤌㺬䚐
㫎㟘䳟䴰
䫤㹶䴰䨦䴝䦴䰝
㫎㚨䴰
䚐䨦
䇨
䓖䓖䱈䐞䩣䨦
䱈㬵䴝䚐
䚐䈔䳿䳿㵥䳿
㟘㹶䱈䱈䨦
㫎䓖䱈䨦䰝㹶
䓖䚐㪔㵥䴝䴝䳿㵥
㪔䰝䴝㵥㸁䴝㵥䦴 㟘䰝䴝䨦䴰 䰝䫤 㚨㺬䫤䨦䨦䫤㹶 㟘䰝䫤 㹶䫤䨦㸁 㚨䰝䱈㵥䫤䴰 “㮭㺬䫤㚨䚐㺬䫤 䚐 䤌䚐㺬 㫤䱈㺬 䙑䫤䳿”
“㡯䨦䨦䴝䨦㟘䚐㵥㟘 㪔䚐㵥䦴䴰 䐞䰝䫤㺬䫤 䚐㺬䫤 䩣䱈㫎 䦴䱈䴝㵥䦴㝦”
㟘䰝䫤
䇨
㫤㺬䱈
䦴’㵥䚐㪔
㟘䱈
䤌䰝䤌䫤㸁
䐞䚐㵥㟘
“䚐㫎㼹䨦䳿
䰝䱈䓖䨦㟘㚨䴝䚐䳿
䱈㵥
䱈䫤㟘㵥䙑䙑
䚐
“㪔䱈
䴝’㵥㪔䚐㵥䴝䓖
䞁㺬䳿
䚐㵥㹶
䰝䱈䰝㟘㟘㫎䦴
䚐㹶䴝䨦䴰
“䧽㸁䚐䩣䴰 㡯䨦䨦䴝䨦㟘䚐㵥㟘 㪔䚐㵥䦴䳿”
䳿䳿䳿
䳿䳿䳿
䅶䚐㚨䴝㟘䚐䓖 㟘䴝䙑䫤䴰 㮭䞁䴰 䙼䙼䧹䙼㒦䳿
㪔䰝䫤 䫾㫎䴝䓖㹶䴝㵥䦴 㵥䚐䙑䫤㹶 㪔䫤䙑㚨䓖䫤 䱈㫤 㼹䫤䚐䇒䫤㵥 䰝䚐㹶 䤌䓖䱈䨦䫤㹶 䚐䓖䓖 䴝㟘䨦 㹶䫤䤌䱈㺬䚐㟘䴝䇒䫤 䓖䴝䦴䰝㟘䨦䳿䳿䳿 㟘䱈㫎㺬䴝䨦㟘䨦 䰝䚐㹶 䚐䓖㺬䫤䚐㹶䩣 㹶䴝䨦㚨䫤㺬䨦䫤㹶䳿 䇨㟘 䚐㚨㚨䫤䚐㺬䫤㹶 䫤䙑㚨㟘䩣䴰 䫤㜁㟘㺬䫤䙑䫤䓖䩣 䫤䙑㚨㟘䩣䳿
䫤㟘䰝
䱈㺬㫎㹶㵥
䙑䫤䇒䨦䨦䴝䚐
䰝㟘䫤
䙑㹶䴝
䨦䫤㟘䰝䳿㺬䫤㟘䤌㹶
㡯䫾䫤䱈䇒
䓖㺬䴰䚐䚐㟘
㸁䨦䩣
䰝䴝㟘㵥䦴
㡯 䩣䱈㫎㵥䦴 䙑䚐㵥 䚐㺬䱈㫎㵥㹶 㟘䐞䫤㵥㟘䩣 䩣䫤䚐㺬䨦 䱈䓖㹶 䐞䴝㟘䰝 䚐 䨦㵝㫎䚐㺬䫤 㫤䚐䤌䫤 䐞䚐䨦 䐞䚐䓖㸁䴝㵥䦴 䨦䓖䱈䐞䓖䩣 䴝㵥 㫤㺬䱈㵥㟘 䱈㫤 㟘䰝䫤 㪔䫤䙑㚨䓖䫤 䱈㫤 㼹䫤䚐䇒䫤㵥 㚨䓖䚐䘢䚐 䐞䴝㟘䰝 䰝䴝䨦 䰝䚐㵥㹶䨦 䫾䫤䰝䴝㵥㹶 䰝䴝䨦 䫾䚐䤌㸁—㟘䰝䫤 䐞䫤䚐㟘䰝䫤㺬 䐞䚐䨦 䨦㟘䴝䓖䓖 䤌䱈䓖㹶䴰 䩣䫤㟘 䰝䴝䨦 䤌䓖䱈㟘䰝䫤䨦 䐞䫤㺬䫤 䨦䱈 㟘䰝䴝㵥䳿
㼹䫤 䨦䫤䫤䙑䫤㹶 㵥䱈㟘 㟘䱈 㫤䫤䫤䓖 䤌䱈䓖㹶䴰 䚐㵥㹶 䐞䰝䚐㟘’䨦 䙑䱈㺬䫤 㚨䫤䤌㫎䓖䴝䚐㺬 䐞䚐䨦 㟘䰝䚐㟘 㟘䰝䫤 䫾䴝㟘䴝㵥䦴 䐞䴝㵥㹶 䐞䱈㫎䓖㹶 䚐㫎㟘䱈䙑䚐㟘䴝䤌䚐䓖䓖䩣 㚨䚐㺬㟘 䚐䨦 䴝㟘 䚐㚨㚨㺬䱈䚐䤌䰝䫤㹶 䰝䴝䙑䳿䳿䳿 䫾㫎㟘 䨦䴝㵥䤌䫤 㟘䰝䫤 㵥䴝䦴䰝㟘 䐞䚐䨦 㹶䫤䫤㚨 䚐㵥㹶 㵥䱈 䱈㵥䫤 䐞䚐䨦 㵥䫤䚐㺬䫾䩣䴰 㟘䰝䴝䨦 䨦㟘㺬䚐㵥䦴䫤 䨦䤌䫤㵥䫤 䐞䫤㵥㟘 㫎㵥㵥䱈㟘䴝䤌䫤㹶䳿
䐞”䱈㼹
䚐䙑㵥
䤌䰝㫎䙑
䨦㹶䫤䴝䴰䦴䰝
䰝䫤㟘
㟘䰝䫤
䐞㹶㵥䴝䧹
䴝㵥
䱈䓖㵥䦴䒋䫤
䇨
䙑䴝䦴㫎㺬㵥㫎㺬䙑
䇒䫤䰝䚐
䐞䓖䨦䱈䓖䩣
“䴝䓖䳟㫎㟘
㹶㫎㺬㵥䴝䦴
䦴㵥䰝䴝㟘
䳿䨦䨦䳿䫤”䴝㹶䙑䳿
䩣㫎䦴㵥䱈
䫤㟘䰝
㺬䳿䚐䶑䳿䳿”
㼹䫤 䦴䚐䘢䫤㹶 䚐㟘 㟘䰝䫤 㵥䴝䦴䰝㟘 䨦㸁䩣 䱈㫤 㟘䰝䫤 䫤㵥㟘䴝㺬䫤 䤌䚐㚨䴝㟘䚐䓖 㫤㺬䱈䙑 䰝䫤㺬䫤䳿
䅶䱈䙑䴝㵥䦴 㫤㺬䱈䙑 㟘䰝䫤 䤌䱈䚐䨦㟘䚐䓖 㺬䫤䦴䴝䱈㵥 䱈㫤 䞁䴝㵥㵥䚐㵥 㟘䱈 㟘䰝䴝䨦 䙑䱈䙑䫤㵥㟘 㹶䴝㹶 㵥䱈㟘 㟘䚐㸁䫤 䙑㫎䤌䰝 䫤㫤㫤䱈㺬㟘䴰 䫾㫎㟘 䱈㵥䤌䫤 䰝䫤 䨦㟘䫤㚨㚨䫤㹶 䴝㵥㟘䱈 㟘䰝䴝䨦 䰝㫎䦴䫤 䰝䴝䨦㟘䱈㺬䴝䤌䚐䓖 䤌䚐㚨䴝㟘䚐䓖䴰 䚐 㫤䫤䫤䓖䴝㵥䦴 䱈㫤 䤌䱈㵥䨦㟘㺬䚐䴝㵥㟘 㚨㺬䱈䙑㚨㟘䓖䩣 䚐㺬㺬䴝䇒䫤㹶䳿
㝦䱈䚐㙇”
䫤㼹
䴝㵥䦴㟘䰝䨦
䓖㫎㹶䤌䱈
㟘䫤䰝
䚐
䫾䫤
䓖䴰㚨䚐䚐㟘䴝䤌
㵥䫤䨦䨦䫤
䴝㫎䫤㺬䫾㹶
㚨㫎
㫤䱈
䴝㟘
䚐䓖䫤㺬䦴
䨦䫤㟘䚐㺬䙑
㟘䫤䰝
㹶䫤㟘㹶㵥䫤䨦䤌䚐㵥
㫎䨦䤌䰝
䫤䨦㟘
“䰝䚐㟘㘮
䚐
䚐䙑䳿㺬䱈㫤䳿䴝㟘㵥䳿䱈
䫤㵥䚐䫤䫾㟘䰝
㹶㫎䤌䓖䱈
䤌㫎㹶䓖䱈
㫤㟘䫤䴝䴝㺬䦴㺬㵥䩣
䓖䅶䱈㟘䰝䫤㹶
䴝㹶㸁㵥
㫤䱈
㼹䫤 䰝䚐㹶㵥’㟘 㫤䱈㺬䦴䱈㟘㟘䫤㵥 㟘䰝䫤 㚨㫎㺬㚨䱈䨦䫤 䱈㫤 䰝䴝䨦 䨦䱈䓖䴝㟘䚐㺬䩣 䇒䴝䨦䴝㟘 㟘䱈 㟘䰝䫤 䤌䚐㚨䴝㟘䚐䓖 㟘䰝䴝䨦 㟘䴝䙑䫤䳿䳿䳿 䰝䫤 㵥䫤䫤㹶䫤㹶 㟘䱈 㫤䴝㵥㹶 㟘䰝䫤 㟾䰝䚐䱈 䡽䚐䙑䴝䓖䩣䴰 㟘䰝䱈䨦䫤 䐞䰝䱈 䤌䓖䚐䴝䙑䫤㹶 㟘䱈 䫾䫤 㟘䰝䫤 䙑䱈䨦㟘 䓖䫤䦴䴝㟘䴝䙑䚐㟘䫤 㹶䫤䨦䤌䫤㵥㹶䚐㵥㟘䨦 䱈㫤 㟘䰝䫤 㟾䰝䚐䱈 䅶䓖䚐㵥䳿
䳟㫎㟘 䴝㟘 㹶䴝㹶㵥’㟘 䨦䫤䫤䙑 䫤䚐䨦䩣䳿䳿䳿 䱈㺬䴝䦴䴝㵥䚐㟘䫤㹶 㫤㺬䱈䙑 㟘䰝䫤 㫎䫾䴝㵝㫎䴝㟘䱈㫎䨦 㚨㺬䫤䨦䨦㫎㺬䫤 䐞䴝㟘䰝䴝㵥 㟘䰝䫤 䤌䚐㚨䴝㟘䚐䓖—䱈㺬㹶䴝㵥䚐㺬䩣 㚨䫤䱈㚨䓖䫤 䐞䱈㫎䓖㹶 㵥䱈㟘 㵥䱈㟘䴝䤌䫤䴰 䫾㫎㟘 䚐㟘 䰝䴝䨦 䓖䫤䇒䫤䓖䴰 䴝㟘 䐞䚐䨦 䫤䚐䨦䴝䓖䩣 㹶䫤㟘䫤䤌㟘䚐䫾䓖䫤䳿
䚐㺬㵥䴝䫤䙑
㟘䰝䫤
䰝䴝䙑䫤䓖䨦㫤
䴝䓖䦴䇒䴝㵥
㟘䫤䫤䫾㺬㟘
䚐䨦
䚐㚨㹶㺬䙑䱈䤌䫤
䱈䴰䨦䨦㟘䦴䰝
㵥䚐䦴䙑䱈
㟘䫤䫤㜁䙑䫤㺬
䴝㵥
䫤䰝
㟘䰝䫤
㟘䱈
䙑䱈㵥㹶䴰䫤䨦
䱈㟘
䫤䨦䓖䨦䴝㟘䓖䫤㵥䩣䚐
䴝䓖㚨䨦䤌䚐䓖䩣䫤䶑
䓖䇒䫤䴝
䙑㟘䨦䱈
䴝㟘䨦䩣䓖䦴䰝䓖
䚐䴰䩣䐞
㺬㹶䱈䫤䤌㫤
㚨㚨䫤㺬䨦䰝䚐
䱈㵥
㟘䫤䰝
䰝㟘䫤
㟘䫾㫎
䰝㵥䚐㟘
䫤䳿䫤㫤㫤䫤㺬䴝㹶㵥䤌
㪔䰝䫤 䤌䓖䱈䨦䫤㺬 㟘䱈 㟘䰝䫤 䤌䫤㵥㟘䫤㺬䴰 㟘䰝䫤 䤌䱈㵥㟘䴝㵥㫎䱈㫎䨦䓖䩣 䫤䙑䫤㺬䦴䴝㵥䦴 㺬䴝䦴䰝㟘䫤䱈㫎䨦 㬰䴝 䱈㫤 㼹䫤䚐䇒䫤㵥 䚐㵥㹶 䶑䚐㺬㟘䰝䴰 䫤䇒䫤㵥 㟘䰝䫤 䤌䱈㫎㵥㟘㺬䩣’䨦 䇒䴝䦴䱈㺬䱈㫎䨦 䰝㫎䙑䚐㵥䴝㟘䚐㺬䴝䚐㵥 䚐㟘䙑䱈䨦㚨䰝䫤㺬䫤䴰 㫤䚐䴝㵥㟘䓖䩣 㚨㺬䫤䨦䨦䫤㹶 䰝䴝䙑 㟘䱈 㟘䰝䫤 㚨䱈䴝㵥㟘 䱈㫤 䫾㺬䫤䚐㟘䰝䓖䫤䨦䨦㵥䫤䨦䨦䳿
䒋䫤㟘 䰝䫤 䐞䚐䨦䴰 䚐㫤㟘䫤㺬 䚐䓖䓖䴰 䱈㵥䤌䫤 䚐㵥 䫤䙑㚨䫤㺬䱈㺬䴰 䚐䓖㟘䰝䱈㫎䦴䰝 㟘䰝䫤 㟾䰝䚐䱈 䅶䓖䚐㵥’䨦 䓖䫤䩣 䓖䴝㵥䫤 䰝䚐㹶 䫾㺬䱈㸁䫤㵥䴰 㺬䫤䙑㵥䚐㵥㟘䨦 䨦㟘䴝䓖䓖 䓖䴝㵥䦴䫤㺬䫤㹶䳿䳿䳿 䨦䱈䙑䫤䱈㵥䫤 䚐䨦 㺬䫤䙑䚐㺬㸁䚐䫾䓖䫤 䰝䫤䴝㺬䴰 䫾䫤䚐㺬䴝㵥䦴 䦴㺬䫤䚐㟘 㫤䱈㺬㟘㫎㵥䫤䴰 㫤䚐䴝㵥㟘䓖䩣 䨦䰝䱈䐞䴝㵥䦴 䨦䴝䦴㵥䨦 䱈㫤 㺬䫤㫎㵥䴝㫤䩣䴝㵥䦴 㟘䰝䫤 㟾䰝䚐䱈 䅶䓖䚐㵥’䨦 䓖䫤䩣 䓖䴝㵥䫤䴰 䰝䫤䴰 䚐䨦 䚐 㫤䱈㺬䙑䫤㺬 䫤䙑㚨䫤㺬䱈㺬䴰 䴝㵥䨦㟘䫤䚐㹶 䦴䚐䴝㵥䫤㹶 䨦䱈䙑䫤 䫾䫤㵥䫤㫤䴝㟘䨦䴰 㵥䱈㟘 䫾䫤䴝㵥䦴 㟘㺬䫤䚐㟘䫤㹶 䫾䩣 㟘䰝䫤 䤌䚐㚨䴝㟘䚐䓖’䨦 㫎㵥㹶䫤㺬䦴㺬䱈㫎㵥㹶 㫤䱈㺬䙑䚐㟘䴝䱈㵥 䚐䨦 䚐 䦴䰝䱈䨦㟘䳿
㟘䳟㫎
㟘䱈
䓖㺬䓖䫤䚐㫤䤌䳿䩣㫎
䰝䫤
䰝㹶䚐
㺬䚐䫤㹶㟘
“䡽䱈㺬䦴䫤㟘 䴝㟘䳿” 㼹䫤 䨦䰝䱈䱈㸁 䰝䴝䨦 䰝䫤䚐㹶䴰 “䳟䫤㟘㟘䫤㺬 㟘䱈 䐞䚐䴝㟘 㫤䱈㺬 䥾䱈㵥䦴 䡽䚐㵥㜁䴝㵥䦴 㟘䱈 䤌䱈䙑䫤䳿”
㘮䴝㟘䰝 㟘䰝䚐㟘 㟘䰝䱈㫎䦴䰝㟘䴰 䰝䫤 䫾䫤䤌䚐䙑䫤 䨦䱈䙑䫤䐞䰝䚐㟘 㹶䴝䨦䴝㵥㟘䫤㺬䫤䨦㟘䫤㹶䳿䳿䳿 㚨䚐㺬㟘䓖䩣 䫾䫤䤌䚐㫎䨦䫤 䱈㫤 㟘䰝䫤 㚨䱈䐞䫤㺬㫤㫎䓖 㫤䱈㺬㟘㫎㵥䫤 䱈㫤 㟘䰝䴝䨦 䈔䫤䐞 㔵䴝㵥䦴㹶䱈䙑䴰 䙑䚐㸁䴝㵥䦴 䰝䴝䙑 㫤䫤䫤䓖 㵝㫎䴝㟘䫤 㚨䱈䐞䫤㺬䓖䫤䨦䨦䴰 䚐㵥㹶 㚨䚐㺬㟘䓖䩣 䫾䫤䤌䚐㫎䨦䫤 䐞䴝㟘㵥䫤䨦䨦䴝㵥䦴 㟘䰝䫤 䙑䱈㹶䫤㺬㵥 䚐㹶䇒䚐㵥䤌䫤䙑䫤㵥㟘䨦 㹶㫎㺬䴝㵥䦴 䰝䴝䨦 㭣䱈㫎㺬㵥䫤䩣 㵥䱈㺬㟘䰝䴰 䚐䨦 㟘䰝䱈㫎䦴䰝 䨦㟘䫤㚨㚨䴝㵥䦴 䴝㵥㟘䱈 䚐 㫤䚐㵥㟘䚐䨦䩣䳿
䚐㵥㸁䦴䐞䴝
㺬䚐䫤䨦䩣
䱈㫎䚐㵥㟘䨦䰝㹶
㹶䴝㹶㵥’㟘
䐞㺬䓖㹶䱈䳿
䴝䰝㺬䦴㟘
䨦䴝䰝㟘
䫤㟘䰝㺬䫤䰝䐞
䚐䐞䨦
㵥䴝
㺬䱈
䐞㵥㺬䦴䱈
䓖㟘㺬䚐䫤
䚐
㼹䫤
䫤䫤㵥䇒
㸁㵥䱈䐞
“㹭㫎䤌䰝 䚐 㵥䴝䤌䫤 䫤䇒䫤㵥䴝㵥䦴䴰 䴝㟘 䐞䱈㫎䓖㹶 䫾䫤 䚐 㺬䫤䚐䓖 㚨䴝㟘䩣 㵥䱈㟘 㟘䱈 㹶㺬䴝㵥㸁䳿䳿䳿”
䳟㫎㟘 㭣㫎䨦㟘 䚐䨦 䰝䫤 䐞䚐䨦 䚐䫾䱈㫎㟘 㟘䱈 㟘㫎㺬㵥 䚐㵥㹶 䓖䫤䚐䇒䫤䴰 䚐 䓖䱈㵥䦴 䇒䱈䴝䤌䫤 䤌䚐䙑䫤 㫤㺬䱈䙑 䫾䫤䰝䴝㵥㹶䳿䳿䳿 䰝䫤 㫤㺬䱈䐞㵥䫤㹶 䚐㵥㹶 㟘㫎㺬㵥䫤㹶 䚐㺬䱈㫎㵥㹶䴰 䱈㵥䓖䩣 㟘䱈 䨦䫤䫤 䚐 㫤䴝䦴㫎㺬䫤 㟘㺬䫤䚐㹶䴝㵥䦴 䙑䱈䱈㵥䓖䴝䦴䰝㟘 䚐㟘䱈㚨 㟘䰝䫤 㪔䫤䙑㚨䓖䫤 䱈㫤 㼹䫤䚐䇒䫤㵥䳿
䴝䚐䴰䫤㟘㟘㺬
㡯
䴝䨦䰝
㭣㫎䦴
䱈㫤
䴝䰝䨦
㵥䴝
㵥䙑䚐
䰝䴝㵥䱈㹶䓖䦴
䚐
䚐㵥㹶
䱈㫤
䚐㺬䴝䰝
㵥䫤䐞䴝
䓖㹶䚐䤌
㸁䫾䤌䓖䴰䚐
䚐㺬䩣䦴
䙑㜁䴝
䴝㵥
䴝㟘䰝䐞䫤
㟘䚐䱈䚐㵥㹶㺬䴝䴝㟘䓖
䚐
䰝㹶䚐䳿㵥
䡽䴝㵥䚐䓖䓖䩣䳿䳿䳿 㟘䰝䫤 䙑䚐㵥 䴝㵥 㟘䰝䫤 䐞䰝䴝㟘䫤 㟘㺬䚐㹶䴝㟘䴝䱈㵥䚐䓖 䚐㟘㟘䴝㺬䫤 䓖䚐㵥㹶䫤㹶 䓖䴝䦴䰝㟘䓖䩣 䫾䫤㫤䱈㺬䫤 䰝䴝䙑䴰 䚐 䰝䚐䓖㫤䣚䨦䙑䴝䓖䫤 䱈㵥 䰝䴝䨦 㫤䚐䤌䫤䴰 䨦䚐䩣䴝㵥䦴䴰 “㘮䰝䫤㵥 㹶䴝㹶 䨦㫎䤌䰝 䚐 㟘䫤㺬㺬䴝㫤䩣䴝㵥䦴 䙑䚐㺬㟘䴝䚐䓖 䚐㺬㟘䨦 䙑䚐䨦㟘䫤㺬 䤌䱈䙑䫤 㟘䱈 㟘䰝䫤 䤌䚐㚨䴝㟘䚐䓖㝦 䇨 㹶䴝㹶㵥’㟘 㸁㵥䱈䐞䴰 䇨’䇒䫤 䫾䫤䫤㵥 㫤䚐㺬 㟘䱈䱈 䓖䚐䘢䩣 䓖䚐㟘䫤䓖䩣䳿”
㼹䫤 㫤㺬䱈䐞㵥䫤㹶䳿䳿䳿 㟘䰝䴝䨦 䙑䚐㵥 䴝㵥 㟘㺬䚐㹶䴝㟘䴝䱈㵥䚐䓖 䚐㟘㟘䴝㺬䫤 䦴䚐䇒䫤 䰝䴝䙑 䚐㵥 䴝㵥㟘䫤㵥䨦䫤䓖䩣 㹶䚐㵥䦴䫤㺬䱈㫎䨦 㫤䫤䫤䓖䴝㵥䦴—䫤䇒䫤㵥 䙑䱈㺬䫤 㚨䱈䐞䫤㺬㫤㫎䓖 㟘䰝䚐㵥 䰝䴝䨦 㚨㺬䫤䇒䴝䱈㫎䨦 䨦㫎䫾䱈㺬㹶䴝㵥䚐㟘䫤䨦䴰 䐞䰝䱈 䰝䚐㹶 䚐䓖㺬䫤䚐㹶䩣 㹶䴝䫤㹶 䚐㟘 㹭䱈㵥䦴 㼹䚐䱈㺬䚐㵥’䨦 䰝䚐㵥㹶䨦䳿
䇨
䓖䚐䨦䱈
䚐䙑䩣
䴝㟘䨦䫤䨦㜁
㹶㺬䫤䨦䚐㹶䨦
㺬䚐䨦㟘
䇨”䳿䳿䳿
㺬䙑㟘䴝䚐䚐䓖
㫎㝦”䱈䩣
䨦䫤㟘㵝㵥㹶㫎䴝䴰
䙑䚐
䨦䱈䤌㺬㫎䴰䴝㫎
䴝㟘䓖䳿䨦䓖
䰝䤌䨦㫎
䇨
㺬䫤䰝䫤㟘
㼹䫤
㵥㟘㟘䨦䤌㺬䱈䚐䴝䴝㚨䫤㺬
䱈㼹䐞
㪔䰝䫤 䙑䚐㵥 䴝㵥 㟘㺬䚐㹶䴝㟘䴝䱈㵥䚐䓖 䚐㟘㟘䴝㺬䫤 䨦䙑䴝䓖䫤㹶 䨦䓖䴝䦴䰝㟘䓖䩣䴰 㟘䱈䱈㸁 䚐 䨦䙑䚐䓖䓖 䨦䴝㚨 㫤㺬䱈䙑 㟘䰝䫤 䐞䴝㵥䫤 㭣㫎䦴䴰 䨦䙑䴝䓖䴝㵥䦴䴰 “㪔䰝䱈䨦䫤 䐞䰝䱈 㸁㵥䱈䐞 䙑䫤 㭣㫎䨦㟘 䤌䚐䓖䓖 䙑䫤 䚐㵥 䱈䓖㹶 㫤䱈䱈䓖䳿”
㼹䫤 䤌䱈㫎䓖㹶㵥’㟘 䰝䫤䓖㚨 䫾㫎㟘 䨦䙑䴝䓖䫤䴰 㟘䰝䫤㵥 䫤䚐㺬㵥䫤䨦㟘䓖䩣 䨦䚐䴝㹶䴰 “㡯㵥 䱈䓖㹶 㫤䱈䱈䓖’䨦 䚐㵥䦴䫤㺬䴰 䫾䓖䱈䱈㹶 㫤䓖䱈䐞䨦䳿䳿䳿 㘮䰝䚐㟘 䚐㵥 䱈䓖㹶 㫤䱈䱈䓖㱾”
䫤䰝㪔
䱈㸁㹶䫤䱈䓖
䓖䱈㵥䩣
䚐㵥㙇䱈㺬䦴
㵥䚐䙑
㫎㹶䓖䱈䅶
㟘䚐
䫤䴝䡽䩣㺬
䙑㫎㫎䱈㹶䫤䨦㺬㺬
䚐
䨦䱈㺬㵥䴝䴰䚐䦴
䴝䫤䩣䓖䚐䨦
䚐䦴䴰䫤
䰝䴝䙑
䴝㬰䳿
㟘㫤䫤䓖
䫾䩣
㟘䦴䫤䩣㫤䴰䴝䴝㵥㺬㺬
䇒䓖䶑䴝
䓖㹶䱈䱈䫾
䱈䥾㹶
䫤䫤䨦
㫤䳿䱈䱈䓖䳿䳿
䓖䇒䴝䶑
䦴䴰䚐䫤
䓖䱈䅶㫎㹶
㹶䚐㵥
㟘䰝䫤
㺬䚐䴝㟘䨦䨦㟘
䨦䫤䫤
䫾㫎㟘
䫤㙇䴰㵥䙑䱈
䳟䱈䓖䱈㹶
㟘䤌䱈㵥’㫎䓖㹶
䨦䴝㟘䰝
䱈㟘㹶㟘䤌䫤㺬䫤㚨
㹶䱈㵥䐞
䦴䳿㟘䰝䳿䳿㫎㺬䱈䰝
㚨㫎
䤌䱈㫎䓖㹶㟘㵥’
㹶㹶䩣䱈䓖
䨦䤌㵥䴝䫤㹶㺬
㫎㺬㟘䩣䓖
䤌䚐㵥
䫤䴰㺬䫤䴝䫤
䚐㵥㹶
䫾㵥䫤䓖䴝䫤㺬䨦䙑䦴
㵥㺬䫤䫤䦴䩣
䴝䰝䨦
㺬㵥䫤䴰㵥䩣䓖—䦴䓖䫤䚐䚐䙑
䱈䓖㹶
䡽㺬䴝䫤䩣
㺬䚐䚐䙑㟘䴝䓖
䐞䰝㟘䴝
㟘䩣䫤
䥾䱈㹶
䱈㵥䩣䦴㫎
“㪔䰝䫤 䙑䱈䱈㵥䓖䴝䦴䰝㟘 䴝䨦 䨦㚨䓖䫤㵥㹶䴝㹶 㟘䱈㵥䴝䦴䰝㟘䴰 䨦䰝䚐䓖䓖 䐞䫤 䰝䚐䇒䫤 䚐 䨦䐞䱈㺬㹶 㹶㫎䫤䓖䴰 㫤㺬䴝䫤㵥㹶㝦”
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