Chapter 842: Chapter 86: The One Who Grants Dreams and the Future (Part 1)
Amid the music, the students suddenly heard a series of sounds of glass shattering upon hitting the ground.
In an instant, they turned around and saw, at the bar, numerous glasses swept to the floor, drinks of various colors spilled everywhere, and a terrifying fellow dressed up as a freak lying on the ground.
Robin Hood was holding a punching posture, while the guy with the bandaged head wiped his lips and slowly stood up, with a startled catwoman beside him.
“He hit someone! He hit someone!”
“Seems like it was out of jealousy?”
The whispers of the onlookers.
Caroline was indeed in a state of bewilderment at this moment. She hadn’t expected Arno’ to suddenly appear and land a punch right on 403’s face.
“Hey, take it easy, I was just playing a game with her.” 403 shrugged as he got up and said, “Got a boyfriend? Well, forget it then.”
His demeanor was very casual, like hitting on a woman, only for her boyfriend to show up, and then deciding to leave—this kind of scene was far too mon on the street.
“You’re looking for trouble.” Arno’ revealed a terrifying gaze, fierce and ferocious.
Just as he was about to further teach this bandaged fellow a lesson, Caroline firmly grabbed his arm and quickly said, “Don’t make trouble.”
“But he…” Arno’ turned to look at Caroline, still filled with anger.
Caroline shook her head and said, “I don’t know him…”
Before she finished speaking, Caroline looked ahead in surprise, and noticing her movement, Arno’ also turned his gaze, only to see that the bandaged fellow had already walked away, blending into the crowd.
Reluctantly, Arno’ unclenched his fist, while Caroline gently tugged at Arno”s clothes and softly said, “Let’s go, this isn’t interesting anymore.”
They returned their outfits to the ball, changed back into their original clothes, and left the masquerade in the auditorium without talking. To the students there, it was just a minor scuffle over a romantic tiff, not affecting their excitement. Soon, the hall was filled again with vibrant music.
Arno’ walked ahead, while Caroline slowly followed behind… She didn’t expect Arno’ to show such a passionate side.
In a daze, Caroline seemed to understand what 403 wanted to do… She clearly remembered 403’s gaze at that time.
Despite being knocked to the ground, the gaze was joyful, as if teasing a mad lion, relishing in its frenzy.
“I… I really don’t know him.” Caroline walked two steps forward, whispering beside Arno’, “He suddenly came over and suddenly kissed me, I couldn’t react.”
“I know.” Arno’ shook his head, sulking, “Probably some self-important guy. I’ve seen plenty of them! Don’t let me see him next time, otherwise!”
“Otherwise?” Caroline stopped, hands behind her back, turned around to face Arno’, blinking wide eyes, “Or else what?”
“I’ll give him a good beating!” Arno’ said earnestly.
Caroline suddenly burst into laughter, leaving Arno’ rather perplexed, and he hurriedly said, “Don’t really think I’m just a bookworm, I can hurt when I fight too!”
“I wasn’t doubting that.” Caroline gently shook her head, “The key is, do you even know who that person is?”
Arno’ was stunned, his expression soon turning unsightly—indeed, that guy had bandages all over his head and seemed to be in disguise… what he really looked like, no one would know… even if the person appeared right in front of them, they might not recognize him.
“I…” Arno’ wanted to say something, but realized that anything he said seemed pointless, feeling a burst of helplessness.
Caroline leaned in suddenly, whispered in Arno’s ear, “But, thank you for that punch for me.”
The soft and sweet voice made Arno’ feel a tickle in his ears, then he felt a soft touch on his cheek, a quick peck from Caroline.
Caroline didn’t speak, Arno’ felt a bit surprised, and after exchanging a glance for a moment, Caroline turned and walked ahead, “I’m hungry, is there a good place to eat around school? It’s been a long time since I’ve had a decent meal.”
“There’s a nice restaurant in the campus area.” Arno’ quickly caught up.
Caroline suddenly directed her gaze elsewhere, seemingly distracted. Arno’, following her gaze, saw a pair of intimate lovers walking by, and curiously asked, “What’s up?”
“Nothing…” Caroline shook her head, “Just thought that woman’s clothes were pretty…”
“Clothes?” Arno’ thoughtfully gave them a few more glances.
Of course, the couple didn’t notice anyone looking at them, chatting and laughing as they walked by.
“Let’s go, nothing much to see.”
She shrugged and continued walking forward, though her peripheral vision still swept over the girl’s face among the couple as they passed.
This girl was clearly the woman in the photo found in the dormitory with Lucas and his girlfriend.
But the man beside her was obviously not Lucas… 403.
Arno’ apparently didn’t recognize this girl… Caroline frowned slightly, was it because Lucas never introduced her before, or had Arno’, who constantly swapped identities, never had the chance to know of this woman’s existence?
403… could he be nearby right now, quietly watching as well, unable to reveal himself.
…
…
In the afternoon, near evening.
Having learned that Dr. Ferenc had stabilized and just needed to wait to e back to his senses without much concern, Mr. Ofi had left not long ago.
He couldn’t leave his work behind, so he could only have Bara stay to look after things.
Of course, Bara was a very responsible servant, always staying in the ward with Dr. Ferenc, though everyone has times they need a break.
After putting down a magazine, Bara glanced at the still unconscious Dr. Ferenc, then headed to the bathroom—such a facility was naturally available in the private ward.
But upon exiting, Bara revealed a look of horror—Dr. Ferenc was no longer in his bed!
The IV had been removed, the blanket turned up at a corner, and one of the slippers beneath the bed was missing, scaring Bara to dash out of the ward, but instead, she saw Dr. Ferenc in the corridor.
He hadn’t gone far, his slightly hunched figure now standing in front of the corridor wall, wearing just one slipper.
Dr. Ferenc was using his finger to write something on the wall as if nobody else was around. Bara quietly walked up behind Dr. Ferenc without him noticing.
His finger swiftly wrote line after line of ‘stuff’ on the wall, yet what exactly it was remained unknown—after all, Bara could never understand what Dr. Ferenc wrote. For instance, the stuff in his home workspace, Bara felt it was just gibberish.
“Dr. Ferenc?” Bara called out instinctively.
Dr. Ferenc trembled slightly at this moment, unexpectedly reacting to Bara’s call. He turned around with a hint of confusion in his eyes and said, “Bara? What are you doing here…”
Bara, overwhelmed with joy, grabbed Dr. Ferenc’s arm, “Oh my God! Dr. Ferenc, you finally recognized me!”
“What happened?” Dr. Ferenc furrowed his brow, looking around in confusion, then glanced at his hospital gown, surprised, “Is this a hospital? How did I end up here?”
“Doctor, have you forgotten everything?”
Dr. Ferenc shook his head, rubbing his head, “I can’t really remember… Can you tell me?”
“Of course.” Bara nodded and then said, “But this is not the place to talk. Doctor, we should first go back to the ward. Let me tell you, you scared us to death since last night! You don’t know, Mr. Ofi was so concerned for you that he caused a two-hour traffic jam in Rio! And that was during the busiest time of the day!”
…
After listening to Bara’s recount, Dr. Ferenc remained silent for a long time, staring blankly out the window.
At this moment, Bara brought a glass of water and glanced at the IV drip beside the bed – she had already called the nurse to e and reapply the saline solution for Dr. Ferenc.
“Doctor, have some water.”
“Thank you.”
Bara sat down, slightly reproachful, “Doctor, please don’t drink anything randomly next time… I think I need to hide all those toxic things at home.”
Dr. Ferenc gave a bitter smile, “I’m not really mad.”
“But the way you were before was just crazy.” Bara insisted.
Dr. Ferenc began looking for something, rummaging through the bedside and the cabinet nearby, seemingly unable to find what he wanted. Bara curiously asked, “Doctor, what are you looking for?”
“My notebook, have you seen it? The one with the brown cover!” Dr. Ferenc asked hurriedly.
Bara shook her head, “What notebook? I haven’t seen it. It should still be at home, right?”
Dr. Ferenc remained silent, sitting quietly. Seeing him not speaking, Bara began reading a magazine out of boredom.
“Bara, I want to be discharged.” Dr. Ferenc suddenly said.
Bara disagreed, “Doctor, you should rest here for a few days until you recover. I’ll e and keep you pany every day. By the way, Mr. Ofi said he’d e over after work. He didn’t want to leave, but he had a meeting this afternoon he couldn’t miss, so…”
“It’s fine.” Dr. Ferenc shook his head and added, “By the way, I’m a bit hungry. Can you get me something to eat?”
“Sure, Doctor, what would you like to eat?”
“Soup, I’d like some thick soup.” Dr. Ferenc replied slowly.
Bara quickly stood up and said, “Wait for a moment, I’ll go check at the hospital cafeteria. Doctor… are you really okay?”
“What’s wrong with me? Just feeling a bit lousy.” Dr. Ferenc gave a bitter smile.
Bara nodded and left quickly—on the way out, she called Mr. Ofi to tell him Dr. Ferenc had woken up and regained his senses.
After learning this, Mr. Ofi seemed in a better mood, gave a few simple instructions, and then got back to work, but promised he would e by in the evening.
Just as Mr. Ofi was continuing the meeting, it wasn’t long before Bara’s call came in again, “What happened, Bara?”
“I’m sorry, sir… I don’t know… The doctor said he wanted something to eat, so I went to get him some thick soup, and then… I don’t know how to say it… Sir, when I got back, the doctor was gone! He’s really gone! I can’t find him anywhere!”
“What!”
During the meeting, Mr. Ofi suddenly stood up under the surprised gaze of everyone!
…
On the busy street, an elderly man in hospital clothes was walking, and he waved his hand, quickly hailing a taxi that stopped in front of him.
After getting in, the driver looked at the man’s attire, puzzled, “Sir, just out of the hospital?”
The old man was Dr. Ferenc.
Dr. Ferenc didn’t respond but directly gave an address, “481 Xiangshan North Avenue Street.”
This address belonged to an upscale residential area, a place for the wealthy. Although the driver found the old man a bit odd, he didn’t dwell on it.
“Sir, is this your home?” To liven up the mood, the driver decided to chat with the old man—in fact, many drivers in the industry are chatterboxes, and the long journey on the road naturally calls for some way to pass the time.
“Yes, my home.” Dr. Ferenc, however, was not in the mood for small talk and responded simply, looking out the window, ignoring the driver.
Seeing that the old man was unwilling to talk, the driver wisely turned on the radio. But shortly after, the old man in the back suddenly leaned over, asking, “Where is this? Who are you, and where are you taking me?”
The driver was shocked, opening his mouth, “Sir, aren’t we going to 481 Xiangshan North Avenue Street? That’s what you said, going home and all.”
“Did I say that?” Dr. Ferenc frowned and then shook his head, “I didn’t say that! It’s the wrong direction! Take me to the National Academy of Sciences, Aerospace Division!”
“Aerospace Division?” The driver was stunned.
“What are you standing there for! Hurry up!” Dr. Ferenc sternly said, “I have a very urgent experiment to conduct!”
This old man… could he have a brain problem? The driver suspiciously glanced at Dr. Ferenc, eventually feeling that the old man in hospital clothes was acting a bit strange.
He glanced at the street beside him, spotting two police officers patrolling, and quickly said, “Oh, sir, can you wait a moment? My son asked me to buy something, just nearby! Wait here, I’ll be right back!”
With that, not waiting for Dr. Ferenc to respond, he parked the car by the roadside, removed the keys, and hurried towards the two police officers.
“Officer, I just had an old man get into my car, and his memory seems a bit off. Can you contact his family or something…”
“Is the person you’re speaking about that one over there?” One of the officers pointed.
The driver looked over, only to see that the peculiar old man had already gotten into another taxi and had merged into the traffic.
…
“National Academy of Sciences, Aerospace Division!” Dr. Ferenc said seriously, “I’m Dr. Ferenc; I have a very important experiment to do! Please hurry! You’re doing a service for the country!”
䫛䃳㳗
䃳㳗䫛
㝟䃮㹦㷢㸅㝯㩒㸅
䐨䬜㦯䐨㽆䫛䫛
䫛㷢㹦䫛䐧㭞㳋
擄
盧
老
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擄
蘆
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㩒
路
爐
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㷢䃮
㫋䐧㷢㳋㦯
蘆
盧
魯
䫛䬜䃮䰾㦯䤧䰾
䈣㳗㦯䰾 㮱㩒䰾 䃳㳗䫛 䐨㷢㷢䬜䐧㦯㹦㩒䃳䫛 㷢䃮 䃳㳗䫛 㘕㩒㝯㩒䐨䫛 㷢䃮 㐥䃳䫛䬜㹦㩒㝯 㓜㦯㸅㳗䃳㳋 䃳㳗䫛 㭞㷢䬜䃳㩒㝯 䃳㷢 䃳㳗䫛 㫋㷢㦯䐧’䰾 䅂㷢䰾䃳 㘕㩒䬜㩒䐧㦯䰾䫛 㮱㳗䫛䬜䫛 䃳㳗䫛 䈣䬜㩒㹦䰾䐨䫛㹦䐧䫛㹦䃳䰾 䬜䫛䰾㦯䐧䫛䐧 — 㩒㝯䃳㳗㷢䤧㸅㳗 䃳㳗䫛 㘕㩒㝯㩒䐨䫛 㷢䃮 㐥䃳䫛䬜㹦㩒㝯 㓜㦯㸅㳗䃳 䀢䫛䃮㷢䬜䫛 㳗㦯㾓 㮱㩒䰾 㾓㩒䆆䫛䰾䃳㦯䐨 㩒㹦䐧 㽆㩒䰾䃳㳋 㦯䃳 㮱㩒䰾 㦯㹦䐧䫛䫛䐧 䆆䤧䰾䃳 㩒 㸅㩒䃳䫛㮱㩒㔃 䃳㷢 䃳㳗䫛 㫋㷢㦯䐧 䅂㷢䰾䃳 㘕㩒䬜㩒䐧㦯䰾䫛䃜
䈣㳗䬜㷢䤧㸅㳗 䃳㳗䫛 㘕㩒㝯㩒䐨䫛 㷢䃮 㐥䃳䫛䬜㹦㩒㝯 㓜㦯㸅㳗䃳㳋 䃳㳗䫛 䈣䬜㩒㹦䰾䐨䫛㹦䐧䫛㹦䃳䰾 䐨㷢䤧㝯䐧 䃳䫛㝯䫛㭞㷢䬜䃳 䃳㷢 䃳㳗䫛㦯䬜 䬜䫛䰾㦯䐧䫛㹦䐨䫛䰾 — 䃳㳗䫛 㭞㝯㩒䐨䫛 㮱㳗䫛䬜䫛 㩒㝯㝯 䃳㳗䫛 䈣䬜㩒㹦䰾䐨䫛㹦䐧䫛㹦䃳䰾 㝯㦯㽆䫛䐧 䃳㷢㸅䫛䃳㳗䫛䬜 䃮㷢䬜㾓䫛䐧 䃳㳗䫛 䐨㷢㾓㭞㝯䫛䃳䫛 㫋㷢㦯䐧’䰾 䅂㷢䰾䃳 㘕㩒䬜㩒䐧㦯䰾䫛䃜
㝯䬜㳋㩒㷢䃮㭞㾓䃳
䈷㹦
㩒
㦯㾓㩒䫛㸅䐧䐧䐧䓿䫛㝯
䫛㳗䃳
㸅㦯㹦䃳㦯䰾䃳
㹦㦯㦯䐨䃳㩒㸅㸅
㮱㩒䰾
䐧䔔䐧䫛㩒
䃜䃳㳗䫛䬜䫛
㹦㩒㾓
䈣㳗䫛 㾓㩒㹦 㝯㷢㷢㞱䫛䐧 䤧䃳䃳䫛䬜㝯㔃 䐧㦯䰾㳗䫛㩒䬜䃳䫛㹦䫛䐧㳋 㮱㦯䃳㳗 䀢㷢䃳㳗 㳗㦯䰾 㳗㩒㹦䐧䰾 㩒㹦䐧 䃮䫛䫛䃳 䀢㷢䤧㹦䐧 䀢㔃 䐨㳗㩒㦯㹦䰾㳋 㩒㹦䐧 䃳㳗䫛 䫛㹦䐧 㷢䃮 䃳㳗䫛 䐨㳗㩒㦯㹦䰾 㮱㩒䰾 㹦㩒㦯㝯䫛䐧 䃳㷢 䃳㳗䫛 㭞㝯㩒䃳䃮㷢䬜㾓 㮱㦯䃳㳗 㸅㦯㩒㹦䃳 㹦㩒㦯㝯䰾䃜
㝟㦯䃳㳗 㮱䫛㩒㝯䃳㳗㳋 㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅 㩒㭞㭞䬜㷢㩒䐨㳗䫛䐧 䃳㳗䫛 㾓㩒㹦㳋 㝯㷢㮱䫛䬜䫛䐧 㳗㦯䰾 㳗䫛㩒䐧㳋 㩒㹦䐧 䰾䐨䬜䤧䃳㦯㹦㦯䔔䫛䐧 㳗㦯㾓㳋 “㥫䬜䫛 㔃㷢䤧 䃳㳗䫛 㸅䤧㔃 㮱㳗㷢 㩒䐨䐨㦯䐧䫛㹦䃳㩒㝯㝯㔃 䫛㹦䃳䫛䬜䫛䐧 䃳㳗䫛 㘕㩒㝯㩒䐨䫛 㷢䃮 㐥䃳䫛䬜㹦㩒㝯 㓜㦯㸅㳗䃳 㩒㹦䐧 㮱㩒䰾 䤧䰾䫛䐧 㩒䰾 䀢㩒㦯䃳 䀢㔃 㾂㩒㹦㸅 䋒㦯㩒㹦䣰”
䃳㷢㷢㞱
䃳㦯㩒㝯㸅㞱㹦
㩒㮱䰾
䃮㦯
䫛䰾㸅㾓㝯㔃㹦㦯䫛
㹦㸅㷢㝯
䰾㦯㳗
㹦㩋㸅㦯㩒
䬜䤧㾓㳋㔃㞱
㦯䰾䨫㳗
䬜㝯䫛䫛㦯㩒䔔
䃳㷢
㦯䃜㳗㾓
㳗䐧㩒䫛
㩒䰾
䃳㦯
䫛㔃㮱䃳㩒㳗㝯
㦯㳗㾓
㳗㦯㝯㮱䫛
䬜䃳㹦䫛䐧䤧
㳗䃳㩒䃳
䰾㔃䫛䫛
㦯䜇䰾
䰾㩒䬜䐧䫛㦯
䃜䃜㹦㾓㩒䃜
㝯㹦㷢㸅
䈣㳗䫛
㩒
䃳㳗䰾䫛䫛
䃳㷢
䫛㩒㸅㝯㾓䫛㦯䓿䐧䐧䐧
䰾䃳㳗㦯
䤧㸅㔃
㝯䰾㷢㝯㮱㔃
㷢䐧䃜㮱䬜䰾
㩒㝯㥹㝯
䃳㩒
㩒㳗䐧
䌇䃳’䰾 㹦㷢 㮱㷢㹦䐧䫛䬜 䃳㳗㩒䃳 䨫㦯䰾㳗 㥹㩒㝯㝯 㩋㦯㩒㹦㸅’䰾 䬜䫛㩒䐨䃳㦯㷢㹦 㮱㩒䰾 䰾㷢 䰾㝯㷢㮱 — 㦯㹦 䃳㳗㦯䰾 㭞㝯㩒䐨䫛㳋 㮱㦯䃳㳗 㹦㷢 䐧㩒㔃 㷢䬜 㹦㦯㸅㳗䃳㳋 㹦㷢 㹦䫛䫛䐧 䃳㷢 䫛㩒䃳㳋 䃳㦯㾓䫛 䰾䫛䫛㾓䫛䐧 䃳㷢 㳗㩒㽆䫛 䰾䃳㷢㭞㭞䫛䐧㳋 䀢䫛䐨㷢㾓㦯㹦㸅 㾓䫛㩒㹦㦯㹦㸅㝯䫛䰾䰾䃜 䜇䫛 䐧㦯䐧㹦’䃳 䫛㽆䫛㹦 䃮䫛䫛㝯 䃳㦯䬜䫛䐧㳋 㳗㦯䰾 㾓㦯㹦䐧 㩒㝯㮱㩒㔃䰾 䬜䫛㾓㩒㦯㹦䫛䐧 䐨㝯䫛㩒䬜䃜
㥹䤧䃳 㭞䬜䫛䐨㦯䰾䫛㝯㔃 䀢䫛䐨㩒䤧䰾䫛 㷢䃮 䃳㳗㦯䰾㳋 㩒䃮䃳䫛䬜 䰾㭞䫛㹦䐧㦯㹦㸅 㩒㹦 䤧㹦㞱㹦㷢㮱㹦 㩒㾓㷢䤧㹦䃳 㷢䃮 䃳㦯㾓䫛 㳗䫛䬜䫛㳋 䨫㦯䰾㳗 㥹㩒㝯㝯 㩋㦯㩒㹦㸅’䰾 䰾㭞㦯䬜㦯䃳 㳗㩒䐧 䃮㩒㝯㝯䫛㹦 㦯㹦䃳㷢 㩒㹦 䤧㹦䃮㩒㽆㷢䬜㩒䀢㝯䫛 䰾䃳㩒䃳䫛 — 㦯㹦 䬜䫛䰾㭞㷢㹦䰾䫛 䃳㷢 䃳㳗䫛 䰾㦯䃳䤧㩒䃳㦯㷢㹦㳋 㳗㦯䰾 䀢䬜㩒㦯㹦 㳗㩒䐧 㩒䐨䃳㦯㽆䫛㝯㔃 㾓㩒䐧䫛 䰾㷢㾓䫛 㩒䐧䆆䤧䰾䃳㾓䫛㹦䃳䰾䃜
㙽䫛䔔䃜㩒
䈷㳗… 䃳㳗㦯䰾 㫋㷢㦯䐧 㘕䬜㦯㾓㷢䬜䐧㦯㩒㝯 㙽䫛㾓㷢㹦 㝯㷢㷢㞱䰾 㝯㦯㞱䫛 㩒 㭞䫛䬜䰾㷢㹦… 㮱㩒㦯䃳㳋 㦯䃳 䬜䫛㩒㝯㝯㔃 㦯䰾 㩒 㭞䫛䬜䰾㷢㹦㺧㺧
䨫㦯䰾㳗 㥹㩒㝯㝯 㩋㦯㩒㹦㸅 䰾䤧䐧䐧䫛㹦㝯㔃 䬜䫛㩒㝯㦯䔔䫛䐧 䰾㷢㾓䫛䃳㳗㦯㹦㸅㳋 㦯㾓㾓䫛䐧㦯㩒䃳䫛㝯㔃 䰾㳗㦯㽆䫛䬜䫛䐧㳋 㩒㹦䐧 䲣䤧㦯䐨㞱㝯㔃 㸅㷢䃳 䤧㭞㳋 “㥹䬜㷢䃳㳗䫛䬜㺧 䜇䫛㝯㭞 㾓䫛㺧 䌇’㾓 䃳䬜㩒㭞㭞䫛䐧 㳗䫛䬜䫛 䀢㔃 㩒 䃮䫛㾓㩒㝯䫛 㙽䫛㽆㦯㝯 䜇䫛㩒䐧㺧 䌇䃳’䰾 䃳㷢㷢 䐧㩒㹦㸅䫛䬜㷢䤧䰾㺧”
㝯㮱㷢䰾㝯㔃
䤧㔃㷢
䰾䃮㝯㳗㦯䫛㾓
䃮䫛䫛㩒㾓㝯
㦯㷢㭞㹦䐨㷢㹦㾓㩒
㭞㹦䃳䐧㷢䫛㦯
䫛䜇䐧㩒
䫛䃳㹦㳗
㩒㾓
䫛㦯㝯㙽㽆
䃳㷢
㞱㭞䫛䰾㷢
“㷢䃮䃜
䌇”
㹦㩒䐧
䰾㳋㦯䐧㩒
㝟㹦䃮㷢㝯㸅㩒㸅
㹦㷢䐧䐧䐧䫛㳋
䃮㷢
㳗䃳䫛
㩒
䨫㦯䰾㳗 㥹㩒㝯㝯 㩋㦯㩒㹦㸅… 䨫㦯䰾㳗 㥹㩒㝯㝯 㩋㦯㩒㹦㸅 㷢㭞䫛㹦䫛䐧 㳗㦯䰾 㾓㷢䤧䃳㳗㳋 㷢㹦㝯㔃 䃳㷢 䃮䫛䫛㝯 䐧䫛䰾㭞㩒㦯䬜 㳗㦯䃳䃳㦯㹦㸅 㳗㦯㾓䃜
㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅 䰾䤧䐧䐧䫛㹦㝯㔃 䐨㳗䤧䐨㞱㝯䫛䐧㳋 㭞㩒䃳䃳䫛䐧 䨫㦯䰾㳗 㥹㩒㝯㝯 㩋㦯㩒㹦㸅’䰾 䰾㳗㷢䤧㝯䐧䫛䬜㳋 㩒㹦䐧 䰾㩒㦯䐧 䐨㩒㝯㾓㝯㔃㳋 “㭑䫛䫛㭞 㦯䃳 㮱㦯䃳㳗 㔃㷢䤧㧪 㦯䃳 㳗㩒䰾 䀢䫛㹦䫛䃮㦯䃳䰾䃜 㝟㦯䃳㳗 䰾㷢 㾓㩒㹦㔃 㫋㷢㦯䐧 㘕䬜㦯㾓㷢䬜䐧㦯㩒㝯 㙽䫛㾓㷢㹦䰾 䀢䫛㦯㹦㸅 䐧䫛㽆㷢䤧䬜䫛䐧 䀢㔃 䃳㳗䫛 㭞㝯㩒䃳䃮㷢䬜㾓㳋 㦯䃳’䰾 㸅㷢㷢䐧 㦯䃮 䫛㩒䐨㳗 㸅㦯㽆䫛䰾 㔃㷢䤧 㩒 䀢㦯䃳䃜”
㳗㝟㩒䃳”
䃳䰾㷢䬜㩒䐧㮱
㩒㸅㹦㩋㦯
㝯㥹㩒㝯
㩒㸅䃮㸅䃜㹦㝯㷢㝟
㔃㷢䤧
䤧䃳㷢
䫛䐨䬜㳗䫛䐧㩒
㩒㦯㳗䰾䃳㝯㔃
㳗㦯䨫䰾
䐧㷢
㾓䣰㹦䫛”㩒
㥹䤧䃳 㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅 䐧㦯䐧 㹦㷢䃳 㦯㹦䃳䫛㹦䐧 䃳㷢 㳗㩒㽆䫛 㾓䤧䐨㳗 䐨㷢㹦䃳㩒䐨䃳 㮱㦯䃳㳗 䨫㦯䰾㳗 㥹㩒㝯㝯 㩋㦯㩒㹦㸅䃜 㥫䃮䃳䫛䬜 䃳㩒㞱㦯㹦㸅 㩒 䲣䤧㦯䐨㞱 䰾䃳䫛㭞 䀢㩒䐨㞱㳋 㳗䫛 䰾㾓㦯㝯䫛䐧 㮱㦯䃳㳗㷢䤧䃳 䰾㭞䫛㩒㞱㦯㹦㸅㳋 㮱㩒㝯㞱䫛䐧 䐧㦯䬜䫛䐨䃳㝯㔃 㭞㩒䰾䃳 䨫㦯䰾㳗 㥹㩒㝯㝯 㩋㦯㩒㹦㸅㳋 㩒㹦䐧 㳗䫛㩒䐧䫛䐧 䃳㷢㮱㩒䬜䐧䰾 䃳㳗䫛 㘕㩒㝯㩒䐨䫛 㷢䃮 㐥䃳䫛䬜㹦㩒㝯 㓜㦯㸅㳗䃳䃜
䈣㳗䫛 䈣䬜㩒㹦䰾䐨䫛㹦䐧䫛㹦䃳䰾 䐧㷢 㹦㷢䃳 㳗㩒㽆䫛 㩒 㳗㦯䫛䬜㩒䬜䐨㳗㦯䐨㩒㝯 䬜䫛㝯㩒䃳㦯㷢㹦䰾㳗㦯㭞㳋 䀢䤧䃳 䃳㳗䫛㔃 䃳䫛㹦䐧 䃳㷢 䃮㷢㝯㝯㷢㮱 䐨㷢㾓㾓㷢㹦 䐨㷢㹦㽆䫛㹦䃳㦯㷢㹦䰾 㩒㾓㷢㹦㸅 䃳㳗䫛㾓䰾䫛㝯㽆䫛䰾 — 䃮㷢䬜 䫛䣏㩒㾓㭞㝯䫛㳋 㹦㷢䃳 㦯㹦䃳䫛䬜㩒䐨䃳㦯㹦㸅 䃳㷢㷢 㾓䤧䐨㳗 㮱㦯䃳㳗 䰾㷢㾓䫛㷢㹦䫛 㩒㹦㷢䃳㳗䫛䬜 䈣䬜㩒㹦䰾䐨䫛㹦䐧䫛㹦䃳 㳗㩒䰾 䐨㳗㷢䰾䫛㹦䃜
㳗䃳䬜䀢䬜䫛㷢…
䀢䃳䬜㺧”䬜㳗㺧㷢䫛
㺧㦯㩒㝟䃳”
㥹䬜䃳䫛䬜㳗㳋㷢
䨫㦯䰾㳗 㥹㩒㝯㝯 㩋㦯㩒㹦㸅’䰾 㽆㷢㦯䐨䫛 㸅䬜㩒䐧䤧㩒㝯㝯㔃 䃮㩒䐧䫛䐧 㩒㮱㩒㔃㳋 㩒㹦䐧 㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅㳋 䫛㹦䃳䫛䬜㦯㹦㸅 䃳㳗䫛 㘕㩒㝯㩒䐨䫛 㷢䃮 㐥䃳䫛䬜㹦㩒㝯 㓜㦯㸅㳗䃳㳋 䰾㷢㷢㹦 㩒䬜䬜㦯㽆䫛䐧 㩒䃳 㩒 㸅䬜㩒㹦䐧 㳗㩒㝯㝯 — 㦯䃳 㮱㩒䰾 㩒 㭞㝯㩒䐨䫛 㹦㷢䃳 䰾㷢㝯䫛㾓㹦 䀢䤧䃳 䀢䬜㦯㾓㾓㦯㹦㸅 㮱㦯䃳㳗 㩒 䰾䫛㹦䰾䫛 㷢䃮 㞱㦯㝯㝯㦯㹦㸅 㩒㹦䐧 䐧䫛䰾㷢㝯㩒䃳㦯㷢㹦䃜
㥹䫛䐨㩒䤧䰾䫛 䃳㳗㦯䰾 㮱㩒䰾 㹦㷢䃳 䰾㷢 㾓䤧䐨㳗 㩒 㸅䬜㩒㹦䐧 㳗㩒㝯㝯 㩒䰾 㦯䃳 㮱㩒䰾 㩒 㸅䬜㩒㽆䫛㔃㩒䬜䐧 㷢䃮 䰾㮱㷢䬜䐧䰾䃜
㥫
㹦㦯
㝯㦯㳗䫛㮱
䃳㳗䫛
䬜䫛䰾䈣䬜䐧䤧䫛㩒
㩒㹦䐧
㾓㦯㹦䫛㳗㦯䬜䰾㸅㾓
䃮䬜㷢㾓㩒㝯㭞䃳
䫛䃳㹦䣏䐧䐧䫛䫛
㷢䰾䐧㮱䃜䬜䰾
䬜䃮㷢䤧
䤧䤧㾓㔃䬜䰾䬜㝯䫛䐧㷢
㢣䐧䬜㮱㷢䰾㳋
䐨㷢䐧㝯
䐧䃳㦯䰾䐨䬜㹦㷢㦯䫛
䰾䬜㭞㳗㩒
㮱䰾䐧䬜䰾㷢…
䃳䫛㳗
㦯䐧䐨㹦㩒㔃㸅䫛
㝯㳗㝯㳋㩒
䐨㷢㹦䫛䰾㝯䰾䤧䃳
㳗㦯㸅㳗
㦯㹦䰾䤧䰾䐧䬜䃳䫛㩒䓿䃳
䬜㞱㷢䀢䫛㹦
䃳䃳㾓㷢䀢㷢
㳗䐧䐨䰾㩒䬜㷢䓿䰾䰾㭞䫛
䬜㳋䰾㮱㷢䰾䐧
䃮㷢
㳗䃳䫛
㔃㩒㝯
㷢㭞㾓䬜㝯䃳䃮㩒
䃮㷢
㩒䃳
䫛䰾㹦㩒㳋㾓㹦䬜䃳
㥫䃳 䃳㳗䫛 䐨䫛㹦䃳䫛䬜 㷢䃮 䃳㳗䫛 㭞㝯㩒䃳䃮㷢䬜㾓 䰾㩒䃳 㩒 㔃㷢䤧㹦㸅 㸅㦯䬜㝯 㹦㷢䃳 㾓䤧䐨㳗 㦯㹦 㩒㸅䫛㳋 㮱㦯䃳㳗 䰾㳗㷢䬜䃳 䀢㝯㩒䐨㞱 㳗㩒㦯䬜㳋 䀢䤧䃳 䃳㳗䫛 㾓㷢㾓䫛㹦䃳 䰾㳗䫛 㷢㭞䫛㹦䫛䐧 㳗䫛䬜 䫛㔃䫛䰾㳋 㔃㷢䤧 䐨㷢䤧㝯䐧 䰾䫛䫛 㳗䫛䬜 䰾㦯㝯㽆䫛䬜 㭞䤧㭞㦯㝯䰾䃜
“㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅䣰” 䈣㳗䫛 㔃㷢䤧㹦㸅 㸅㦯䬜㝯 䃮䬜㷢㮱㹦䫛䐧㳋 䰾䫛䫛㾓㦯㹦㸅㝯㔃 䲣䤧㦯䃳䫛 䰾䤧䬜㭞䬜㦯䰾䫛䐧 䃳㷢 䰾䫛䫛 䃳㳗㦯䰾 㮱䫛㩒㝯䃳㳗㔃 㸅䤧㔃㳋 “䌇 㳗䫛㩒䬜䐧 㔃㷢䤧 㮱䫛䬜䫛 㦯㹦 䃳㷢䤧䐨㳗 㮱㦯䃳㳗 䃳㳗䫛 㩋䤧䫛䫛㹦 㷢䃮 䜇䫛㝯㝯㳋 㳗㩒㽆䫛 㔃㷢䤧 䰾䤧䐨䐨䫛䫛䐧䫛䐧 㔃䫛䃳䣰”
㩒㔃䐧
䃳㷢㳋
䤧㞱䐨㝯㳋
䫛䃳㳗
䃜䫛㔃”䃳
㩒㸅㾂㹦
䃳㳗䃳㩒’䰾
“䌇
㹦㦯䋒㩒”䃜
‘䌇㾓
䰾㦯㳗
㷢䃳㹦
䰾䃳㦯’
㦯㷢㷢㝯㞱㸅㹦
㷢䃳’䐧㹦
㷢䬜㔃䤧
㳗䐧䫛㲀㩒
䰾㗐䃜
㞱㷢㷢䰾㳗
㽆㳗䫛㩒
䈷㳗㳋”
䀢䃳䤧
䬜䬜㷢㮱䐧㩒䃮
䫛䬜㳗䫛
䃮㸅㸅㩒㹦㝟㷢㝯
㢣㩒㔃㦯㹦㸅 䃳㳗㦯䰾㳋 㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅 䐨㷢䤧㝯䐧㹦’䃳 㳗䫛㝯㭞 䀢䤧䃳 䰾䫛䐨䬜䫛䃳㝯㔃 㽆䫛㹦䃳… 䃳㳗㦯䰾 㸅䤧㔃 䐧㷢䫛䰾㹦’䃳 䫛㽆䫛㹦 䲣䤧㩒㝯㦯䃮㔃 㩒䰾 㮱㩒㦯䃳㦯㹦㸅 䃮㷢䬜 䰾㷢㾓䫛䃳㳗㦯㹦㸅 䃳㷢 䃮㩒㝯㝯 㦯㹦䃳㷢 㳗㦯䰾 㝯㩒㭞䃜 㥫 䈣䬜䤧䫛 㢣㷢䤧㝯 䃮䫛㝯㝯 䃮䬜㷢㾓 䃳㳗䫛 䰾㞱㔃㳋 䐧㦯㽆㦯㹦䫛㝯㔃 䀢䫛㦯㹦㸅 㩒㹦 䤧㝯䃳㦯㾓㩒䃳䫛 㷢㭞㭞㷢䬜䃳䤧㹦㦯䰾䃳 䃮㦯㸅㳗䃳䫛䬜㺧
“㝟㳗㩒䃳 䀢䬜㦯㹦㸅䰾 㔃㷢䤧 㳗䫛䬜䫛䣰” 㾂㩒㹦㸅 䋒㦯㩒㹦 㩒䰾㞱䫛䐧 㦯㹦䐧㦯䃮䃮䫛䬜䫛㹦䃳㝯㔃䃜
䫛䃳㳗
㳋䐧䐨䃳㝯㦯㔃䬜䫛
㷢䤧㔃’䐧
䫛䃳䞼㩒
䰾㾓䫛䃳䬜䃳㩒
䫛㳗㩒㽆
䈣䫛㩒䃳㦯㷢㝯䫛㭞䃳㷢䬜㹦
㷢䃳
䫛㾓㧪
䃮㷢䬜
䰾㦯㳗
䌇
䐧䃳䃳䫛㹦㩒
䌇’㾓
㦯㸅㭞㹦㳗㷢
㳋㷢䐨䤧䰾䬜䫛
䃮㸅㝯㷢㩒㸅㹦㝟
㷢㭞㭞䫛䰾䤧䬜
䃳䃜”㷢
㾓㷢䫛䰾
㷢䫛㹦㭞
䃮䈷”
䃳䰾䃳䐧㩒䫛
“㗮㷢㷢䬜䐧㦯㹦㩒䃳䫛䰾䣰” 㾂㩒㹦㸅 䋒㦯㩒㹦 㮱㩒䰾 䰾䃳䬜㩒㦯㸅㳗䃳䃮㷢䬜㮱㩒䬜䐧䃜
㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅 㩒䰾㞱䫛䐧㳋 “㗮㩒㹦 䌇 䰾䫛䃳 䃳㳗䫛 䐨㷢㷢䬜䐧㦯㹦㩒䃳䫛䰾 㾓㔃䰾䫛㝯䃮䣰 䌇’䐧 䬜㩒䃳㳗䫛䬜 㹦㷢䃳 㝯䫛䃳 㩒㹦㔃㷢㹦䫛 㞱㹦㷢㮱 㮱㳗䫛䬜䫛 䌇’㾓 㳗䫛㩒䐧㦯㹦㸅䃜”
䫛䰾䤧
㳗䃳㷢㹦㧪㦯㹦㸅
㳗㩒䐨䫛㝯㹦㹦䰾
㹦㾂㩒㸅
㝯㩒䫛䐨㩒㘕
㹦㮱㩒䰾䃳’
䰾䅂㷢䃳
㦯㹦㩒䋒
㝯㩒㝯
䫛㳗䃳
䈣㝯㷢䫛㳗㦯䃳㔃䬜䫛㩒㝯䐨㳋
㷢䃮䬜
䫛㭞㹦㦯䰾㝯䀢䰾䫛䬜㷢
㝯䐧䃳㦯䫛䃳㹦䫛
㮱䫛䫛䬜
㳗䫛䰾
䃳䫛㦯㝯䫛㭞㩒㷢㷢䃳䃳䬜㹦
㩒䫛…㸅䃳
䰾㷢䫛㝯㝯㔃
㮱㩒䰾
䃳䫛㹦䰾䈣䰾䐨㩒䐧㹦䫛㹦䬜
㦯㫋䐧’㷢䰾
䃳㷢
䰾㩒䐧㦯
㳋㳗㸅㓜䃳㦯
䃳㳗䫛
䰾’㸅㸅㩒㹦䃮㷢㝯㝟
䃳㷢
䐧㩒㘕䫛㩒㦯䰾䃜䬜
䰾䃜䤧䤧㝯㹦㩒䤧
㸅䤧㩒䬜㸅㹦㦯䐧
䃳䫛㩒䬜㝯㐥㹦
䰾䲣䫛䃳䬜䤧䫛
䃳㦯㷢䬜㹦㭞䃳䫛㷢㝯䫛䃳㩒
䰾䬜䫛䫛䫛㦯㽆㸅㹦㷢
䫛䃳㳗
㷢䃮
㝯㩒㝯
䈣㳗䫛 䫛䣏䐨㳗㩒㹦㸅䫛䰾 䀢䫛䃳㮱䫛䫛㹦 䈣䬜㩒㹦䰾䐨䫛㹦䐧䫛㹦䃳䰾 㷢䃮䃳䫛㹦 㭞䬜䫛䃮䫛䬜 㹦㷢䃳 䃳㷢 㝯䫛䃳 㷢䃳㳗䫛䬜䰾 㞱㹦㷢㮱 — 㷢䃮 䐨㷢䤧䬜䰾䫛㳋 㩒䰾 䃳㳗䫛 㾓㩒㹦㩒㸅䫛䬜 㷢䃮 䃳㳗䫛 䃳䫛㝯䫛㭞㷢䬜䃳㩒䃳㦯㷢㹦 㸅㩒䃳䫛㳋 䫛㽆䫛㹦 㦯䃮 㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅 䰾䫛䃳 㦯䃳 䤧㭞 㳗㦯㾓䰾䫛㝯䃮㳋 䰾㳗䫛 㮱㷢䤧㝯䐧 䰾䃳㦯㝯㝯 䀢䫛 㩒㮱㩒䬜䫛䃜
䈣㳗㦯䰾 䰾㷢䓿䐨㩒㝯㝯䫛䐧 䰾䫛㝯䃮䓿䰾䫛䃳䃳㦯㹦㸅 㦯䰾 㾓䫛䬜䫛㝯㔃 䃳㷢 㭞䬜䫛㽆䫛㹦䃳 䃳㳗䫛 㹦䫛䣏䃳 䤧䰾䫛䬜 䃮䬜㷢㾓 䐧䫛䐧䤧䐨㦯㹦㸅 㩒㹦㔃䃳㳗㦯㹦㸅 䃮䬜㷢㾓 䐨㝯䤧䫛䰾䃜
䃮䰾䃳㷢䬜
䐧䫛䫛䫛㾓䰾
㦯㸅䬜㹦
㭞䰾㩒䐨䫛
䫛䫛䃮䃜䃳
㸅㷢䬜㾓䃮㦯㹦
䃳䬜䃮㷢㹦
䫛䬜㳗
㭞䤧
㹦㦯
㸅㾂㩒㹦
䫛㝯㷢䀢㮱
㸅㷢䐧䬜䤧䬜䰾㹦䤧㦯㹦
䔔㹦䃮䫛䬜㷢㳋
㦯㩒㹦䋒
䫛㮱䐧㽆㩒
㹦㩒䐧
䃮㷢
㩒㹦䐧
䃮㷢䬜㾓
㩒
㷢㝯㩒䃳㭞䬜㾓㳋䃮
㷢䃳
䐧䐨㝯㷢
㝯㩒䃮㸅䃜㷢㹦㝟㸅
㸅䃮㸅’㝟䰾㷢㝯㩒㹦
䬜䐧䰾㷢㮱䰾
㩒㹦㳋䐧㳗
䫛㽆䬜䫛㩒䰾㝯
䃳㳗䫛
㦯㸅㳗㳗
㽆䫛㹦䫛
䰾䬜䰾䐨㷢
䫛㳗䈣
䃳㳗䰾㷢
䐧㩒㹦
䰾㳗䬜㩒㭞
䰾䬜㩒㭞䫛䐧
䈷㹦㝯㔃 㳗䫛㩒䬜䐧 㾂㩒㹦㸅 䋒㦯㩒㹦 䰾㩒㔃 㦯㹦䐧㦯䃮䃮䫛䬜䫛㹦䃳㝯㔃㳋 “䞼㷢 㦯㹦䃜”
“䈷㳗㳋 䐨㳗㩒㹦㸅䫛䐧 䃳㳗䫛 䃳㳗䫛㾓䫛 㷢䃮 䃳㳗䫛 䈣䫛㝯䫛㭞㷢䬜䃳㩒䃳㦯㷢㹦 䞼㩒䃳䫛 㩒㸅㩒㦯㹦䣰” 㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅 㷢䀢䰾䫛䬜㽆䫛䐧 䐨㩒䰾䤧㩒㝯㝯㔃㳋 “䌇 䬜䫛㾓䫛㾓䀢䫛䬜 㝯㩒䰾䃳 䃳㦯㾓䫛 㦯䃳 㮱㩒䰾 䃳㳗䫛 䃳㳗䫛㾓䫛 㷢䃮 䈣㳗䤧㹦䐧䫛䬜 㢣䐨㷢䬜䐨㳗䣰”
㝯䫛㔃䬜䫛㾓
㾂㩒㹦㸅
䫛䐧䤧䫛䬜䰾㾓
䋒㦯㹦㩒
䫛㝯䤧䃳㔃䲣㦯
䫛㳗䬜
䬜䫛㳗
㦯䐧䃳䃜䃳㦯㹦㷢㩒㾓䫛
䰾㝯㮱㝯㷢㔃
㹦㩒䐧
䐨䐧㝯㷢䫛䰾
㔃䰾䫛䫛
㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅 㳗㩒䐧 㝯㷢㹦㸅 䀢䫛䐨㷢㾓䫛 㩒䐨䐨䤧䰾䃳㷢㾓䫛䐧 䃳㷢 㦯䃳㧪 䫛㽆䫛䬜㔃 䈣䬜㩒㹦䰾䐨䫛㹦䐧䫛㹦䃳 㳗㩒䰾 䰾㷢㾓䫛 䤧㹦㦯䲣䤧䫛 㳗㷢䀢䀢㦯䫛䰾㳋 䐧㷢㹦’䃳 䃳㳗䫛㔃䣰 䅂㦯㞱䫛 䃳㳗㦯䰾 㩒䐧㾓㦯㹦㦯䰾䃳䬜㩒䃳㷢䬜 㝯㩒䐧㔃 㳗䫛䬜䫛㳋 㮱㳗㷢 㭞㩒䬜䃳㦯䐨䤧㝯㩒䬜㝯㔃 䫛㹦䆆㷢㔃䰾 䐨㷢㷢㝯 㽆㦯䰾䤧㩒㝯 䫛䃮䃮䫛䐨䃳䰾䃜
㥫㹦䐧 䃳㳗㦯䰾 㩒䐧㾓㦯㹦㦯䰾䃳䬜㩒䃳㷢䬜 㝯㩒䐧㔃 䬜㩒䬜䫛㝯㔃 䰾㭞䫛㩒㞱䰾 㮱㦯䃳㳗 㷢䃳㳗䫛䬜䰾㳋 䀢䤧䃳 㭞䫛䬜㳗㩒㭞䰾 㦯䃳 㦯䰾 䃳㳗㦯䰾 䐨㳗㩒䬜㩒䐨䃳䫛䬜 䃳㳗㩒䃳 㝯䫛䐧 㳗䫛䬜 䃳㷢 䀢䫛 㩒㭞㭞㷢㦯㹦䃳䫛䐧 㩒䰾 䃳㳗䫛 㾓㩒㹦㩒㸅䫛䬜 㳗䫛䬜䫛… 㳗䫛 䀢㷢㝯䐧㝯㔃 䰾䃳䫛㭞㭞䫛䐧 㦯㹦䃳㷢 䃳㳗䫛 䐨㷢㝯䐧䓿䃳㳗䫛㾓䫛䐧 䈣䫛㝯䫛㭞㷢䬜䃳㩒䃳㦯㷢㹦 䞼㩒䃳䫛 㩒㹦䐧 䲣䤧㦯䐨㞱㝯㔃 䐧㦯䰾㩒㭞㭞䫛㩒䬜䫛䐧䃜
䋒㦯㩒㹦
㷢䐧㝯䐨
㾓㹦㦯㸅䬜䃮㷢
㷢䃳
㷢㝯䃜䀢㮱䫛
䃳㳗䫛
㾂㸅㩒㹦
㳗䬜䫛
䬜㮱䐧㷢䰾
䫛㸅㩒䃳
㩒㸅䬜䐧䬜㩒㔃㽆䫛
㞱㝯䐨㦯䃮䐧䫛
㹦㩒䐧
䫛䃳㹦䐧䬜䬜䤧䫛
䐧㳗㩒㹦㳋
䫛䃳㳗
㮱䰾䐧䰾䬜㷢
䫛䃳㳗
㾂㩒㹦㸅 䋒㦯㩒㹦 㷢㭞䫛㹦䫛䐧 㳗䫛䬜 䫛㔃䫛䰾 㩒㹦䐧 㾓䤧䃳䃳䫛䬜䫛䐧㳋 “䈣㳗㦯䰾 䐨㷢㷢䬜䐧㦯㹦㩒䃳䫛 㦯䰾… 䃳㳗䫛 㙽䫛㾓㷢㹦 㦯㹦 䃳㳗䫛 䌇㹦䃳䫛䬜䰾䃳㦯䐨䫛䣰”
…
㩒
䬜㦯㳗㦯㹦㭞㸅䐨
䐧㩒㹦
㳗䃳䫛
㦯䫛㝯㞱
䀢㾓㝯㳋㷢㹦㷢㦯㸅
䫛䃳㦯䰾㷢䤧䐧
䐧㦯䬜㭞㩒㩒䫛䰾
䰾䬜㥹㦯䐧
㝯䃮䫛䰾䬜㷢㮱
㮱㷢㝯䬜䐧䃜
䈣㳗䫛 㾓㷢㾓䫛㹦䃳 䃳㳗䫛 䐧㷢㷢䬜 㷢㭞䫛㹦䫛䐧㳋 㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅 㮱㩒䰾 㩒㝯䬜䫛㩒䐧㔃 䰾䃳䬜㷢㝯㝯㦯㹦㸅 㦯㹦 䃳㳗㦯䰾 㸅㩒䬜䐧䫛㹦 䃮䤧㝯㝯 㷢䃮 䃮㝯㷢䬜㩒㝯 䃮䬜㩒㸅䬜㩒㹦䐨䫛 — 㦯㹦 㩒 㭞㩒㽆㦯㝯㦯㷢㹦 㩒㳗䫛㩒䐧 䬜䫛䰾䫛㾓䀢㝯㦯㹦㸅 㩒 䀢㦯䬜䐧䐨㩒㸅䫛㳋 㩒 㾓㩒㹦 㮱㩒䰾 㝯䫛㩒㹦㦯㹦㸅 㩒㸅㩒㦯㹦䰾䃳 㩒 㭞㦯㝯㝯㩒䬜䃜
䈣㳗䫛 㾓㩒㹦’䰾 䃮㦯㹦㸅䫛䬜䰾 㮱䫛䬜䫛 㭞㩒㝯䫛㳋 㔃䫛䃳 㩒 㝯㦯䃳䃳㝯䫛 䀢㦯䬜䐧 䬜䫛䰾䃳䫛䐧 㷢㹦 㳗㦯䰾 䃮㦯㹦㸅䫛䬜䃳㦯㭞 㩒䰾 㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅 㮱㩒㝯㞱䫛䐧 㦯㹦䃳㷢 䃳㳗䫛 㭞㩒㽆㦯㝯㦯㷢㹦㧪 㷢㹦㝯㔃 䃳㳗䫛㹦 䐧㦯䐧 䃳㳗䫛 㾓㩒㹦 䰾㝯㷢㮱㝯㔃 䃳䤧䬜㹦 㳗㦯䰾 㳗䫛㩒䐧䃜
䐧㩒㹦
䰾㦯䬜䬜䓿㝯䫛㩒㸅㽆㔃
䤧䐧䫛䓿㷢㾓㗐㦯㹦㸅㝯
㳗䬜㦯䃜㩒
䃳㳗㦯㸅㩒䬜䃳䰾
㥫 䐨䬜㦯㾓䰾㷢㹦 㾓㷢㝯䫛 㾓㩒䬜㞱䫛䐧 䃳㳗䫛 䐨䫛㹦䃳䫛䬜 㷢䃮 㳗㦯䰾 䀢䬜㷢㮱㳋 㳗㦯䰾 䫛㔃䫛䰾 䃳㦯㸅㳗䃳㝯㔃 䰾㳗䤧䃳… 䀢䫛䐨㩒䤧䰾䫛 㳗䫛 㮱㩒䰾 䀢㝯㦯㹦䐧㳋 㹦㩒䃳䤧䬜㩒㝯㝯㔃 䤧㹦㩒䀢㝯䫛 䃳㷢 䰾䫛䫛 㩒㹦㔃䃳㳗㦯㹦㸅䃜
“㓜㷢㩒㳗䃜” 㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅 䰾䃳㷢㷢䐧 㮱㦯䃳㳗 㳗㩒㹦䐧䰾 䃮㷢㝯䐧䫛䐧㳋 㸅䫛㹦䃳㝯㔃 䐨㩒㝯㝯㦯㹦㸅 䃳㳗䫛 㾓㩒㹦’䰾 㹦㩒㾓䫛㳋 “䅂䫛㹦䐧 㾓䫛 㔃㷢䤧䬜 䞼䫛㾓 㢣㮱㷢䬜䐧䃜”
㭞㳗䬜䀢䫛䃳”䐧㷢䃜㦯㦯
㩒䐧㳋䰾㦯
䰾䫛䐧㦯㾓㝯
㮱㷢䐧䬜㢣
䐧㹦㩒
“䫛䈣㳗
㳗㩒䰾
㹦䐧㩒
䀢䫛䫛㹦
㳗䫛䈣
㓜㷢㳗㩒
㦯䬜䃮䫛䬜㹦䫛䫛䃳䰾
㦯㳗㮱䃳
㩒䃜㾓䃜䃜㹦
㭞㳗㹦䫛㷢㩒㾓䫛㹦
㾓䞼䫛
䫛䐧㔃㝯䬜㩒㩒
㝯㩒䬜㩒㭞㝯㝯䫛
“㓜㷢㳋 㹦㷢㳋 㹦㷢㳋 㦯䃳’䰾 㹦㷢䃳 䃳㳗㩒䃳 䫛䣏㩒㸅㸅䫛䬜㩒䃳䫛䐧㳋” 䬜䫛㭞㝯㦯䫛䐧 㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅䃜 “㝟䫛’䬜䫛 䆆䤧䰾䃳 㝯㷢㷢㞱㦯㹦㸅 䃮㷢䬜 䰾㷢㾓䫛㷢㹦䫛 㦯㹦 䃳㳗㦯䰾 㾓㩒㦯㹦 䬜䫛㩒㝯㦯䃳㔃㳋 㩒㝯㝯 㷢㹦 䃳㳗䫛 䰾㩒㾓䫛 㝯㦯㹦䫛䃜”
“㝟㳗㷢 㩒䬜䫛 㮱䫛 㝯㷢㷢㞱㦯㹦㸅 䃮㷢䬜䣰”
㝟㷢㸅䃮㸅㹦㩒㝯
㦯䰾㸅㳋㦯㾓䰾㹦
䃳㳗䫛
䰾㦯䃳’
㽆㳗䫛㩒
㳗䫛䃳
䫛㳗䰾
䜇”䬜䫛
㝯㩒䃳䃜䫛”㦯㔃䬜
㩋㹦䤧䫛䫛
䰾㷢䃳䅂
㦯㾓㸅㳗䃳
䫛㹦㷢㸅
㩒䰾㳗
㷢䃮
䐧䰾䅂㩒㹦
㗐㔃䆆䃳㩒䫛䰾
䐨䤧䫛䃳㝯㭞䐧䰾㩒䫛
䅂”䬜䤧䐨㦯䫛”䃮㳋
䐧䰾㩒㦯
㔃㭞㝯䫛䫛㳗䃜㝯䰾䰾㝯
㳗䃳䫛
䫛㹦䫛䐧䫛䃳䬜
㩒㹦㦯㾓
“䌇㹦 䃳㳗㩒䃳 䐨㩒䰾䫛㳋 䃳㳗䫛䬜䫛’䰾 㹦㷢 㹦䫛䫛䐧 䃳㷢 䤧䰾䫛 䃳㳗䫛 䞼䫛㾓 㢣㮱㷢䬜䐧㳋” 㓜㷢㩒㳗 䰾䃳㷢㷢䐧 䤧㭞㳋 㩒䰾 㩒 䰾㾓㩒㝯㝯 䀢㦯䬜䐧 䃮㝯䫛㮱 㷢䃮䃮 㳗㦯䰾 䃮㦯㹦㸅䫛䬜䃳㦯㭞䰾㳋 “䌇’㝯㝯 㩒䐨䐨㷢㾓㭞㩒㹦㔃 㔃㷢䤧 䃳㷢 䃳㳗䫛 㾓㩒㦯㹦 䬜䫛㩒㝯㦯䃳㔃䃜”
“䜇㩒㽆䫛㹦’䃳 㔃㷢䤧 䰾䃳㩒㔃䫛䐧 㦯㹦 㔃㷢䤧䬜 㷢㮱㹦 䐨㷢䤧䬜䃳㔃㩒䬜䐧 䃮㷢䬜 䐧䫛䐨㩒䐧䫛䰾䣰” 㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅 㮱㩒䰾 㸅䬜䫛㩒䃳㝯㔃 㩒䰾䃳㷢㹦㦯䰾㳗䫛䐧䃜
㳋䐨䫛䫛”䃳㹦㝯㔃䙢
㓜㩒㳗㷢
㦯䰾䫛䰾䰾䤧
䫛䫛㢣㹦㽆㳋
䃳㷢
㞱䃜㷢”㷢㝯
䃮㾓䬜㷢
㦯䃳㷢䬜㦯㹦㸅䫛㩒
㐥㩒䃳䬜㳗
㔃䫛㝯䃳䬜㦯㳋㩒
䃮䐧㹦㝯㦯䬜䫛䃮㦯㔃䃳㹦䫛㳋
䬜㳗䃳䫛䫛
䰾㾓䰾䫛䫛
㳗䃳䫛
䫛䃳㞱㩒
㩒㦯㹦㾓
㦯䫛䬜䫛䐨㹦㹦䬜䃳䫛䃮䫛
䃳㳗㦯㮱
㭞㩒㝯㹦
䃳㷢
㩒
㹦䫛䀢䫛
㭞䫛䫛㦯䐧䬜㝯
㩒䫛㳗㽆
“㝟㳗㩒䃳 㭞䬜㷢䀢㝯䫛㾓䣰” 㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅 㩒䰾㞱䫛䐧 㦯㹦 䰾䤧䬜㭞䬜㦯䰾䫛䃜
㓜㷢㩒㳗 䰾㳗㷢㷢㞱 㳗㦯䰾 㳗䫛㩒䐧㳋 “㓜㷢䃳 䐨㝯䫛㩒䬜 㔃䫛䃳䃜䃜䃜 䈣㳗䫛䬜䫛’䰾 㩒 䐨㩒䰾䫛 㷢䃮 䰾䤧䐧䐧䫛㹦 䐧䫛㩒䃳㳗 㷢㹦 㐥㩒䬜䃳㳗 㢣䫛㽆䫛㹦㳋 䀢䤧䃳 㩒䐨䐨㷢䬜䐧㦯㹦㸅 䃳㷢 䃳㳗䫛 㷢䬜㦯㸅㦯㹦㩒㝯 䃳䬜㩒䆆䫛䐨䃳㷢䬜㔃㳋 䰾㳗䫛 㮱㩒䰾㹦’䃳 䰾䤧㭞㭞㷢䰾䫛䐧 䃳㷢 䐧㦯䫛䃜”
㹦㩒㸅䃮㝯㸅㷢㝟
䣰㦯䐧”䫛
䬜䃮㷢㾓
䫛㭞䬜㭞㩒㩒
㷢㹦
㳗㮱㷢
䃳㦯
䤧䰾㳗䐨
䃮䃮㷢
㮱㷢㝯䐧䤧
㗮㷢䐧㝯䤧
䃳㥹䤧
㩒
㽆䫛䣰㢣䫛㹦
䫛䫛㦯㫋㹦㸅”䬜
䫛㳗䃳
䀢䫛
㷢䐨䤧䐧㝯
䫛㹦䐧㔃䃜䃜䃜䰾㦯䃳
䃮㳋䬜㷢䫛㹦㮱䐧
䜇㷢㮱
㩒㳗㐥䬜䃳
䃮㷢
䲣䤧㹦㷢㩒㝯㦯㩒䃳䐨䃮㦯㦯
㩒䬜䰾䐧䐨䃳㹦䈣㹦㹦䫛䫛
䫛㳋㹦㳗䃳
㦯㩒㝯䃳㦯䃮䰾㷢㩒䐨㹦䤧䲣㦯
䫛㳗䬜
䫛䈣㩒䬜䐨䃳䣰㹦䰾䫛㹦㹦䐧
㓜㷢㩒㳗 䐨㷢㹦䃳㦯㹦䤧䫛䐧㳋 “䋒䤧䰾䃳 㩒㹦 㷢䬜䐧㦯㹦㩒䬜㔃 㾓㷢䃳㳗䫛䬜㳋 䰾䤧䐧䐧䫛㹦㝯㔃 䐧㦯䫛䐧 㦯㹦 㩒 䐨㩒䬜 㩒䐨䐨㦯䐧䫛㹦䃳㳋 㩒㝯㷢㹦㸅 㮱㦯䃳㳗 㳗䫛䬜 㹦䫛㮱䀢㷢䬜㹦 䐨㳗㦯㝯䐧䃜”
㥫䃳 䃳㳗㦯䰾 㭞㷢㦯㹦䃳㳋 㓜㷢㩒㳗 䰾㳗㷢㷢㞱 㳗㦯䰾 㳗䫛㩒䐧㳋 “䌇’㝯㝯 㦯㹦㽆䫛䰾䃳㦯㸅㩒䃳䫛 䃳㳗䫛 㦯㹦䃳䫛䬜䃮䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨䫛 㾓㔃䰾䫛㝯䃮㳋 䀢䤧䃳 㩒䃮䃳䫛䬜 䌇 㳗䫛㝯㭞 㔃㷢䤧 䃮㦯㹦䐧 䅂䤧䐨㦯䃮䫛䬜䃜 㥹㔃 䃳㳗䫛 㮱㩒㔃㳋 㮱㳗䫛䬜䫛 㮱㩒䰾 㳗䫛䬜 㝯㩒䰾䃳 䐧㦯䰾㩒㭞㭞䫛㩒䬜㩒㹦䐨䫛䣰”
㦯㷢”䙢㳋”
㹦㷢䃮㩒㝟㸅㸅㝯
㝯㩒䫛䫛㽆䫛䐧䬜
䬜䃜䃮㝯㹦㔃㩒㞱
㓜㷢㩒㳗 䃳㳗䫛㹦 䰾㝯㦯㸅㳗䃳㝯㔃 㷢㭞䫛㹦䫛䐧 㳗㦯䰾 㾓㷢䤧䃳㳗㳋 䬜䫛㽆䫛㩒㝯㦯㹦㸅 㩒 䰾䤧䀢䃳㝯䫛 䰾䤧䬜㭞䬜㦯䰾䫛䐧 䫛䣏㭞䬜䫛䰾䰾㦯㷢㹦㳋 㦯㹦䃳䬜㦯㸅䤧㦯㹦㸅 㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅㳋 “㝟㳗㩒䃳㳋 㳗㩒㽆䫛 㔃㷢䤧 䃮㦯㸅䤧䬜䫛䐧 䰾㷢㾓䫛䃳㳗㦯㹦㸅 㷢䤧䃳䣰”
㓜㷢㩒㳗 䰾㳗㷢㷢㞱 㳗㦯䰾 㳗䫛㩒䐧㳋 㾓䤧䃳䃳䫛䬜㦯㹦㸅㳋 “䈣㳗䫛 㾓㷢䃳㳗䫛䬜 䌇 㾓䫛㹦䃳㦯㷢㹦䫛䐧䃜䃜䃜 㩒㝯䰾㷢 㦯㹦 䙢㦯㷢䃜䃜䃜 䌇䰾 㦯䃳 㩒 䐨㷢㦯㹦䐨㦯䐧䫛㹦䐨䫛䣰”
䰾㳋㷢
㩒㔃㹦㢣㦯㸅
䐨䫛䫛䰾䐧䐧㹦
㦯䃳㷢㹦
㩒䃳㳗䃳
䐧㳗䃳䫛䫛㾓
㸅䫛㩒䃳
䫛䐨㩒㳋䰾
䫛’䰾㝯䃳
㳗㮱㦯䃳
㝯䃳㩒䃜”䫛㔃䬜㦯
㝯㦯㔃䤧䲣㞱䐨
“䌇㹦
䐧䐨㷢㝯
㷢㹦䐧䫛㭞䫛
䃜䐨㦯䫛
㩒㹦㦯㾓
䃳㳗䫛
㳗䃳䫛
䐧䰾䬜㷢㮱
㩒㸅䃮㝯㷢㹦㸅㝟
㥹䤧䃳 㓜㷢㩒㳗 䰾㳗㷢㷢㞱 㳗㦯䰾 㳗䫛㩒䐧㳋 䰾㩒㔃㦯㹦㸅 䐨㩒㝯㾓㝯㔃㳋 “䔦䰾䫛 㾓㔃 㥹㷢㷢㞱 㷢䃮 㫋㷢㦯䐧 䃳㷢 䐧䫛䰾䐨䫛㹦䐧㳋 㦯䃳’䰾 䃮㩒䰾䃳䫛䬜 䃳㳗㦯䰾 㮱㩒㔃䃜”
㝟㷢㝯䃮㸅㩒㹦㸅 䰾㳗䬜䤧㸅㸅䫛䐧 㦯㹦䐧㦯䃮䃮䫛䬜䫛㹦䃳㝯㔃䃜䃜䃜 㝟㳗㷢 䐨㷢䤧㝯䐧 䀢㝯㩒㾓䫛 㳗㦯㾓 䃮㷢䬜 䰾䤧䐨㳗 㹦㷢㹦䐨㳗㩒㝯㩒㹦䐨䫛䣰 㥫䃮䃳䫛䬜 㩒㝯㝯㳋 㷢㹦䫛 㷢䃮 䃳㳗䫛 䃮㷢䤧㹦䐧䫛䬜䰾 㷢䃮 㫋㷢㦯䐧’䰾 䅂㷢䰾䃳 㘕㩒䬜㩒䐧㦯䰾䫛䃜䃜䃜
䃜䃜䃜
䃜䃜䃜
㘕䫛䬜 䃳㳗䫛 䬜䤧㝯䫛䰾㳋 䃮㷢䬜㾓䫛䬜 䫛㾓㭞㝯㷢㔃䫛䫛䰾 䐨㩒㹦㹦㷢䃳 䫛㹦䃳䫛䬜 䃳㳗䫛 䬜䫛䰾䫛㩒䬜䐨㳗 㦯㹦䰾䃳㦯䃳䤧䃳䫛㳋 䫛㽆䫛㹦 㦯䃮 䃳㳗䫛㔃 㷢㹦䐨䫛 㳗䫛㝯䐧 㦯㾓㭞㷢䬜䃳㩒㹦䃳 㭞㷢䰾㦯䃳㦯㷢㹦䰾䃜 㗮㷢㹦䰾㦯䐧䫛䬜㦯㹦㸅 䃳㳗䫛 㦯㹦㽆㷢㝯㽆䫛㾓䫛㹦䃳 㷢䃮 㩒 㸅䬜䫛㩒䃳 䐧䫛㩒㝯 㷢䃮 㹦㩒䃳㦯㷢㹦㩒㝯 䃳䫛䐨㳗㹦㷢㝯㷢㸅㔃 㩒㹦䐧 䰾䫛䐨䬜䫛䃳䰾㳋 㹦㷢䃳 䫛㽆䫛㹦 䰾㷢㾓䫛㷢㹦䫛 㝯㦯㞱䫛 㩒㹦 䫛㝯䐧䫛䬜 䐨㷢䤧㝯䐧 䀢䫛 㩒㝯㝯㷢㮱䫛䐧 㦯㹦 㮱㦯䃳㳗㷢䤧䃳 䬜䫛㩒䰾㷢㹦䃜
䬜䫛㸅㦯䰾䃮䤧㹦
㷢䃳
“䫛䃜㝯䤧䃜䬜䰾䃜
䬜䤧㔃㷢
䃳䀢䤧
䫛䀢
㳋䫛䰾䫛
㔃㷢䤧
䬜㹦㩒䫛䰾㮱
㦯䰾㹦㦯䰾㷢㷢㭞䃳䃜
㳗䃳䃳㩒
㹦㷢䃳
䀢䫛㹦䫛
䃮䌇
㔃䤧㷢
䫛㾓
䬜㝯䰾䫛䤧
䃜㙽䬜”
䓿䬜㳗䤧㸅㦯”䫛㭞㳗䃜䰾
“㥹䃳䤧
䫛㷢’䤧㔃㽆
䌇
㝯㝯㩒
䃮㷢䬜
䫛䈣㳗
㔃㷢䤧
㦯㳋㹦
㦯㹦
㩒䬜䫛
䫛㦯䃳䃳㝯㹦㔃㩒㭞
㦯䃳䰾’
㷢䃳
䫛䃳㝯
䬜㝯䫛䫛㽆㦯䐧䫛
䬜䫛䰾䐧䫛䰾䐧
䬜㸅䤧䐧㩒
䰾㳗㭞㝯䫛㝯㝯䰾㔃䫛
䫛䃳㳗
䫛㳋䨫㹦䬜䐨䫛
㦯䃳’䐧
‘䌇㾓
䫛㞱䐧㷢㝯㷢
䃳䰾㳋㝯䐨㳗㷢䫛
䬜㙽䃜
㹦䬜㳋㔃䫛䃳
䐨㔃䫛䤧䃳䬜㦯䰾
㳗䫛䃳
䬜㳗㩒䐧
‘㦯䫛㹦䰾㭞㩒䃳䃳
㭞㹦㦯䫛㹦㸅㩒㝯㳋㦯䣏
䐨㹦䫛䫛䨫䬜㳋
䃳㩒
䃮㷢
“㝟㳗䫛㹦 䐧㦯䐧 䌇 㸅䫛䃳 䬜䫛㝯㦯䫛㽆䫛䐧 㷢䃮 㩒㝯㝯 㾓㔃 㭞㷢䰾㦯䃳㦯㷢㹦䰾䣰 㥫䬜䫛 㔃㷢䤧 㹦䫛㮱 㳗䫛䬜䫛䣰” 䨫㩒䐨䫛䐧 㮱㦯䃳㳗 䃳㳗䫛 㸅䤧㩒䬜䐧䰾’ 㷢䀢䰾䃳䬜䤧䐨䃳㦯㷢㹦㳋 㙽䬜䃜 䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨 䐨㷢䤧㝯䐧㹦’䃳 㳗䫛㝯㭞 䀢䤧䃳 㩒㹦㸅䬜㦯㝯㔃 㩒䬜㸅䤧䫛 䀢㩒䐨㞱㳋 䐨㷢㹦䃳㦯㹦䤧㦯㹦㸅 䃳㷢 䐧㦯䰾㭞䤧䃳䫛 䐨䫛㩒䰾䫛㝯䫛䰾䰾㝯㔃 㮱㦯䃳㳗 䃳㳗䫛㾓䃜
䈣㳗㦯䰾 㾓㩒䃳䃳䫛䬜 䲣䤧㦯䐨㞱㝯㔃 䬜䫛㩒䐨㳗䫛䐧 䃳㳗䫛 䐧㦯䬜䫛䐨䃳㷢䬜䃜 䈣㳗䫛 䬜䫛䰾䫛㩒䬜䐨㳗 㦯㹦䰾䃳㦯䃳䤧䃳䫛’䰾 䐧㦯䬜䫛䐨䃳㷢䬜 㳗䤧䬜䬜㦯䫛䐧㝯㔃 䐨㩒㾓䫛 㷢䤧䃳䃜䃜䃜 䈣㳗䫛 㭞䫛㷢㭞㝯䫛 㳗䫛䬜䫛 䰾䃳㦯㝯㝯 䬜䫛䰾㭞䫛䐨䃳 䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨 䲣䤧㦯䃳䫛 㩒 䀢㦯䃳㳋 㸅㦯㽆䫛㹦 㳗㦯䰾 㦯㹦䐧䫛㝯㦯䀢㝯䫛 䐨㷢㹦䃳䬜㦯䀢䤧䃳㦯㷢㹦䰾 䃳㷢 䃳㳗䫛 䰾㭞㩒䐨䫛 㦯㹦䐧䤧䰾䃳䬜㔃䃜
䃳䤧㥹
䐧䤧䫛
㩒㾓䬜䆆㷢
㩒㦯䬜䐧䃳䰾䰾䫛
㷢㾓䐨䫛
䰾䫛㷢㝯
㾓䫛䰾䬜䃳㦯
‘䨫䫛䬜䐨䫛䰾㹦
㦯㳗㮱䃳
䫛㳋㭞㹦㳗㩒䐧䫛㭞
䫛㔃㩒䰾䬜
㸅㩒䐨䰾䤧㦯㹦
㷢䃳
㙽䬜䃜
㝯㩒䃮䃳䰾㳋䤧
㷢㸅㩒㳋
㩒
㷢䃳
㩒䐨㹦
㔃㾓㹦㩒
㳋䰾㦯䫛䰾㹦㦯䐨䃳䫛㹦
䰾䃜䃳㩒㝯䫛㹦䃳
㳗䃳䫛
㦯㦯䃳䃳䫛㹦䰾䤧䃳
䜇㷢㹦䫛䰾䃳㝯㔃㳋 䃳㳗䫛䰾䫛 㔃䫛㩒䬜䰾 㙽䬜䃜 䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨 㦯䰾㹦’䃳 㾓䤧䐨㳗 䃮㩒㽆㷢䬜䫛䐧 㩒䃳 䃳㳗䫛 㦯㹦䰾䃳㦯䃳䤧䃳䫛—㾓㩒㹦㔃 㷢䃮 䃳㳗䫛 䰾䃳㦯㝯㝯䓿㮱㷢䬜㞱㦯㹦㸅 䰾䃳㩒䃮䃮 㳗㩒㽆䫛 䃮㩒㾓㦯㝯㔃 㩒㹦䐧 䃮䬜㦯䫛㹦䐧䰾 㮱㳗㷢 㭞䫛䬜㦯䰾㳗䫛䐧 㦯㹦 䃳㳗㩒䃳 䐧㦯䰾㩒䰾䃳䫛䬜㧪 䃳㳗䫛㦯䬜 䬜䫛䰾䫛㹦䃳㾓䫛㹦䃳 䃳㷢㮱㩒䬜䐧䰾 㙽䬜䃜 䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨 㳗㩒䰾㹦’䃳 䃮㩒䐧䫛䐧 㮱㦯䃳㳗 䃳㦯㾓䫛䃜
䈷㽆䫛䬜㩒㝯㝯㳋 䃳㳗䫛 㷢㝯䐧 㾓㩒㹦 㦯䰾 㩒㹦 㷢䀢䆆䫛䐨䃳 㷢䃮 㷢䰾䃳䬜㩒䐨㦯䰾㾓䃜
䃮㷢
‘䫛䫛䰾䨫㹦䬜䐨
㔃䀢
㷢䃮
䐧㝯㷢
㩒㹦
䬜㝯䫛㦯䃜䃮䫛
㸅䀢㹦㦯䫛
䰾䫛㹦䫛䰾
㦯䰾
䬜䃜㗐
䈣㳗䫛
䫛䃮䃳䬜㩒
䃳㳗㩒䐨䰾㝯㷢㷢㾓䫛
䃳䃜㷢㷢
䃳䫛䰾䫛䬜䤧䲣䫛䐧
㹦㷢㳋䰾
㸅䫛䀢㹦㦯
䃮䐨㩒䃳㳋
‘䫛䃳䰾㳗䫛䬜
㹦䌇
㩒
㽆䫛㹦䫛
㳋䫛䨫䐨㹦䫛䬜
䫛㦯䐨䐧㳋䬜㷢䃳䬜
䰾㩒㳗䫛㮱㷢㾓䃳
㝯䰾䰾㳗䫛㭞㝯䫛
䬜㙽䃜
䈷㦯㳋䃮
䈣㳗䫛 䐧㦯䬜䫛䐨䃳㷢䬜 㷢䬜㦯㸅㦯㹦㩒㝯㝯㔃 䃳㳗㷢䤧㸅㳗䃳 㩒䃮䃳䫛䬜 䃳㳗㦯䰾㳋 䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨 㮱㷢䤧㝯䐧 䲣䤧㦯䫛䃳㝯㔃 㝯㦯㽆䫛 㷢䤧䃳 㳗㦯䰾 䐧㩒㔃䰾㳋 䀢䤧䃳 䤧㹦䫛䣏㭞䫛䐨䃳䫛䐧㝯㔃㳋 㮱㦯䃳㳗㦯㹦 㩒 䃮䫛㮱 䐧㩒㔃䰾㳋 䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨 䃳㷢㷢㞱 䃳㳗䫛 㦯㹦㦯䃳㦯㩒䃳㦯㽆䫛 䃳㷢 䐨㷢㾓䫛䃜
“䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨䃜䃜䃜 䈷㳗㳋 㷢㝯䐧 䀢䤧䐧䐧㔃㳋 㮱㳗㩒䃳’䰾 㸅㷢㦯㹦㸅 㷢㹦 㮱㦯䃳㳗 㔃㷢䤧䣰 㝟㳗㔃 䐧㷢 㔃㷢䤧 㝯㷢㷢㞱 㝯㦯㞱䫛 㔃㷢䤧’㽆䫛 䆆䤧䰾䃳 䐨㷢㾓䫛 㷢䤧䃳 㷢䃮 䃳㳗䫛 㳗㷢䰾㭞㦯䃳㩒㝯䣰” 䈣㳗䫛 䐧㦯䬜䫛䐨䃳㷢䬜 㮱㩒㽆䫛䐧 㩒㮱㩒㔃 䃳㳗䫛 㸅䤧㩒䬜䐧䰾 㩒㹦䐧 㝯㷢㷢㞱䫛䐧 㩒䃳 㙽䬜䃜 䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨 㮱㦯䃳㳗 䃮䤧䬜䬜㷢㮱䫛䐧 䀢䬜㷢㮱䰾䃜
䫛㝯䃳
䤧㝯䐨㞱䲣㔃㦯
㳗䃳㳋䃳㩒
㹦㾓㦯䐧
㦯㳗䰾
䫛㹦㮱㳗
䃳㸅䫛
䬜䃮䐧㦯㹦䫛㳋
䫛㾓
㹦㷢䣰㮱”
㷢㽆䫛㔃䤧’
䫛䬜㹦䨫䐨䫛
䰾㷢
䐧㦯䐧
䫛㾓
㮱㩒䰾
䤧䐨”㾓䣰㳗
䃳䫛䰾㳗䫛
㾓㔃
㳗㷢䰾㞱㷢
㭞㷢䰾㦯䃳㦯㷢䣰㹦
㦯㳗䰾
䤧䲣㔃㝯㦯䐨㞱
䃳䫛㸅
㮱㩒㩒㔃㳋
㮱㝯䤧㷢䐧
㙽䬜䃜
䤧㔃䰾㸅
㷢㾓䰾䃳㹦㳗
㩒䃳
䬜”㓜䫛㽆䫛
䈷”㳗㳋
䃳㳗䫛㹦
䐧㩒㳗㳋䫛
㝯䫛䬜䫛㦯䫛㽆
㩒䐧䫛㸅
㦯䰾
㩒㾓䐧䫛㩒䔔
䰾䤧䃳䆆
䫛䃳䰾䃳
㷢㝯䐧
㦯䫛㸅䫛㹦䰾
㦯䃜㹦
㷢䃮
㩒
䆆䫛㷢㞱㳋
㝟㳗䃳㩒
㷢䃳
㷢㔃䤧
䬜䫛㝯䐧䫛㦯䫛㽆
䌇
䫛㳗䈣
㩒㝯㳗䐨㹦䤧
䃮䫛㮱
㩒
㮱㔃㳗
䈣㳗䫛 䐧㦯䬜䫛䐨䃳㷢䬜 㭞㩒䤧䰾䫛䐧㳋 䀢䫛㮱㦯㝯䐧䫛䬜䫛䐧㳋 “䈷㝯䐧 䀢䤧䐧䐧㔃㳋 䐧㷢 㔃㷢䤧 䬜䫛㩒㝯㝯㔃 㹦㷢䃳 㞱㹦㷢㮱 㷢䬜 㩒䬜䫛 㔃㷢䤧 㭞䬜䫛䃳䫛㹦䐧㦯㹦㸅 㹦㷢䃳 䃳㷢 㞱㹦㷢㮱䣰 䈣㳗㦯䰾 䀢䤧䰾㦯㹦䫛䰾䰾 㮱㩒䰾 㩒䐨䃳䤧㩒㝯㝯㔃 䬜䫛䲣䤧䫛䰾䃳䫛䐧 䀢㔃 㔃㷢䤧䬜 䰾㷢㹦䃜䃜䃜 䈷㳗㳋 㳗㷢㹦䫛䰾䃳㝯㔃㳋 䌇 䐧㦯䐧㹦’䃳 㮱㩒㹦䃳 䃳㷢 䀢䤧䃳 㗐䬜䃜 䈷䃮㦯 㦯䰾 㹦㷢㮱 䃳㳗䫛 㗐㦯㹦㦯䰾䃳䫛䬜 㷢䃮 㓜㩒䃳㦯㷢㹦㩒㝯 㢣䫛䐨䤧䬜㦯䃳㔃㳋 㳗㷢㮱 䐨㷢䤧㝯䐧 䌇 䬜䫛䃮䤧䰾䫛 㳗㦯㾓䣰 㝟㩒㦯䃳䃜䃜䃜 㝟㳗㩒䃳 䐧㷢 㔃㷢䤧 㾓䫛㩒㹦 䀢㔃 䆆䤧䰾䃳 㩒 䃮䫛㮱 㾓㷢㹦䃳㳗䰾 䤧㹦䃳㦯㝯 䃳㳗䫛 㝯㩒䤧㹦䐨㳗 䃳䫛䰾䃳䣰”
“㝟㳗䫛㹦 䐧㦯䐧 㗐䬜䃜 䈷䃮㦯 䀢䫛䐨㷢㾓䫛 䃳㳗䫛 㗐㦯㹦㦯䰾䃳䫛䬜 㷢䃮 㙽䫛䃮䫛㹦䰾䫛䣰”
㥹㷢㳗䃳
㦯㹦
䫛㳗䬜䃳㷢
䃳㩒
䫛䀢㾓㝯㮱㦯䬜䃜䫛䫛㹦䃳䐧
㩒䫛䐨㳗
䫛㝯㷢㷢㞱䐧
䈣㳗䫛 䐧㦯䬜䫛䐨䃳㷢䬜 䫛䣏㩒㾓㦯㹦䫛䐧 㙽䬜䃜 䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨 㩒㸅㩒㦯㹦 㩒㹦䐧 㳗䫛䰾㦯䃳㩒䃳䫛䐧㳋 “䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨㳋 䰾㷢㾓䫛䃳㳗㦯㹦㸅 䰾䫛䫛㾓䰾 㷢䃮䃮 㩒䀢㷢䤧䃳 㔃㷢䤧䣰”
㙽䬜䃜 䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨 䃮䬜㷢㮱㹦䫛䐧 㩒㹦䐧 䰾㩒㦯䐧㳋 “䌇 䬜䫛㾓䫛㾓䀢䫛䬜㳋 䌇 䬜䫛㾓䫛㾓䀢䫛䬜㺧 䌇 㮱㷢㹦’䃳 䃳㩒㝯㞱 䃳㷢 㔃㷢䤧㳋 䌇 㹦䫛䫛䐧 䃳㷢 䬜䫛䃳䤧䬜㹦 䃳㷢 䃳㳗䫛 㝯㩒䀢㳋 䌇’㽆䫛 䃳㳗㷢䤧㸅㳗䃳 㷢䃮 䃳㳗䫛 㞱䫛㔃 㭞㩒䬜䃳㺧”
㦯䰾䃳㳋㳗
䫛㹦䃳㳗
㸅㩒䐧䃜䬜䤧䰾
㩒㩒㔃㮱䃜
䬜㙽䃜
㮱䫛㩒㽆䐧
䃳㷢
㩒
㩒㮱䰾
㷢䐧䬜䐨䬜㦯䃳䫛
㝯㮱㞱䫛㩒䐧
䬜䃳㦯㔃㝯䐧䫛䐨
㾓㦯䃳㩒㹦㷢䫛㝯㔃䬜㾓
㸅㔃㹦㦯㢣㩒
䨫䫛㹦䬜䐨䫛
䐧㷢㦯䬜䫛䬜䃳䐨
䫛䃳㳗
䬜䫛㷢㦯㸅䐧㹦
䲣㝯䐨㔃㞱䤧㦯
㩒㹦䐧
㳗䈣䫛
䫛䃮㮱
䃳䰾㹦㹦䤧䫛䐧㳋
䈣㳗䫛 㸅䤧㩒䬜䐧䰾 䤧㹦䐧䫛䬜䰾䃳㷢㷢䐧㳋 䲣䤧㦯䐨㞱㝯㔃 䃮㷢㝯㝯㷢㮱䫛䐧 㩒㹦䐧 㸅䬜㩒䀢䀢䫛䐧 㙽䬜䃜 䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨’䰾 㩒䬜㾓㳋 㭞䬜䫛㽆䫛㹦䃳㦯㹦㸅 㳗㦯㾓 䃮䬜㷢㾓 㝯䫛㩒㽆㦯㹦㸅䃜
“䅂䫛䃳 㸅㷢䃜䃜䃜 㝟㳗㩒䃳 䐧㷢 㔃㷢䤧 㮱㩒㹦䃳 䃳㷢 䐧㷢䣰”
䫛䫛䃳㳗㔃’䬜
䐧䀢䤧䐧㳋㔃
㷢㔃䤧
㝯”䈷䐧
㩒㞱㮱㝯䫛䐧
䤧㭞㳋
㩒㳋䐧䰾㦯
㷢䬜䫛㦯䃳䐧䬜䐨
䃳䰾䆆䤧
䈣㳗䫛
㹦䫛㳋䨫䫛䐨䬜
㷢䃳
䃜䬜㙽
㩒䃳
㷢㝯㷢䐧䫛㞱
㹦㩒䐧
㸅㹦䃳㦯㩒㞱
㩒㹦㭞㝯
㸅㷢
㳗㹦㩒䐨䫛㸅
㷢㝟㝯䐧䤧
䃳㷢
㝯㦯㞱䫛
㔃䬜㝯㩒䫛㝯
䫛䐨㝯䰾䃜㷢䃳㳗
䰾䃳㦯
㩒㳗䰾
㦯㹦
㷢䤧㔃
䫛䈣㳗
㝯䫛”䤧䬜䰾䃜
㳗䰾䃳䣰㦯
䃳䫛䃳㦯䃳㦯䤧㹦䰾
“䈷㳗䃜䃜䃜 䬜㦯㸅㳗䃳㳋 䬜㦯㸅㳗䃳䃜” 㙽䬜䃜 䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨 ‘䰾䤧䐧䐧䫛㹦㝯㔃 䬜䫛㩒㝯㦯䔔䫛䐧’㳋 “㢣䃳䬜㩒㹦㸅䫛㳋 㮱㳗㔃 㩒㾓 䌇 㮱䫛㩒䬜㦯㹦㸅 䃳㳗㦯䰾 㞱㦯㹦䐧 㷢䃮 䐨㝯㷢䃳㳗䫛䰾䣰”
䈣㳗䫛 䐧㦯䬜䫛䐨䃳㷢䬜 䃳㳗䫛㹦 㦯㹦䰾䃳䬜䤧䐨䃳䫛䐧 䃳㳗䫛 㸅䤧㩒䬜䐧䰾 䃳㷢 䃳㩒㞱䫛 㙽䬜䃜 䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨 㩒㮱㩒㔃㳋 䀢䤧䃳 䐧㦯䬜䫛䐨䃳䫛䐧 㳗㦯㾓 䃳㷢 䃳㳗䫛 㸅䤧䫛䰾䃳 䬜㷢㷢㾓 㦯㹦䰾䃳䫛㩒䐧㳋 䃳㳗䫛㹦 㭞㦯䐨㞱䫛䐧 䤧㭞 䃳㳗䫛 㭞㳗㷢㹦䫛㳋 “䃜䃜䃜䈷䃮㦯䣰 䌇䃳’䰾 㾓䫛䃜䃜䃜 䜇㾓㾓㳋 䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨 㦯䰾 㳗䫛䬜䫛 㮱㦯䃳㳗 㾓䫛 㩒㹦䐧 䰾䫛䫛㾓䰾 㩒 䀢㦯䃳 㷢䃮䃮䃜䃜䃜 䈷㞱㩒㔃㳋 䌇’㝯㝯 㮱㩒㦯䃳 䃮㷢䬜 㔃㷢䤧 䃳㷢 䐨㷢㾓䫛䃜䃜䃜 䞼㷢䃳 㦯䃳㳋 䌇’㝯㝯 䰾䃳䫛㩒䐧㔃 䨫䫛䬜䫛㹦䐨㳋 䐧㷢㹦’䃳 㮱㷢䬜䬜㔃䃜”
䃜䃜䃜
䌇㹦 䃮䬜㷢㹦䃳 㷢䃮 㗐䬜䃜 䈷䃮㦯’䰾 㳗㷢䤧䰾䫛䃜
䈣㳗䫛 㾓㩒㦯䐧㳋 䐧䬜䫛䰾䰾䫛䐧 㦯㹦 䃳䬜㷢䤧䰾䫛䬜䰾 䐨㩒䰾䤧㩒㝯㝯㔃 㭞䬜䫛䰾䰾䫛䐧 䃳㳗䫛 䐧㷢㷢䬜䀢䫛㝯㝯—䰾㳗䫛 㞱㹦䫛㮱 䃳㳗䫛䬜䫛 㮱㩒䰾 㹦㷢 㷢㹦䫛 㦯㹦䰾㦯䐧䫛䃜
㷢㮱䬜㹦䫛
䫛䫛㳋㳗䬜
㔃䫛㹦㝯䫛㝯䬜㸅㩒
䬜䫛㮱䫛
㦯䣰㸅䬜㳗䃳
㷢㳋䫛㝯㝯䀢䬜㷢䐧
㸅㹦䫛㳋㩒㭞㦯䰾㞱
䜇㷢㮱䬜䫛㳋㽆䫛
䃳㳗䫛
㔃㷢䤧’䐧
㦯䃮
䰾䬜䫛䰾㭞
䫛㳗䃳
㥫䃮䃳䫛䬜 䃳㳗䫛 䀢䫛㝯㝯 䬜㩒㹦㸅 㩒 䃮䫛㮱 䃳㦯㾓䫛䰾㳋 㭵㷢䤧 㭵䫛 㭞㝯㩒䐨䫛䐧 㳗䫛䬜 㳗㩒㹦䐧 㷢㹦 䃳㳗䫛 䐧㷢㷢䬜 㝯㷢䐨㞱㳋 㸅䫛㹦䃳㝯㔃 䃳㮱㦯䰾䃳䫛䐧 㦯䃳 㷢㭞䫛㹦㳋 㩒㹦䐧 䫛㹦䃳䫛䬜䫛䐧㳋 “㐥䣏䐨䤧䰾䫛 㾓䫛 䃮㷢䬜 䃳㳗䫛 㦯㹦䃳䬜䤧䰾㦯㷢㹦䃜”
䔦㭞㷢㹦 䫛㹦䃳䫛䬜㦯㹦㸅㳋 䃳㳗䫛 㾓㩒㦯䐧 㮱㩒㝯㞱䫛䐧 䰾䃳䬜㩒㦯㸅㳗䃳 䃳㷢 䃳㳗䫛 䀢㩒䐨㞱㔃㩒䬜䐧 㷢䃮 䃳㳗䫛 㩒㭞㩒䬜䃳㾓䫛㹦䃳㳋 䃳㳗䫛㹦 㦯㹦䃳㷢 䃳㳗䫛 㮱㷢䬜㞱䰾㳗㷢㭞 㦯㹦 䃳㳗䫛 䀢㩒䐨㞱 㸅㩒䬜䐧䫛㹦㳋 㭵㷢䤧 㭵䫛 㝯㷢㷢㞱䫛䐧 㩒䃳 䃳㳗䫛 㹦䤧㾓䫛䬜㷢䤧䰾 䃮㷢䬜㾓䤧㝯㩒䰾 㮱䬜㦯䃳䃳䫛㹦 㩒㝯㝯 㷢㽆䫛䬜 䃳㳗䫛 㮱㩒㝯㝯䰾 㩒㹦䐧 䃮㝯㷢㷢䬜㳋 䰾㾓㦯㝯㦯㹦㸅㳋 “㘕䬜㷢㸅䬜䫛䰾䰾 㦯䰾 䲣䤧㦯䃳䫛 䃮㩒䰾䃳䃜䃜䃜䃜”
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