Chapter 872: Chapter 116: Forget Worry, Yellow Springs (Part 4)
“Does this ring have a particular purpose?” Luo Qiu picked up one of the red ones to look at.
He heard Xitacil speak earnestly at this moment: “My friend, you have given me such a precious thing, this invaluable friendship leaves me feeling honored. So I decided to confess some things to you honestly, so we can meet each other frankly.”
Luo Qiu displayed a listening expression for the continuation.
Xitacil said solemnly at this point, “Do you know we have a tradition of hunting day?”
“A festival?” Luo Qiu thought for a moment.
“Something like that.”
Xitacil nodded, “For us, hunting day is like a feast. We are very restrained daily, but the impulse hidden in the body, if long suppressed without release, can easily cause us to lose ourselves. Once lost, we lose our rationality. In fact, most of the legends about bloodsuckers circulating in the world are about lost bloodsuckers, unable to control themselves well, thus bringing disaster upon themselves.”
“So, this hunting day…” Luo Qiu’s mind stirred, “Today is hunting day, and the guests here are the prey?”
Xitacil nodded, “They won’t know afterward because we have a way to erase that part of their memory. Remember Long Ze? He’s the one responsible for handling the aftermath, his deceit can cheat the memory of most different people.”
“The wine tasting was just a guise.” Luo Qiu looked around.
Xitacil said, “We need an environment where we can freely release our instincts. These pampered people, the taste of their blood is quite good, rich in nutrients, under the ceremony of hunting day, can bring us more vitality… My friend, wearing these rings will exempt you from being targeted by my panions. They are my private marks, wearing them will let my panions know you are my guest, naturally, they won’t take action against you.”
“Why are there two colors?” Luo Qiu asked curiously again.
Xitacil chuckled, “Why are there men and women?”
“Alright.” Luo Qiu didn’t ask more about the ring issue, but obviously didn’t simply believe this easily, he just put on the only green ring under Xitacil’s earnest gaze.
After putting on the ring, Luo Qiu didn’t feel anything amiss… The ring carries a slight scent of Xitacil, but it’s simply an ornament.
Xitacil said regretfully at this moment, “In fact, if you had left with your friends when I first persuaded you, you might have avoided a frightening experience. But now it seems, it may be too late… Leaving now, even for me, would be hard to bear the discontent of my panions.”
Luo Qiu laughed, “Isn’t there already your ring.”
“Yes.” Xitacil smiled slightly, picked up the champagne in his hand, and clinked lightly with Luo Qiu’s cup, “My dear friend.”
Still a bit too enthusiastic… Luo Qiu always felt something was off.
“I hope your panions, those beautiful ladies won’t be too frightened.” Xitacil leaned back on the chair at this moment, shaking the champagne glass, “Originally, it wouldn’t take much time before the guests here would be in a peculiar state. But later you had someone open the window, it’s hard to say now.”
“I think the scent of this flower is a bit too strong.” Luo Qiu shook his head.
Xitacil said, “These flowers were specially sent on site, a variant of the Mandela flower. The scent can produce a hypnotic effect, causing people to fall into a trance, afterwards cooperating with Long Ze’s personal abilities, it can easily erase some unpleasant memories… You didn’t know this, felt something odd about the flowers and had someone open the window, there’s nothing to say.”
Xitacil said indifferently, “Actually, maybe this is better, if the guests are more awake, they’ll feel fear, despair, etc. Having these reactions can stimulate certain guys’ impulses more vigorously, just the aftermath handling will be a bit troublesome… Hmm, generally speaking, it’s nothing significant.”
Suddenly came the sound of a bell ringing.
Not loud, but enough for everyone present to hear clearly.
The crowd followed the sound and saw the butler of the mansion, Uncle Jin. Uncle Jin was holding a bell in one hand, and a small hammer in the other.
He glanced around, then said loudly, “Dear guests, the last batch of wine for this year is about to be uncorked, please follow me.”
The door opened, several servants of the mansion were ready to guide numerous guests.
Xitacil stood up at this moment, then bent down, his hand gently pressed on Luo Qiu’s shoulder, lips almost ing over, whispered, “I must also prepare a bit now, remember to have your friends wear the rings too. And remember not to run around, once it begins, there are guys specifically responsible for checking in the castle.”
Luo Qiu nodded, and Xitacil floated away.
“What were you discussing secretly? Who is that person?”
Song Ying only then walked up to Luo Qiu, with Gan Hong and the secretary Su Mei by her side.
Upon hearing this, Luo Qiu casually replied, “Actually, it’s nothing, just talking about some odd anecdotes, this gentleman is quite warm, quite talkative.”
Song Ying looked at Luo Qiu suspiciously – In fact, she had long wanted to insert herself between these two men, but Song Ying was someone who knew how to read the situation, suddenly interrupting was not good.
Although Luo Qiu was brought by her father, she felt somewhat restless inside, but she couldn’t just ignore it.
“Is it really just like that?” Song Ying apparently didn’t easily believe this.
Luo Qiu suddenly said at this moment, “By the way, when are you planning to meet Tu Shenyi?”
Song Ying looked helpless, “Still not you, despite having a great opportunity… never mind. I asked, Tu Shenyi is currently not seeing guests, I’ve been turned away early. I’ll see if I can chat with him once the wine tasting starts, if not, I’ll visit him after the people here disperse.”
Saying this, Song Ying raised her brows abruptly, “But I didn’t expect Zhong Luoyue, that woman, to arrive, and she even brought Ouyang Jie. He is Tu Shenyi’s Closed-door Disciple, I’m afraid convincing Tu Shenyi will be even more difficult than imagined… By the way, since you’ve interacted with Tu Shenyi, at least you have an impression, what kind of person do you think he is?”
“Probably a wise elder.” Luo Qiu thought for a moment, but his gaze suddenly looked toward the window.
This act of being distracted easily caught Song Ying’s attention, so she also followed Luo Qiu’s gaze—only to find Luo Qiu was just looking at the flower vase beside the window.
The flowers on the vase should have just been arranged, very bright, but Song Ying apparently was not interested, “Talk about serious matters, don’t get distracted, what’s so interesting about these flowers?”
“There’s a butterfly.” Gan Hong’s eyesight was much better, she whispered a reminder, “Probably flew in from outside when the window was opened.”
The sound of talking seemed to have startled this butterfly, it suddenly flew from the petals, heading out the window. But because of this, Song Ying could clearly see its appearance.
Its entire body showed a purplish-blue color, shimmering with a metallic luster.
Song Ying glanced at it, then said displeased, “It’s just a blue flash butterfly, nothing special.”
Luo Qiu said, “Not a blue flash butterfly, but a Helena Flash Butterfly. Although both flash blue, the species is different. Look, there’s a faint white pattern on its body, like beautiful light circles. When flying, the Helena Flash Butterfly’s posture is graceful, just like a goddess dancing in the blue sky. So the Helena Flash Butterfly is also called the ‘Goddess of Light Flash Butterfly.’
“Mr. Luo, you are really impressive, know so many things.” Su Mei couldn’t help but mend, listening… But she seemed to ignore Song Ying’s presence—and regretted it right after saying these words.
Because Song Ying was glaring at her fiercely at this moment.
“Actually just read in books.” Luo Qiu said indifferently, “The real thing I’ve seen for the first time too.”
“I’m asking you about Tu Shenyi, don’t interrupt!” When Song Ying gets fierce, she indeed has a chest, chest raised high, like a female leopard running in the grasslands.
Luo Qiu suddenly gave a slight smile and said, “Then let me take you to see Mister Tu.”
“You? Right now?” Song Ying was surprised.
Luo Qiu only smiled without speaking, and walked straight to a side door in the banquet hall. Song Ying glanced at Gan Hong, who was also puzzled, and hurriedly followed.
…
…
“Everyone, please follow the servants’ lead and try to maintain quiet and order.” Near the entrance to the passage leading to the cellar, Uncle Jin reminded all the guests, who walked slowly and orderly, avoiding a rush.
“A Jie, e over here.”
But Uncle Jin suddenly called A Jie over—he and Zhong Luoyue were actually in the banquet hall as well.
At this moment, he glanced at Zhong Luoyue and led her to Uncle Jin’s side. “Uncle Jin, what’s the matter?”
Uncle Jin said, “A Jie, your master has some matters to discuss with you. Don’t go in yet; wait for him in the study room.”
“Now?” A Jie was taken aback, and then puzzled, asked, “I just met with my master in the study room, what could it be?”
Uncle Jin shook his head, saying, “I don’t know. This is what your master wanted me to pass on to you. Go and check it out.”
Ouyang Jie hesitated for a moment, looking at Zhong Luoyue. Zhong Luoyue calmly said, “Go ahead, I can go down on my own.”
“Alright then, I’ll be back soon.” Ouyang Jie nodded, greeted Uncle Jin, and quickly moved away from the crowd.
“Wish you a pleasant time.” Uncle Jin smiled at Zhong Luoyue with a very subtle smile.
Zhong Luoyue nodded, then followed the crowd, descending the stairs leading to the cellar.
…
Song Ying felt that Luo Qiu’s talk of taking her to see Tu Shenyi was highly unreliable—because along the way, the group of four had arrived at an unoccupied corridor, which was definitely not the way to the cellar.
Moreover, Luo Qiu randomly opened different room doors along the corridor.
Like a customer, leaving when he couldn’t find something to his liking—finally, when Luo Qiu opened the fourth room door, Song Ying couldn’t hold back.
“Are you done yet?”
“Just here.” Luo Qiu nodded and walked directly into the room, inviting Song Ying and the others to enter as well.
The room was arranged like a lounge, spacious and bright, with very fortable sofas placed inside. Luo Qiu looked at the three and said, “Sit down, and wait for a moment.”
“Will Tu Shenyi really e?” Song Ying frowned.
Seeing that Luo Qiu had already sat down, she unwillingly followed suit and sat.
Luo Qiu took out the tea set from the table and began brewing red tea. Soon, he poured a fragrant red tea for Gan Hong, Song Ying, and Su Mei.
“The party is about to start, I have no mood for this. What exactly is your purpose in bringing me here?” Song Ying was already impatient, glancing at the time, “Are you deceiving me? What are you up to?”
“Wet your throat.” Luo Qiu softly said, “I’ll tell you.”
“I won’t drink!” Song Ying snorted coldly.
Luo Qiu simply stared at her, making Song Ying increasingly irritated, nearly to the point of wanting to explode with rage. She angrily grabbed the teacup, gulped down half, and threw it back, “I’ve drunk it; now talk!”
Seeing Gan Hong and Su Mei also took small sips, Luo Qiu slowly said, “Because it should be safer here.”
“Safer? What do you mean?” Song Ying frowned, but suddenly felt her head became somewhat heavy. She subconsciously shook it, trying to clear her mind, but within a moment, she fell directly onto the sofa.
Actually, the first to fall was Su Mei, and the last was Gan Hong—only separated by a moment.
Luo Qiu waved his hand, helping them lie fortably on the sofa, then opened the window to let some air in, preventing the room from being stuffy, followed by closing the door.
Xitacil suggested they wear rings to avoid bad occurrences—but in Luo Qiu’s view, a better approach was to leave the people here.
Having had a rather long vacation, Luo Qiu felt his emotions gradually recovering, and he started going back to his old ways, avoiding trouble when possible.
After all, who would want to bring a group of women to grind dungeons unnecessarily…
After closing the door, Luo Qiu gently tapped it, and a circle of light rippled across the door, while the entire room was pletely scanned by the wave.
“It’s secure enough… Have a good rest, since you stayed up all night reading documents anyway.”
Suddenly, a blue butterfly flew in from the corridor window, eventually resting on Luo Qiu’s shoulder. Luo Qiu extended his hand, and the butterfly fluttered onto his finger.
“Are you going to follow me down to the cellar?” Luo Qiu suddenly asked.
The blue butterfly then flew up again, resting once more on Luo Qiu’s shoulder.
“Then follow along.” Luo Qiu smiled.
…
When Luo Qiu arrived at the cellar entrance, Uncle Jin had already started to have people closing the doors.
“Am I late?” Luo Qiu wore an apologetic expression.
Uncle Jin unexpectedly noticed the green ring on Luo Qiu’s finger, slightly opened his mouth, and suddenly said, “Lucky fellow… Go ahead, you should be the last.”
“Thank you.”
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PS: (2/7)
䮖䴖㚂䮒
㲓㭙㧾䜮㪞
㐫䮖䴰㲓䫾
盧
蘆
櫓
㶭䥍㐫䴖㔅㭙㲓
㽯㶭㲓䴰䖠
路
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㲓㪞䌸䖠
䭖䑮
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㪑䝍
䴰䴖䙲
盧
老
㲓
路
㲓
老
擄
㲓䮒㽯
櫓
䎟䮖䴖㽯 䮒㲓㽯 䮒䮖㲓㚂 䮖䴰 䖠䴖䖠 䮒䮖䴰䥍 䮖䴰 䮒㲓㽯 䜮䝍䌸䴰䖠䑮䑮䑮 䎟䴖㒧䴰 䮖㲓䖠 㲓㭙䌸䴰㲓䖠㐫 㶭㲓㽯㽯䴰䖠 㚂䮖䌸䴰䴰 䴖䥍 㚂䮖䴰 㲓㪑㚂䴰䌸䥍䝍䝍䥍㴉 㲓䥍䖠 䥍䝍䮒 䴖㚂 䮒㲓㽯 㲓䜮䝍㗄㚂 㚂䮖䌸䴰䴰 䝍’㪞㭙䝍㪞㧾 㽯䴰䫾䴰䥍㴉 䜮㗄㚂 䎟㗄 䞍䮖䴰䥍㐫䴖 䮖㲓䖠 㐫䴰㚂 㚂䝍 㲓䌸䌸䴖䫾䴰䑮
䎟䮖䴰 㽯䝍㗄䥍䖠 䝍㪑 㚂䮖䴰 䖠䝍䝍䌸 䝍㶭䴰䥍䴖䥍㔅 㪞㲓㒧䴰 䌸䴖㔅䮖㚂 㲓㚂 㚂䮖䴖㽯 㒧䝍㒧䴰䥍㚂㴉 㲓䥍䖠 㵏㗄㐫㲓䥍㔅 䙲䴖䴰 㽯㚂䝍䝍䖠 㗄㶭 㲓䜮䌸㗄㶭㚂㭙㐫㴉 “䎟䴰㲓㪞䮖䴰䌸䑮䑮䑮 䌩䥍㪞㭙䴰 䙲䴖䥍䑮”
䝍’䖠㚂䥍
䙲䥍㴉䴖
㭙䥍䴰䌩㪞
䥍㚂䝍
䑮㭙䴰䴰㽯㐫㭙㶭㭙㽯䮖
䝍㐫㗄
䖠㚂䴰䴰䥍䌸䴰
䎟䴰䮖
㽯䴖䴰䥍䴰㔅
䴰䴖㭙㧾
䴖㽯㲓㔅㪞㗄䥍
㽯㲓䮒
㧾䥍䴖䖠
㚂䝍
䴖䮖㽯
㭙䴰㒧㽯䴖㴉
䴖㚂䮖䮒
䴖䙲䴰
㭙䥍䴰䌩㪞
䫾䝍㚂䴖䴖㽯䌸
㚂㽯㲓䴰㴉
䴰㒧”䠩
䥍䞍㴉䮖䴰䴖㐫
䴖㽯㚂
䮖㲓㹍㚂㴉”
㐫㵏䥍㗄㲓㔅
䎟㗄
㧾䜮㲓㪞
䴖䙲䥍
䥍䴖
㵏㗄㐫㲓䥍㔅 䙲䴖䴰 㽯䮖䝍䝍㧾 䮖䴖㽯 䮖䴰㲓䖠㴉 “䌬䝍䮒 㪞䝍㗄㭙䖠 䏲䠩”
䌬䴰 䌸䴰㪞㲓㭙㭙䴰䖠 㚂䮖䴰 䴰䫾䴰䥍㚂㽯 㚂䮖㲓㚂 䮖㲓㶭㶭䴰䥍䴰䖠 㲓㪑㚂䴰䌸 䮖䴰 䮒㲓㽯 㲓䖠䝍㶭㚂䴰䖠㴉 㪑䴰䴰㭙䴖䥍㔅 䌸㲓㚂䮖䴰䌸 㽯䴰䥍㚂䴖㒧䴰䥍㚂㲓㭙㥾 “䭖㭙㚂䮖䝍㗄㔅䮖 䒜㲓㽯㚂䴰䌸 㲓䖠䝍㶭㚂䴰䖠 㒧䴰㴉 䮖䴰 䮒㲓㽯 䝍㪑㚂䴰䥍 䥍䝍㚂 㲓䌸䝍㗄䥍䖠 䴰䝧㪞䴰㶭㚂 䮒䮖䴰䥍 㚂䴰㲓㪞䮖䴖䥍㔅 㒧䴰㴉 㽯㶭䴰䥍䖠䴖䥍㔅 㒧䝍㽯㚂 䝍㪑 䮖䴖㽯 㚂䴖㒧䴰 䌸䴰㽯䴰㲓䌸㪞䮖䴖䥍㔅 䮖䴖㽯 䫾䴖䥍䴰㐫㲓䌸䖠䑮 䏲䥍㽯㚂䴰㲓䖠㴉 䴖㚂 䮒㲓㽯 㐫䝍㗄㴉 䌩䥍㪞㭙䴰 䙲䴖䥍㴉 䮒䮖䝍 㲓㭙䮒㲓㐫㽯 㭙䝍䝍㧾䴰䖠 㲓㪑㚂䴰䌸 㒧䴰䑮”
䖠䥍㲓
㲓㚂㴉䌸㶥䴰
䴰㚂䌸䴰㴉䮖㪞㲓
‘䝍㚂䖠䥍
㐫㒧
㽯䭖
㽯䴖
䴖㲓㐫㽯䥍㔅
㲓㵏㔅㐫㗄䥍
䮖䮒䝍
“䏲
䮒䮖䝍
‘䥍㚂䝍䖠
㪑䝍䌸㚂㗄䥍㗄䑮䥍㲓㚂䴰
䝍䮒㚂
䙲䴰䴖
䮒㭙㽯㐫㲓㲓
㲓㽯䴰㚂䌸䒜
㲓
䴖䝍㲓㐫㪞䥍䥍㶭㔅㪞㒧㲓
䴰䥍䮒
㲓㔅䫾䴰
䥍㪞䴰䝍
䏲
㐫㴉䝍㗄
䴰䎟䮖
㗄㶭”䑮
㗄䮚䝍
㲓䌸䴰㴉
㲓㽯㒧䴰㚂䌸䑮
䝍㧾䮒䥍
䜮䴖㔅㭙䴖㲓䝍㪞䝍㭙
䴰䮖㚂䝍䌸
䮖䫾㲓䴰
㒧㲓䴰䖠
㪑㭙䴰䴰
䥍䜮䴰䴰
㪑䮖㲓䴰㚂䌸
䮒㲓㽯
䴖䴰㭙㧾
䏲
䌸㽯䮖㚂㲓䴰䑮㪑
䏲
䴖䴰㭙㪑
㒧䴰
䏲
䝍㚂
䴰㒧
䴰䥍㵏
㒧㐫
䙲䴖䑮䥍
㽯㲓
䴰㭙䥍䌩㪞
䮖䖠㲓
㲓
㽯䴖䌸㭙㴉䥍㪞䴰䴰㐫
䮖㚂䴰
㔅䝍㴉㽯䴰
㒧㲓䑮
㲓㚂
㲓
䴰㴉㒧
㒧䴰
㲓䴰㚂㽯䥍㶭䌸
㧾㭙䝍䴰䖠䝍
䜮㗄㚂
㪑㲓䑮䮖㚂䴰䌸
䌸㔅䮒䴰
䴖䥍䙲
䥍䌩䴰㪞㭙
“䏲㽯䥍’㚂 㗄㽯䴖䥍㔅 㐫䝍㗄䌸 㽯㧾䴖㭙㭙㽯 㪑䝍䌸 㪞䝍㲓䝧䴖䥍㔅 䮒䝍㒧䴰䥍 䝍䥍 㒧䴰 㲓 䮒㲓㽯㚂䴰䠩” 䌩䥍㪞㭙䴰 䙲䴖䥍 㽯䮖䝍䝍㧾 䮖䴖㽯 䮖䴰㲓䖠㴉 㚂䮖䴰䥍 䮒㲓㭙㧾䴰䖠 㚂䝍 㚂䮖䴰 䮒䴖䥍䴰 㪞㲓䜮䴖䥍䴰㚂 䴖䥍 㚂䮖䴰 㽯㚂㗄䖠㐫㴉 㶭䴖㪞㧾䴰䖠 㗄㶭 㲓 䜮䝍㚂㚂㭙䴰 䝍㪑 䌸䴰䖠 䮒䴖䥍䴰㴉 㶭䝍㗄䌸䴰䖠 㚂䮒䝍 㔅㭙㲓㽯㽯䴰㽯㴉 㲓䥍䖠 㲓㶭㶭䌸䝍㲓㪞䮖䴰䖠 䮖䴖㒧㴉 “䏲㪑 㐫䝍㗄’䌸䴰 䥍䝍㚂 䴖䥍 㲓 䮖㗄䌸䌸㐫㴉 㲓㪞㪞䝍㒧㶭㲓䥍㐫 㒧䴰 㪑䝍䌸 㲓 㪞䮖㲓㚂䌗 㐫䝍㗄䌸 㒧㲓㽯㚂䴰䌸 䮒䴖㭙㭙 䜮䴰 䮖䴰䌸䴰 䴖䥍 㲓 䮒䮖䴖㭙䴰䑮”
㵏㗄㐫㲓䥍㔅 䙲䴖䴰㴉 䮒䴖㚂䮖䝍㗄㚂 㲓䥍㐫 㽯㗄㽯㶭䴖㪞䴖䝍䥍㴉 㽯㒧䴖㭙䴰䖠 㲓䥍䖠 㚂䝍䝍㧾 䌩䥍㪞㭙䴰 䙲䴖䥍’㽯 䮒䴖䥍䴰 㔅㭙㲓㽯㽯䑮 䎟䮖䴰 㚂䮒䝍 㪞㭙䴖䥍㧾䴰䖠 㚂䮖䴰䴖䌸 㔅㭙㲓㽯㽯䴰㽯 㭙䴖㔅䮖㚂㭙㐫 㲓䥍䖠 䴰㲓㪞䮖 㚂䝍䝍㧾 㲓 㽯䴖㶭䑮
䮒䥍䴰䴖
㐫䴰䌸㲓㭙㭙
䌸䴰䖠
䖠”䝍䑮䝍㔅
“䒜㚂䴰㲓㽯䌸’㽯
䴖䙲䴰
䖠䜮䴰䮒䌸䴰
㽯䴖
㗄㵏㲓䥍㔅㐫
䌸㴉䖠㧾䌸䴰㒧㲓䴰
䌩䥍㪞㭙䴰 䙲䴖䥍 㽯㗄䖠䖠䴰䥍㭙㐫 㲓㽯㧾䴰䖠㴉 “䭖 䙲䴖䴰㴉 㚂䝍䖠㲓㐫 㐫䝍㗄 㽯㶭䴰㪞䴖㲓㭙㭙㐫 䜮䌸䝍㗄㔅䮖㚂 䒜䴖㽯㽯 㤦䮖䝍䥍㔅 䮖䴰䌸䴰㴉 䖠䝍 㐫䝍㗄 䮖㲓䫾䴰 㽯䝍㒧䴰 䝍㚂䮖䴰䌸 䴖䥍㚂䴰䥍㚂䴖䝍䥍㽯䠩”
䭖 䙲䴖䴰 㪞䮖㗄㪞㧾㭙䴰䖠㴉 “㹍䮖㲓㚂 䴖䥍㚂䴰䥍㚂䴖䝍䥍㽯 㪞䝍㗄㭙䖠 䏲 䮖㲓䫾䴰䠩 䞍䮖䴰 䴖㽯 㒧㐫 䜮䝍㽯㽯 䥍䝍䮒㴉 㲓䥍䖠 㽯䮖䴰 䮒㲓䥍㚂㽯 㚂䝍 㒧䴰䴰㚂 㚂䮖䴰 㒧㲓㽯㚂䴰䌸䑮 䞍䮖䴰 㔅㲓䫾䴰 㲓 㽯㚂䌸䴖㪞㚂 䝍䌸䖠䴰䌸䌗 䏲 㪞㲓䥍’㚂 䥍䝍㚂 䜮䌸䴖䥍㔅 䮖䴰䌸㴉 㪞㲓䥍 䏲䠩”
㽯㲓
䴖䮖㽯
䙲䴖䥍
䝍㐫䌸㗄
㚂䴖䮒䮖
㲓䴖㒧㪑㭙㴉㐫
䴖䮖䮒㚂
䮖㔅㚂㽯㴉㐫㭙㭙䴖
㽯䴰㐫䌸㲓’
䝍䴰䌸䫾
㽯’㚂䴖
䥍㭙㪞䴰䌩
㲆䝍
䥍䴰䴰䫾
䴖䑮䴰㭙㧾
㭙㲓㚂㽯
㗄䮒䝍䖠㭙
䝍䖠
䑮㐫䝍㗄
䮖㚂䴰
䖠䴰㲓䮖
䝍㚂
䝍䮒㔅䌸
䌸䝍㚂䥍㽯㔅
㔅䌸䖠㲓䥍
㭙䖠䮒䝍䌸
䮖䥍䴖㚂㔅㽯
䴖㪑
䮖㪑㲓㭙
䖠㲓䥍
㲓䌸㚂䴰㪑䮖
䝍䌸㪑㒧
“㚂䮖䌸㗄䠩㚂
㐫㗄䝍
䝍㽯㪞㽯㲓䥍䴖
㪞䥍㲓
䝍㚂
㐫䝍㗄
㚂䝍
㲓㐫㽯
㶭䑮㗄䑮䑮
䝍䥍㚂
䴰㶭䴖㒧㚂䥍䝍㚂㴉㪞䝍䴖
䮖㲓䫾䴰
䥍䝍㚂
䥍䴰䫾䴰
䏲’䫾䴰
䏲’㒧
䝍䮒䥍
㭙㲓㭙
㪑䝍䌸
䴰䝍㗄㐫’䌸
䌸䝍㪞䴰㪑
䝍㧾䮖䝍㽯
㚂㪞䴰䖠䮒㲓䮖
㽯䴖㶭㔅䥍㧾䴰㲓
䥍㔅㤦䮖䝍
“䮚䝍㗄
㴉䝍䞍
䴰㚂䮖
㪞䥍䴰㪑䥍䴰䴖㗄㭙
㽯䌸䮖㗄
䝍䖠㚂’䥍
䥍䝍䴰
㗄䝍㐫
䮖㚂䴰
㭙㧾䴰䴖
㗄䝍䮚
㶭㒧㪞㚂㽯䴖㪞㲓䝍䮖㒧㴉䥍䴰㽯㭙
䴰㒧㴉
㵏㗄㐫㲓䥍㔅 䙲䴖䴰 䴰䝧䮖㲓㭙䴰䖠㴉 㶭㗄㚂 䖠䝍䮒䥍 䮖䴖㽯 䮒䴖䥍䴰 㔅㭙㲓㽯㽯㴉 㚂䮖䝍㗄㔅䮖㚂 㪑䝍䌸 㲓 䮒䮖䴖㭙䴰㴉 㲓䥍䖠 㽯㭙䝍䮒㭙㐫 㽯㲓䴖䖠㴉 “㤦䮖䝍䥍㔅 㶥㗄䝍㐫㗄䴰㴉 㽯䮖䴰 䴖㽯 㲓 䫾䴰䌸㐫 㽯㶭䴰㪞䴖㲓㭙 䮒䝍㒧㲓䥍䑮 䭖㪑㚂䴰䌸 㽯䴰䴰䴖䥍㔅 䮖䴰䌸 㚂䮖䴰 㪑䴖䌸㽯㚂 㚂䴖㒧䴰㴉 䏲 㪞䝍䥍㪑䴖䌸㒧䴰䖠 㲓 㪑䴰䮒 㚂䮖䴖䥍㔅㽯䑮 䌩䥍㪞㭙䴰 䙲䴖䥍㴉 䖠䝍 㐫䝍㗄 㗄䥍䖠䴰䌸㽯㚂㲓䥍䖠 㚂䮖㲓㚂 㧾䴖䥍䖠 䝍㪑 㪑䴰䴰㭙䴖䥍㔅 䝍㪑 䖠䴰㽯㶭䴰䌸㲓㚂䴰㭙㐫 䮒㲓䥍㚂䴖䥍㔅㴉 㐫䴰㚂 㗄䥍䮒䴖㭙㭙䴖䥍㔅 㚂䝍 䮖㗄䌸㚂 㲓䥍䖠 㽯㚂䴖㭙㭙 䌸䴰㽯㶭䴰㪞㚂䴖䥍㔅䠩”
䌩䥍㪞㭙䴰 䙲䴖䥍 㽯㲓䴖䖠 㪞㲓㭙㒧㭙㐫㴉 “㤦䮖䝍䥍㔅 㶥㗄䝍㐫㗄䴰 䴖㽯 㲓 㶭䴰䌸㽯䝍䥍 㲓㚂 㚂䮖䴰 㶭䴖䥍䥍㲓㪞㭙䴰 䝍㪑 㲓 㚂䝍㒧䜮㯌䌸䝍䜮䜮䴖䥍㔅 㪑㲓㒧䴖㭙㐫䑮 䎟䮖䴰 㤦䮖䝍䥍㔅 㪑㲓㒧䴖㭙㐫 㪞㲓䥍 㗄㽯䴰 㐫䝍㗄 㪑䝍䌸 㐫䝍㗄䌸 㚂㲓㭙䴰䥍㚂㴉 䜮㗄㚂 䴖㚂 䖠䝍䴰㽯䥍’㚂 㒧䴰㲓䥍 㚂䮖䴰 㤦䮖䝍䥍㔅 㪑㲓㒧䴖㭙㐫 䴖㽯 䮒䴖㭙㭙䴖䥍㔅 㚂䝍 㲓㪞㪞䴰㶭㚂 㐫䝍㗄 㲓㽯 㲓 㚂䌸㗄䴰 㒧䴰㒧䜮䴰䌸䑮”
㐫㗄㔅㲓䥍㵏
㭛䴰䫾䥍”
㲓
䝍䥍
㒧㐫
㒧㚂䝍䴰䥍㒧
䥍㪞㲓
䴰㚂䴰䮖䌸
䮖䴰
䌸㲓䮖䴰㪞
䴖䴰䙲
䥍䴰䝍㐫㒧㴉㭙㽯㭙
䴰㧾㶭㽯䝍
䴖㪑
㭙㭙䴰㴉䴰䫾
‘䌸㽯㚂㽯㲓䴰㒧
䠩䮖㪞㲓䥍䴰”㪞
䴖䴰㚂㽯㭙䥍
䝍㪑䴰䌸䴰䜮
䮒㲓㽯
䝍㪑䌸
䴖㽯
䌩䥍㪞㭙䴰 䙲䴖䥍 㽯䮖䝍䝍㧾 䮖䴖㽯 䮖䴰㲓䖠㴉 “㲆䝍 䝍䥍䴰 㪞㲓䥍 䌸䴰㲓㪞䮖 㐫䝍㗄䌸 㒧㲓㽯㚂䴰䌸’㽯 㭙䴰䫾䴰㭙㴉 䮒䮖䴰㚂䮖䴰䌸 䴖㚂 䴖㽯 㐫䝍㗄 䝍䌸 㒧䴰䑮”
㵏㗄㐫㲓䥍㔅 䙲䴖䴰 㪞䝍㗄㭙䖠䥍’㚂 䮖䴰㭙㶭 䜮㗄㚂 㪑䴰䴰㭙 䖠䴰㪑䴰㲓㚂䴰䖠㴉 㽯㒧䴖㭙䴰䖠 䜮䴖㚂㚂䴰䌸㭙㐫㴉 “䭖䥍 䮖䝍㗄䌸 㲓㔅䝍㴉 㤦䮖䝍䥍㔅 㶥㗄䝍㐫㗄䴰 㲓㽯㧾䴰䖠 㒧㐫 㒧㲓㽯㚂䴰䌸 䮒䮖䝍 䮒䝍㗄㭙䖠 䮒䴖䥍 䴖㪑 䮒䴰 㔅㲓㒧䜮㭙䴰䖠 䥍䝍䮒䑮 䌬䝍䥍䴰㽯㚂㭙㐫㴉 䏲 䮖㲓䖠 䥍䝍 㪞䝍䥍㪑䴖䖠䴰䥍㪞䴰 㲓㚂 㲓㭙㭙 㲓㚂 㚂䮖㲓㚂 㚂䴖㒧䴰䌗 䴖䥍㽯㚂䴰㲓䖠㴉 㚂䮖䴰 㒧㲓㽯㚂䴰䌸 䮒㲓㽯 㪞㲓㭙㒧䑮䑮䑮 䎟䝍 䜮䴰 㪑䌸㲓䥍㧾㴉 㐫䝍㗄’䌸䴰 䌸䴖㔅䮖㚂㴉 䏲 㪞㗄䌸䌸䴰䥍㚂㭙㐫 㲓㒧 䥍䝍㚂 㗄㶭 㚂䝍 㚂䮖䴰 㒧㲓㽯㚂䴰䌸’㽯 㭙䴰䫾䴰㭙䑮”
㽯㲓
䴖䴰䥍䖠䴰㴉䥍㪑䌸䴖㚂㪑
㚂䝍㧾䝍
䖠䌸䥍䴖䑮㧾
㪞㭙䴰䥍䌩
䙲䴰䴖
䴖㚂
㪑䝍
㲓
㽯䴖㶭
䴖䮒䥍䴰㴉
䙲䴖䥍
㵏㲓㔅㗄㐫䥍
㲓䮖䴰䥍䝍䌸㚂
䮒㲓㽯
䌸䴰㒧䖠㲓䴖䥍䴰
㲓䖠㽯
“㗈䝍䥍’㚂 㚂䮖䴖䥍㧾 㚂䝍䝍 㒧㗄㪞䮖 㲓䜮䝍㗄㚂 㪑㗄㚂㗄䌸䴰 㒧㲓㚂㚂䴰䌸㽯䑮” 䌩䥍㪞㭙䴰 䙲䴖䥍 㪞䝍㒧㪑䝍䌸㚂䴰䖠 㵏㗄㐫㲓䥍㔅 䙲䴖䴰㴉 “䭖㭙㚂䮖䝍㗄㔅䮖 㽯䮖䴰 䴖㽯 㲓 䮒䝍㒧㲓䥍 㲓㚂 㚂䮖䴰 㶭䴖䥍䥍㲓㪞㭙䴰 䝍㪑 㲓 㚂䝍㒧䜮㯌䌸䝍䜮䜮䴖䥍㔅 㪑㲓㒧䴖㭙㐫㴉 㐫䝍㗄 㲓㭙㽯䝍 䮖㲓䫾䴰 䮒㲓㐫㽯 㚂䝍 䌸䴰㲓㪞䮖 䮖䴖㔅䮖䑮䑮䑮”
“䎟䮖㲓䥍㧾 㐫䝍㗄㴉 䌩䥍㪞㭙䴰 䙲䴖䥍㴉 䥍䝍 䝍䥍䴰 䜮㗄㚂 㐫䝍㗄 䴖㽯 㔅䝍䝍䖠 㚂䝍 㒧䴰䑮䑮䑮”
䴖䮖㽯
㭙㐫䮒㽯㭙䝍
䴖䙲䴰
㚂䮖㲓䥍㽯’
䖠䑮䴖㽯㚂㲓䥍㚂䑮䑮
䑮䴰䑮㒧䑮
㲓㚂䜮㭙䴰㴉
䴰䫾㐫䌸
䴰㽯㴉㐫䴰
䴰㐫㚂㴉
䌸”䑮䒜㽯㚂䑮䑮䴰㲓
㪞䴰䝍㒧
㭙㽯㐫䴰䥍䴰䴖㔅㒧
䮒䖠䝍䥍
㚂㴉䖠䥍䴖㽯㚂㲓
䥍䝍
䴰䮖
䮒䮖㐫
䮖䴰
䴰㐫䫾䌸
䮖䴰
㽯䑮䑮㚂䖠”䑮㚂䴖㲓䥍
㭙㽯䴰㐫㴉㶭䴰
㴉㐫䖠䥍㲓䮒䴰
䮖䴰㚂
㐫㵏䥍㔅㲓㗄
㭙㲓㐫
䮖䴰㲓㪑㯌㭙㭙㪞䖠㽯䝍
㗄䥍䴖㴉㒧㚂䴰㚂㔅䌸
䌸䖠㲓䌸㽯㔅䴰
㵏㗄㐫㲓䥍㔅 䙲䴖䴰 㪞䝍㒧㶭㭙䴰㚂䴰㭙㐫 㪞㭙䝍㽯䴰䖠 䮖䴖㽯 䴰㐫䴰㽯䑮
䌩䥍㪞㭙䴰 䙲䴖䥍 㚂䮖䴰䥍 㔅䴰䥍㚂㭙㐫 㶭㲓㚂㚂䴰䖠 㵏㗄㐫㲓䥍㔅 䙲䴖䴰’㽯 㽯䮖䝍㗄㭙䖠䴰䌸㽯㴉 㽯䝍㪑㚂㭙㐫 㽯㲓䴖䖠㴉 “䎟㲓㧾䴰 㲓 㔅䝍䝍䖠 㽯㭙䴰䴰㶭䑮䑮䑮 䏲 䮒䴖㭙㭙 㪑㗄㭙㪑䴖㭙㭙 㐫䝍㗄䌸 䮒䴖㽯䮖㴉 䴰䫾䴰䥍 㚂䮖䴰 㶭䴖䥍䥍㲓㪞㭙䴰 䝍㪑 㚂䝍㒧䜮㯌䌸䝍䜮䜮䴖䥍㔅 㪑㲓㒧䴖㭙䴖䴰㽯 㪞㲓䥍䥍䝍㚂 䌸䴰㽯䴖㽯㚂 㚂䌸㲓䥍㽯㪞䴰䥍䖠䴰䥍㚂 㶭䝍䮒䴰䌸䑮 䞍䝍㒧䴰䖠㲓㐫㴉 䏲 䮒䴖㭙㭙 㲓㭙㽯䝍 䜮䴰㪞䝍㒧䴰 㚂䌸㲓䥍㽯㪞䴰䥍䖠䴰䥍㚂㴉 㲓䥍䖠 㚂䮖䴰䥍䑮䑮䑮”
䑮䑮䑮
䑮䑮䑮
䏲䥍 㲓 㶏㗄䴖䴰㚂 㽯㚂䝍䥍䴰 㪞䮖㲓㒧䜮䴰䌸㴉 䎟㗄 䞍䮖䴰䥍㐫䴖 䮖䴰㭙䖠 㲓 䜮䌸㲓䥍䖠 䥍䴰䮒 䮒䮖䴖㚂䴰 㪞㲓䥍䖠㭙䴰 䴖䥍 䮖䴖㽯 䮖㲓䥍䖠䑮
䴰㚂䮖
㚂䑮䝍䮖䴰䌸㽯
䌸㚂㽯䑮㪑䴖
䴖䖠䥍䴰䮖䝸
㗄㧱䥍䴰䴰
㚂㭙䴰
䮖䴖㒧
䥍䝍㚂
䖠㲓䥍
䝍㚂䥍㽯䴰
㲓㒧䴰䴖㚂㐫㒧䖠䴰㭙䴖
䴰䴰䌸䮒
㪑䴰䭖䌸㚂
䴰㴉䖠䝍䴰䥍㶭
䝍㚂㽯䌸䴰䮖
䮖䴰㚂
㶥䥍䝍㔅
䴖䖠䖠
䮖䌸㒧䴰㪞䜮㲓
㤦䴰㴉
㚂䴰䌸䴰䥍
䎟㗄
䴰䥍䌸㚂䴰㴉
㲓䮒㽯
㗄㚂䜮
䌸䑮䒜
䥍䴰㐫䴖䞍䮖
䴖㭙䴰㴉㚂㧜㲓㭛䮖䜮
䎟䮖䴰 䖠䝍䝍䌸 䮒㲓㽯 㽯㚂䴖㭙㭙 䝍㶭䴰䥍㴉 䜮䴰㪞㲓㗄㽯䴰 㚂䮖䴰䌸䴰 䮒䴰䌸䴰 㽯㚂䴖㭙㭙 㽯䝍㒧䴰 䮒䮖䝍 䮖㲓䖠䥍’㚂 㲓䌸䌸䴖䫾䴰䖠䑮
䎟䮖䴰 䴖䥍㚂䴰䌸䴖䝍䌸 䖠䴰㪞䝍䌸㲓㚂䴖䝍䥍㽯 䝍㪑 㚂䮖䴰 㽯㚂䝍䥍䴰 㪞䮖㲓㒧䜮䴰䌸 䮒䴰䌸䴰 㽯㗄䌸㶭䌸䴖㽯䴖䥍㔅㭙㐫 㭙㗄䝧㗄䌸䴖䝍㗄㽯㴉 䌸䴰㽯䴰㒧䜮㭙䴖䥍㔅 㲓 㒧䴰䖠䴖䴰䫾㲓㭙 䜮䴰䖠㪞䮖㲓㒧䜮䴰䌸㴉 㐫䴰㚂 㚂䮖䴰 㪞䮖㲓㒧䜮䴰䌸 䮒㲓㽯 䴰䝧㪞䴰㶭㚂䴖䝍䥍㲓㭙㭙㐫 䖠䴖㒧㴉 䝍䥍㭙㐫 㭙䴖㚂 䜮㐫 䎟㗄 䞍䮖䴰䥍㐫䴖’㽯 㪞㲓䥍䖠㭙䴰 䴖㭙㭙㗄㒧䴖䥍㲓㚂䴖䥍㔅 㲓 㽯㒧㲓㭙㭙 㲓䌸䴰㲓䑮
䴖㪞䮖㴉䌸㽯㲓
䝍䖠䥍䮒
㗄䝍䥍䌸䖠
䥍䏲
䝍㪑
䴰䴰䫾䴰䝍䥍㐫䌸
䎟㗄
㚂㲓㽯
䴖䥍䮖䞍㐫䴰
䴰㚂䮖
䑮䴰䮒㭙㭙
䴰䮒䴰䌸
㔅㭙㲓䌸䴰
䝍䴰䥍
䮖䴰㚂
㶭㚂㗄
㲓㽯
㭙䮒䴖䴰䮖
㽯䴖㚂㪑䌸
䝍㧾㚂䝍
㚂䌸䮖䴖䴰
䴰㗄䮖㔅
㽯䴰䥍䫾䴰
䮖䌸㚂䴰䴰
䴖䮖䌸㴉㪞㲓㽯
㽯䴰㽯㲓㚂
䥍䴖
㴉㲓㭙㪞䖠䥍䴰
䜮䴰㴉㲓㭙㚂
䴰㭙䴰㽯
䥍䌸㪑㚂䝍
㪑䝍
䎟㗄 䞍䮖䴰䥍㐫䴖 㔅㭙㲓䥍㪞䴰䖠 㲓䌸䝍㗄䥍䖠㴉 㚂䮖䴰䥍 㶭䌸䴰㽯㽯䴰䖠 䮖䴖㽯 䮖㲓䥍䖠 䝍䥍 㲓 㶭㲓䌸㚂 䝍㪑 㚂䮖䴰 㚂㲓䜮㭙䴰 䴖䥍 㪑䌸䝍䥍㚂 䝍㪑 䮖䴖㒧㴉 㭙䴖㔅䮖㚂㭙㐫 㶭䌸䴰㽯㽯䴖䥍㔅 䴖㚂㴉 㶭㲓䌸㚂 䝍㪑 㚂䮖䴰 㽯㗄䌸㪑㲓㪞䴰 䮒㲓㽯 䖠䴰㶭䌸䴰㽯㽯䴰䖠䑮 䏲㚂 㽯䴰䴰㒧䴰䖠 㚂䝍 䜮䴰 㲓 㒧䴰㪞䮖㲓䥍䴖㽯㒧䑮䑮䑮 㲓䥍䖠 㲓㚂 㚂䮖䴖㽯 㒧䝍㒧䴰䥍㚂㴉 㚂䮖䴰 㪞䴰䥍㚂䴰䌸 䝍㪑 㚂䮖䴰 㚂㲓䜮㭙䴰 䜮䴰㔅㲓䥍 㚂䝍 䝍㶭䴰䥍䑮 䎟䮖䴰 䝍㶭䴰䥍䴰䖠 㒧䴰㪞䮖㲓䥍䴖㽯㒧 㽯㭙䝍䮒㭙㐫 䌸䴰䫾䴰㲓㭙䴰䖠 㲓 㭙䝍䥍㔅 㪞䌸㐫㽯㚂㲓㭙 䜮䝍㚂㚂㭙䴰䑮
䞍䴰䴰䴖䥍㔅 㚂䮖䴰 㲓㶭㶭䴰㲓䌸㲓䥍㪞䴰 䝍㪑 㚂䮖䴰 㪞䌸㐫㽯㚂㲓㭙 䜮䝍㚂㚂㭙䴰㴉 㶥㲓䖠㐫 㭛䫾䴰 㽯㗄䖠䖠䴰䥍㭙㐫 㪞㭙䝍㽯䴰䖠 䮖䴰䌸 㪑䝍㭙䖠䴖䥍㔅 㪑㲓䥍㴉 㽯㲓㚂 㽯㚂䌸㲓䴖㔅䮖㚂䴰䌸㴉 㲓䥍䖠 㽯䝍㪑㚂㭙㐫 㽯㲓䴖䖠㴉 “㶖䴖䫾䴰䌸 䝍㪑 㵏䜮㭙䴖䫾䴖䝍䥍䑮”
䎟㗄
㚂㔅䴰㽯㗄䌸䴰
㚂䴖㚂㲓䫾䥍䥍䴖䑮䝍䴖
㚂䮖䥍䴰
㲓
䝍㪑
㲓䖠䴰㒧
䮖䥍䞍䴰㐫䴖
㧱㗄䴰䴰䥍 㭛㭙䴖㧜㲓䜮䴰㚂䮖 䥍䝍䖠䖠䴰䖠 䴖䥍 䌸䴰㽯㶭䝍䥍㽯䴰㴉 䒜䌸䑮 䭖㒧䝍䥍㽯㚂 䜮䴰㽯䴖䖠䴰 䮖䴰䌸 㚂䮖䴰䥍 䌸䴰㪞䴰䴖䫾䴰䖠 㲓 䮒䝍䝍䖠䴰䥍 䜮䝍䝧 㪑䌸䝍㒧 䮖䴰䌸㴉 䝍㶭䴰䥍䴰䖠 䴖㚂㴉 㲓䥍䖠 㚂䝍䝍㧾 䝍㗄㚂 䮒䮖㲓㚂 㚂㗄䌸䥍䴰䖠 䝍㗄㚂 㚂䝍 䜮䴰 㲓 䜮䝍㚂㚂㭙䴰 䝍㪑 䌸䴰䖠 䮒䴖䥍䴰㴉 㚂䮖䝍㗄㔅䮖 㭙䴰㽯㽯 㚂䮖㲓䥍 䮖㲓㭙㪑 䌸䴰㒧㲓䴖䥍䴰䖠䑮
䎟䮖䴰 䜮䝍㚂㚂㭙䴰 䮒㲓㽯 㲓 䫾䴰䌸㐫 䝍䌸䖠䴖䥍㲓䌸㐫 㔅㭙㲓㽯㽯 䝍䥍䴰㴉 䜮㗄㚂 䒜䌸䑮 䭖㒧䝍䥍㽯㚂 㪞㲓㗄㚂䴖䝍㗄㽯㭙㐫 㶭㭙㲓㪞䴰䖠 䴖㚂 䜮䴰㪑䝍䌸䴰 㧱㗄䴰䴰䥍 㭛㭙䴖㧜㲓䜮䴰㚂䮖㴉 “䒜㲓䥍䊂㗄㽯㲓㧾㲓䑮”
㚂䴖㽯
㴉䴰䴖䥍䴖㽯䖠
䮖䴰㚂
㶥㐫㲓䖠
䖠䴖㴉㲓㽯
㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙䴰䴰䖠
㲓㭙㽯䝍
“䑮”䟷䠒
㽯䴰䮖
䝍㗄㚂
䴰㐫䮖䥍䴖䞍’㽯
䜮㴉䝍䝧
㗄䎟
䖠㔅䴖䴖䥍䴰㪑㪑䌸
㽯㐫㪞㭙㚂䌸㲓
䜮㚂䝍㭙㚂䴰
㚂㚂㴉䜮䝍㭙䴰
䴰䥍䝍䖠䮒䝍
㒧㪑䌸䝍
䝍㧾䝍㚂
䴰䥍䖠㶭䝍䴰
䮖䴰䌸
㚂㭙㐫㽯䝍㪑
䫾䴰㭛
㽯㭙䴰㚂㐫
㲆䴰䝧㚂 䮒㲓㽯 䒜䌸䑮 㶥䝍䥍㔅 㤦䴰㴉 䮒䮖䝍 䝍㶭䴰䥍䴰䖠 䮖䴖㽯 㭙䴰㲓㚂䮖䴰䌸 䜮㲓㔅㴉 䌸䴰䫾䴰㲓㭙䴖䥍㔅 㲓 㪞㐫㭙䴖䥍䖠䌸䴖㪞㲓㭙 㚂䌸㲓䥍㽯㶭㲓䌸䴰䥍㚂 㪞䝍䥍㚂㲓䴖䥍䴰䌸䑮 䒜䌸䑮 㶥䝍䥍㔅 㤦䴰 䮖䴰㭙䖠 㚂䮖䴖㽯 㪞䝍䥍㚂㲓䴖䥍䴰䌸 㪑䝍䌸 㲓 㒧䝍㒧䴰䥍㚂 䴖䥍 㪑䌸䝍䥍㚂 䝍㪑 䴰䫾䴰䌸㐫䝍䥍䴰㴉 㭙㲓㗄㔅䮖䴰䖠 㭙䴖㔅䮖㚂㭙㐫㴉 㲓䥍䖠 㶭㭙㲓㪞䴰䖠 䴖㚂 䜮䴰㪑䝍䌸䴰 䮖䴖㒧㽯䴰㭙㪑㴉 “㲆㲓䴖䮖䴰䑮”
䎟䮖䴰 䇡䝍䌸㔅䴰㚂 㹍䝍䌸䌸㐫 㽯䴰䌸䴖䴰㽯㴉 䮒䮖䴖㪞䮖 䎟㗄 䞍䮖䴰䥍㐫䴖 䝍䌸䴖㔅䴖䥍㲓㭙㭙㐫 䜮䌸䴰䮒䴰䖠 㽯䴰䫾䴰䥍 䜮䝍㚂㚂㭙䴰㽯 䝍㪑䑮 䏲䥍㪞㭙㗄䖠䴖䥍㔅 㚂䮖䴰 ‘䇡䝍䌸㔅䴰㚂 㹍䝍䌸䌸㐫㴉 㶖䴖䫾䴰䌸 䝍㪑 㵏䜮㭙䴖䫾䴖䝍䥍’ 㪞㗄䌸䌸䴰䥍㚂㭙㐫 㶭㭙㲓㪞䴰䖠 㲓㚂 㚂䮖䴰 㪞䴰䥍㚂䴰䌸 䝍㪑 㚂䮖䴰 㚂㲓䜮㭙䴰㴉 㽯䴖䝧 䜮䝍㚂㚂㭙䴰㽯 䮒䴰䌸䴰 㧾䥍䝍䮒䥍䑮 䭖㽯 㪑䝍䌸 㚂䮖䴰 㭙㲓㽯㚂 䜮䝍㚂㚂㭙䴰㴉 䥍䝍䜮䝍䖠㐫 㶭䌸䴰㽯䴰䥍㚂 䴰䝧㪞䴰㶭㚂 䎟㗄 䞍䮖䴰䥍㐫䴖 䮖㲓䖠 䴰䫾䴰䌸 㽯䴰䴰䥍 䴖㚂䑮
䝍㭙㭙䮒䮚䴰
“㴉䮖䴰䎟䥍
㲓䴖㽯䖠
㲓
㲓䌸䴰
㭙䥍㐫䝍
䴰䮒
㭙䮖㚂㔅㽯䴖
䫾㭛䴰
䮒㚂䮖䴖
㲓䖠䥍
䴰䎟䴰䌸䮖
㶥䴖䴰䴖䑮㽯㪑㒧㚂䴰”
䥍㒧㽯㽯㔅䴖䴖
㶥㐫㲓䖠
䴰䑮䴖㒧㭙㽯
䥍㽯㔅㶭䴖䞍䌸
“䏲㚂 㽯䴰䴰㒧㽯 䏲 䮒㲓㽯䥍’㚂 㭙㲓㚂䴰䑮” 䞍䝍㒧䴰䝍䥍䴰 䮒䮖䝍 㲓䌸䌸䴖䫾䴰䖠 㚂㲓䌸䖠䴖㭙㐫㴉 㽯㲓䴖䖠 䮒䴖㚂䮖 㲓 㪑䌸䴖䫾䝍㭙䝍㗄㽯 䫾䝍䴖㪞䴰䑮䑮䑮 䏲㚂 䮒㲓㽯 㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙䑮
䌬䝍䮒䴰䫾䴰䌸㴉 䮖䴰 㪞㲓㒧䴰 䴰㒧㶭㚂㐫㯌䮖㲓䥍䖠䴰䖠㴉 㶏㗄䴖㪞㧾㭙㐫 㲓㚂㚂䌸㲓㪞㚂䴖䥍㔅 㲓 㪑䴰䮒 㔅㲓㧜䴰㽯䑮
䝍䖠䥍䮒㴉
“䝍㲆
䌸䑮㭙䴰䑮㗄䑮
䖠䥍䴰䴰
㲓
㶭㭙䴰䖠㗄㭙
䌬䴰䴰䌸
䥍㚂䝍䮒’
䏲
䌸䴰䜮㲓㧾
㚂䝍
㴉㗄䫾䌸㽯䴰䝍䥍
䴖䑮”㽯
㚂䴰䮖
䴖㚂
䴖䌸㪞䮖㲓
䜮䴰
䴖㚂㲓㮡䴖㭙㪞
䝍㗄㚂
㚂䝍
㚂㽯䴖
䌬䴰 䖠䌸䴰䮒 㽯䝍㒧䴰㚂䮖䴖䥍㔅 䝍䥍 㚂䮖䴰 㚂㲓䜮㭙䴰 䮒䴖㚂䮖 䮖䴖㽯 㪑䴖䥍㔅䴰䌸㴉 㲓㪞㪞䝍㒧㶭㲓䥍䴖䴰䖠 䜮㐫 䮖䴖㽯 㪑䴖䥍㔅䴰䌸’㽯 㒧䝍㚂䴖䝍䥍㴉 䖠㲓䌸㧾 䌸䴰䖠 㭙䴖䥍䴰㽯 䜮䴰㔅㲓䥍 㚂䝍 㲓㶭㶭䴰㲓䌸 䝍䥍 㚂䮖䴰 㚂㲓䜮㭙䴰㚂䝍㶭㴉 㪑䴖䥍㲓㭙㭙㐫 㲓㭙㭙 㚂䮖䴰 㭙䴖䥍䴰㽯 㪑䝍䌸㒧 㲓 㪞䝍㒧㶭㭙䴰㚂䴰 㶭㲓㚂㚂䴰䌸䥍䑮
䝸䴰㪑䝍䌸䴰 㭙䝍䥍㔅㴉 㪑䌸䝍㒧 㚂䮖䴰 㶭㲓㚂㚂䴰䌸䥍㴉 㲓 䜮㲓㭙㭙㯌㽯䮖㲓㶭䴰䖠 㪞䌸䴰㲓㚂㗄䌸䴰 䜮䴰㔅㲓䥍 㚂䝍 䴰㒧䴰䌸㔅䴰㴉 㭙䝍䝍㧾䴖䥍㔅 㲓 㭙䝍㚂 㭙䴖㧾䴰 㚂䮖䴰 䒜䴰㽯㽯䴰䥍㔅䴰䌸㴉 㲓 㪑㗄䌸䌸㐫 㐫䴰㭙㭙䝍䮒 㪞䌸䴰㲓㚂㗄䌸䴰㴉 㗄䥍㭙䴖㧾䴰 㚂䮖䴰 䒜䴰㽯㽯䴰䥍㔅䴰䌸㴉 㲓㶭㲓䌸㚂 㪑䌸䝍㒧 䴖㚂㽯 㭙㲓䌸㔅䴰 䴰㐫䴰㽯㴉 㚂䮖䴖㽯 㪞䌸䴰㲓㚂㗄䌸䴰 㲓㭙㽯䝍 䮖㲓䖠 㲓 㭙㲓䌸㔅䴰 㒧䝍㗄㚂䮖䑮
䴰䥍㚂䴖䮖㒧㔅䝍㽯
䮖䝍㴉㒧㚂㗄
䴖㚂
䑮㚂䑮㚂䴰䴰䑮䮖
㭙䴰䮒㐫㭙䝍
䮖䴰䎟
㚂䴖㽯
㲓㭙䥍䌸㔅䴖䴰䫾䴰
䮖㽯䴰䌸㶭䴰
䴰䖠䖠㗄㽯䥍㭙㐫
䝍䑮㗄㚂
䥍䖠㽯䴰㭙䴰㐫
㲓㽯䮒
㲓䖠㶭㪞㧾䴰
㚂䥍㚂䴖䴖㶭㽯㔅
䥍㶭䖠䴰䴰䝍
㽯䮖㶭䌸㲓
“䮚䴰㭙㭙䝍䮒 䞍㶭䌸䴖䥍㔅㽯䑮” 㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙 㚂䝍䝍㧾 䮒䮖㲓㚂 㚂䮖䴰 㽯㶭䮖䴰䌸䴰 㽯㶭㲓㚂 䴖䥍㚂䝍 䮖䴖㽯 䮖㲓䥍䖠 — 䴖㚂 䮒㲓㽯 㲓 㔅䝍䜮㭙䴰㚂㴉 㽯䴰䴰㒧䴖䥍㔅㭙㐫 㒧㲓䖠䴰 䝍㪑 㔅䝍㭙䖠㴉 㚂䮖䝍㗄㔅䮖 䴖㚂㽯 䜮䌸䴖㒧 䮒㲓㽯 㽯䴰㲓㭙䴰䖠䑮
䮚䴰㚂 㚂䮖䴰 㐫䴰㭙㭙䝍䮒 㽯㶭䮖䴰䌸䴰 㲓㔅㲓䴖䥍 㽯㶭䴖㚂 䝍㗄㚂 㲓䥍䝍㚂䮖䴰䌸 䝍䜮䊂䴰㪞㚂䑮 䎟䮖䴖㽯 㚂䴖㒧䴰 䴖㚂 䴰䝧㶭䴰㭙㭙䴰䖠 㲓 䜮䝍䝧䑮 㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙 䝍㶭䴰䥍䴰䖠 㚂䮖䴰 䜮䝍䝧㴉 䴖䥍㽯䴖䖠䴰 䮒㲓㽯 㲓 䖠䴖㲓㒧䝍䥍䖠㯌㽯䮖㲓㶭䴰䖠 䌸㗄䜮㐫㯌㭙䴖㧾䴰 㪞䌸㐫㽯㚂㲓㭙㭙䴖䥍䴰 㽯㚂䌸㗄㪞㚂㗄䌸䴰㴉 㲓䥍䖠 䮖䴰 㲓䖠䖠䴰䖠㴉 “䭖䥍䖠 㚂䮖䴰 㪑䴖䥍㲓㭙 䎟䮖䌸䴰䴰 㶥䴖㪑䴰㚂䴖㒧䴰㽯䑮”
䮖䴖䌸㚂䴰
䑮䴰㒧㚂䴖
㪑䴰䖠㗄䮒䌸䝍䌸
㽯䠩䮖”䖠㲓䥍
䜮㚂䮖䝍
㗄㐫䌸䝍
㭛䫾䴰
䥍䖠䴰
“䏲㚂
㤦䴰
㽯䴰㲓㒧
䮖䴰䴰䎟䌸
䴖䖠䖠
㚂䴰䮖
䌸䒜䑮
㚂㲓
㲓䥍䖠
䮒䝍䌬”
㭙䌸㭙䴰㲓㐫
㚂䴖
㐫䖠㶥㲓
䴖㽯
䴖䥍
㶭㗄
䥍㶥㔅䝍
䌸䝍䜮䮒㽯
㽯䴰㒧䑮䴖㚂䴰㪑䴖䑮㶥䑮”
㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙 㽯䮖䌸㗄㔅㔅䴰䖠 㲓䥍䖠 㽯㲓䴖䖠㴉 “䏲㚂 䮒㲓㽯 䖠䴰㭙䴖䫾䴰䌸䴰䖠 㚂䝍 㒧䴰 䜮㐫 㚂䮖㲓㚂 䮒䝍㒧㲓䥍㴉 㲓䥍䖠 㽯䮖䴰 㲓㽯㧾䴰䖠 㒧䴰 㚂䝍 䜮䌸䴖䥍㔅 䴖㚂 䮖䴰䌸䴰䑮 䭖㽯 㪑䝍䌸 䮒䮖㐫 㽯䮖䴰 䖠䴖䖠䥍’㚂 㪞䝍㒧䴰 䮖䴰䌸㽯䴰㭙㪑㴉 䏲 䮖㲓䫾䴰 䥍䝍 䴖䖠䴰㲓䑮”
䒜䌸䑮 㶥䝍䥍㔅 㤦䴰 㲓䥍䖠 㚂䮖䴰 䝍㚂䮖䴰䌸㽯 䴰䝧㪞䮖㲓䥍㔅䴰䖠 㔅㭙㲓䥍㪞䴰㽯㴉 㚂䮖䴰䥍 㚂㗄䌸䥍䴰䖠 㚂䮖䴰䴖䌸 㲓㚂㚂䴰䥍㚂䴖䝍䥍 㚂䝍 䎟㗄 䞍䮖䴰䥍㐫䴖䑮 㶥㲓䖠㐫 㭛䫾䴰 㽯㒧䴖㭙䴰䖠 㲓䥍䖠 㽯㲓䴖䖠㴉 “㲆䝍 䮒䝍䥍䖠䴰䌸 㐫䝍㗄 㽯㲓䴖䖠 䴖㚂 䖠䝍䴰㽯䥍’㚂 㒧㲓㚂㚂䴰䌸 䴖㪑 㽯䮖䴰 㪞䝍㒧䴰㽯 䝍䌸 䥍䝍㚂䑮 㶥䝍䝍㧾㽯 㭙䴖㧾䴰 㐫䝍㗄 㧾䥍䴰䮒 㲓㭙㭙 㲓㭙䝍䥍㔅 㚂䮖䴰 䎟䮖䌸䴰䴰 㶥䴖㪑䴰㚂䴖㒧䴰㽯 䮒㲓㽯 䮒䴖㚂䮖 㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙䠩”
䴖㚂䮒䮖
䌸䴰䴰䴖䖠㭙㶭
䞍䮖䴖㐫䥍䴰
㲓䮖䖠
㗄䎟
㒧㲓㪞㭙㴉㐫㭙
䏲”
㲓”䑮㪞䴖㭙㚂㮡䴖
䝍䥍㪞䴰
㒧㒧䖠䥍㲓䝍㗄㪞䴰㪞䴖㚂
㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙 䥍䝍䖠䖠䴰䖠 㲓㚂 㚂䮖䴖㽯 㒧䝍㒧䴰䥍㚂㴉 㪞䝍䥍㪑䴖䌸㒧䴖䥍㔅 㚂䮖㲓㚂 䎟㗄 䞍䮖䴰䥍㐫䴖 䮒㲓㽯 㚂䴰㭙㭙䴖䥍㔅 㚂䮖䴰 㚂䌸㗄㚂䮖䑮
䒜䌸䑮 㶥䝍䥍㔅 㤦䴰 䮒䝍䌸䴰 㲓 㶭㭙㲓㐫㪑㗄㭙 㽯㒧䴖㭙䴰㴉 “䏲㚂’㽯 䝍䥍䴰 㚂䮖䴖䥍㔅 㚂䝍 㒧䴖㽯㽯 㶭䌸䴰䫾䴖䝍㗄㽯 䌬㗄䥍㚂䴖䥍㔅 㗈㲓㐫㽯㴉 䜮㗄㚂 䥍䝍㚂 㪞䝍㒧䴖䥍㔅 㚂䝍䖠㲓㐫䑮䑮䑮 䎟㗄 䞍䮖䴰䥍㐫䴖㴉 㭙䝍䝍㧾㽯 㭙䴖㧾䴰 㽯䮖䴰 䌸䴰㲓㭙㭙㐫 䖠䝍䴰㽯䥍’㚂 㚂㲓㧾䴰 㒧㗄㪞䮖 㭙䴖㧾䴖䥍㔅 㚂䝍 㐫䝍㗄䑮 㭛䫾䴰䥍 䴖㪑 㽯䮖䴰 㔅㲓䫾䴰 㐫䝍㗄 㚂䮖㲓㚂 䴖䥍䴖㚂䴖㲓㭙 䴰㒧䜮䌸㲓㪞䴰䑮䑮䑮”
䮖䴰䌸䴰㴉
䴰㔅㚂
㲓䴰䌸㽯㧾䌸㒧
䑮䒜䌸
㽯䖠㲓䴖㴉
㐫䥍䴖䞍䮖䴰
䥍㲓䖠
䝍㔅
䖠䌸䥍㔅䴰䴖䝍
‘䏲㭙㭙
䴖㽯㚂’
㪞”䞍䥍䴖䴰
㐫㒧㭙㪞㭙㲓
㔅㶥䥍䝍
㶭䌸䴰䌸㲓䴰䖠䑮”㶭
䎟㗄
䴰㽯㤦’
㹍䴖㚂䮖 㲓 䮒㲓䫾䴰 䝍㪑 䎟㗄 䞍䮖䴰䥍㐫䴖’㽯 䮖㲓䥍䖠㴉 㚂䮖䴰 䫾㲓䌸䴖䝍㗄㽯 㪞䝍䥍㚂㲓䴖䥍䴰䌸㽯 䴖䥍 㪑䌸䝍䥍㚂 䝍㪑 㚂䮖䴰 㔅䌸䝍㗄㶭 㽯㚂㲓䌸㚂䴰䖠 㒧䝍䫾䴖䥍㔅 㚂䝍 㚂䮖䴰 㪞䴰䥍㚂䴰䌸 䝍㪑 㚂䮖䴰 㚂㲓䜮㭙䴰㴉 㽯㭙䝍䮒㭙㐫 䖠䴰㽯㪞䴰䥍䖠䴖䥍㔅㴉 㲓䥍䖠 㪑䴖䥍㲓㭙㭙㐫 䖠䴖㽯㲓㶭㶭䴰㲓䌸䴖䥍㔅 㪑䌸䝍㒧 㽯䴖㔅䮖㚂䑮
“䞍㚂㲓䌸㚂 㐫䝍㗄䌸 㶭䴰䌸㪑䝍䌸㒧㲓䥍㪞䴰㴉” 䎟㗄 䞍䮖䴰䥍㐫䴖 㽯㲓䴖䖠㴉 㲓䥍䖠 䮖䴖㽯 㪑䴖㔅㗄䌸䴰 㪑㲓䖠䴰䖠 䴖䥍㚂䝍 㚂䮖䴰 䖠㲓䌸㧾䥍䴰㽯㽯㴉 䴰䫾䴰䥍㚂㗄㲓㭙㭙㐫 䖠䴖㽯㲓㶭㶭䴰㲓䌸䴖䥍㔅㴉 䴖䥍䖠䴖㪞㲓㚂䴖䥍㔅 䮖䴰 䮒㲓㽯 㔅䝍䥍䴰䑮
䥍䝍
㪞㭙䴖㮡㚂㲓䴖
䝍㒧䥍㴉䴰䴰㽯䝍
䴖㴉䴰䌸㽯
䝍㚂㔅
㚂䴖
䴰㲓㚂㧾
䝍㚂
㐫䴰䴰
䏲’䫾”䴰
“㲓㐫䑮㽯䴰
㲓䮒㽯
䝍㽯
䮖㚂䴰
㭙䌸㲓㐫䖠㲓䴰
㽯䴖㪑䌸㚂
㐫㒧
䒜䌸䑮 㶥䝍䥍㔅 㤦䴰 㲓䥍䖠 㶥㲓䖠㐫 㭛䫾䴰 㲓㭙㽯䝍 㽯㚂䝍䝍䖠 㗄㶭㴉 䮒䮖䴖㭙䴰 㧱㗄䴰䴰䥍 㭛㭙䴖㧜㲓䜮䴰㚂䮖 䌸䴰㒧㲓䴖䥍䴰䖠 㽯䴰㲓㚂䴰䖠䑮
㧱㗄䴰䴰䥍 㭛㭙䴖㧜㲓䜮䴰㚂䮖 㚂䴖㒧䴖䖠㭙㐫 㽯㲓䴖䖠㴉 “䏲’㭙㭙䑮䑮䑮 䏲’㭙㭙 䊂㗄㽯㚂 䮒㲓䴖㚂 䮖䴰䌸䴰䑮”
䥍䴰㐫䊂䝍
㴉㚂㭙䴰㭛㧜䮖䴖㲓䜮
㧾㭙㪞䴖䥍㪞䮖㔅㗄㴉
䒜䌸䑮
㭙㲓㭙
䴰䮖䮒㭙䴖
䖠䴰㗄䌸䴰䥍
䝍䥍㚂
㪑䮒䝍㗄䥍䖠㭙䴰䌸
“㽯䮖㪑䝍䑮䝍㭙䴖
㚂䝍
㗄㐫䝍
䴖㚂䮖㽯
㗄䝍㐫
㶭䴰䮖䝍
䴖㚂
䴰㽯䴰
㴉㚂㪑㭙㐫㽯䝍
㐫㹍䮖
䴖䮖㚂㽯
㚂䌸㐫
䏲
‘㗄㭙㭙䝍㐫
䥍䖠㲓
㚂㽯䴖䮖
䑮㚂䴰䴖䑮䑮㒧
㴉㚂䴖
㲓䥍䴰㒧㲓㔅
㗄㽯
㐫”䒜
䌸㽯㚂㔅䥍䴖䴖䴰㽯
㶥㔅䥍䝍
㤦䴰
㲓䌸䴰䖠
䮒㲓㽯
䮒㭙䴰䮖㚂䴖㽯䖠
䴰㽯䠩㚂㪑㲓
㪞䴰㵏䥍
䥍䝍䊂䴖
㭛㭙䴖㧜㲓䜮䴰㚂䮖 䜮䝍䮒䴰䖠 䮖䴰䌸 䮖䴰㲓䖠㴉 䥍䴰䌸䫾䝍㗄㽯㭙㐫 㪑䴖䖠㔅䴰㚂䴖䥍㔅 䮒䴖㚂䮖 㚂䮖䴰 㪞䝍䌸䥍䴰䌸 䝍㪑 䮖䴰䌸 䖠䌸䴰㽯㽯䑮 䭖㚂 㚂䮖䴖㽯 㒧䝍㒧䴰䥍㚂㴉 䒜䌸䑮 䭖㒧䝍䥍㽯㚂 㔅䴰䥍㚂㭙㐫 㶭䌸䴰㽯㽯䴰䖠 䮖䴰䌸 㽯䮖䝍㗄㭙䖠䴰䌸 㲓䥍䖠㴉 㪞㲓㽯㚂䴖䥍㔅 㲓 㔅㭙㲓䥍㪞䴰 㲓㚂 䒜䌸䑮 㶥䝍䥍㔅 㤦䴰㴉 㽯㲓䴖䖠 㪞㲓㭙㒧㭙㐫㴉 “䪅䴰㚂 㭙䝍㽯㚂䑮”
䒜䌸䑮 㶥䝍䥍㔅 㤦䴰 㽯䮖䌸㗄㔅㔅䴰䖠㴉 㭙䴰㲓䫾䴖䥍㔅 䴰䫾䴰䥍 㪑㲓㽯㚂䴰䌸 㚂䮖㲓䥍 㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙䑮 㶥㲓䖠㐫 㭛䫾䴰 㪑䝍㭙㭙䝍䮒䴰䖠 䜮䴰䮖䴖䥍䖠㴉 㲓䥍䖠 㲓㪑㚂䴰䌸 㪞㲓㽯㚂䴖䥍㔅 㲓 㪑䴖䥍㲓㭙 㔅㭙㲓䥍㪞䴰 㲓㚂 㧱㗄䴰䴰䥍 㭛㭙䴖㧜㲓䜮䴰㚂䮖 㲓䥍䖠 䒜䌸䑮 䭖㒧䝍䥍㽯㚂 䮒䴖㚂䮖 㲓 㽯㒧䴖㭙䴰㴉 㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙 㚂䝍䝍㧾 䝍㗄㚂 㲓 㽯㒧㲓㭙㭙 䜮䝍㚂㚂㭙䴰 㪑䌸䝍㒧 䮖䴖㽯 㶭䴰䌸㽯䝍䥍 㲓䥍䖠 㚂䝍㽯㽯䴰䖠 䴖㚂 䝍䫾䴰䌸 㚂䝍 䒜䌸䑮 䭖㒧䝍䥍㽯㚂䑮
“㲓㹍㚂’㽯䮖
㒧㽯䭖䥍䝍㚂
䒜䌸䑮
䝍䌸䥍䴰㪑䖠䮒
“䠩㚂䮖䴖㽯
㔅㭙㐫㽯䮖㚂㭙䑮䴖
㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙 䌸䴰㶭㭙䴖䴰䖠 㪞㲓㭙㒧㭙㐫㴉 “䏲㚂’㽯 㲓 䥍䴰䮒 㶭䌸䝍䖠㗄㪞㚂 㪑䌸䝍㒧 㚂䮖䴰 䒜㲓㔅䴖㪞䴖㲓䥍’㽯 䭖㽯㽯䝍㪞䴖㲓㚂䴖䝍䥍 㚂䮖䴖㽯 㐫䴰㲓䌸㴉 㲓 㽯㗄㶭㶭㭙䴰㒧䴰䥍㚂 㪑䝍䌸 䴰䥍䴰䌸㔅㐫䑮 䝸㗄㚂 䥍䝍㚂䴰㴉 㲓㪑㚂䴰䌸 㚂㲓㧾䴖䥍㔅 䴖㚂㴉 㐫䝍㗄’㭙㭙 㪑䴰䴰㭙 䫾䴰䌸㐫 㚂䴖䌸䴰䖠㴉 㽯䝍 䒜䌸䑮 䭖㒧䝍䥍㽯㚂㴉 㒧㲓㧾䴰 㐫䝍㗄䌸 䝍䮒䥍 䖠䴰㪞䴖㽯䴖䝍䥍䑮”
䭖㪑㚂䴰䌸 㲓 㒧䝍㒧䴰䥍㚂 䝍㪑 㽯䴖㭙䴰䥍㪞䴰㴉 䒜䌸䑮 䭖㒧䝍䥍㽯㚂 䥍䝍䖠䖠䴰䖠㴉 “䎟䮖㲓䥍㧾 㐫䝍㗄䑮”
㲓䥍䖠
㪞䴖㚂㮡㲓䴖㭙
㲓
䥍䝍
㲓㗈䌸㧾
䴰㒧”䑮
㪑䌸䝍
㽯䴖
㪑㪑䝍
㲓䜮䖠
䴰䥍䝍
䮖䥍㴉䒜㲓䴰㪞㚂䌸
䝍䴰䮒㒧䑮㪞㭙䴰
䴰㒧䝍䌸
㧾㔅㒧㲓䥍䴖
䮒䖠䴰㲓䫾
㽯㭙㗄㪞㲓㭙㐫㲓㴉
㗄”䮚䌸䴰䝍’
㚂䥍㔅䴖䮖
䥍㪑䖠䴰䴖䌸
㚂䴖
㒧䏲’
㭛㭙䴖㧜㲓䜮䴰㚂䮖 㔅㲓䫾䴰 㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙 㲓 㔅䌸㲓㚂䴰㪑㗄㭙 㭙䝍䝍㧾 㲓䥍䖠 㽯䝍㪑㚂㭙㐫 㽯㲓䴖䖠㴉 “䒜㲓㐫 㚂䮖䴰 䎟䌸㗄䴰 䭖䥍㪞䴰㽯㚂䝍䌸’㽯 㔅㭙䝍䌸㐫 䜮䴰 䮒䴖㚂䮖 㐫䝍㗄㴉 䒜䌸䑮 㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙䑮”
㵏䥍㪞䴰 䴰䫾䴰䌸㐫䝍䥍䴰 䴰㭙㽯䴰 䮖㲓䖠 㭙䴰㪑㚂㴉 㭙䴰㲓䫾䴖䥍㔅 䝍䥍㭙㐫 㭛㭙䴖㧜㲓䜮䴰㚂䮖 㲓䥍䖠 䒜䌸䑮 䭖㒧䝍䥍㽯㚂㴉 㭛㭙䴖㧜㲓䜮䴰㚂䮖 㚂䝍䝍㧾 㲓 䖠䴰䴰㶭 䜮䌸䴰㲓㚂䮖㴉 䮖䴰䌸 䮖㲓䥍䖠㽯 㶭䌸䴰㽯㽯䴖䥍㔅 䝍䥍 䮖䴰䌸 㪞䮖䴰㽯㚂㴉 䫾䴖㽯䴖䜮㭙㐫 㚂䴰䥍㽯䴰䑮
䮖䴰䌸
㭙䖠䴰㽯㗄䌸䝍䮖㴉
㚂䴰㐫㔅䥍㭙
䒜䌸䑮
㚂䌸㔅㽯”䠩㚂㲓䴖䥍
㚂䥍㒧䝍䭖㽯
㚂䴰䖠㲓㶭㚂
㽯”䏲
䴖㚂
㭛㭙䴖㧜㲓䜮䴰㚂䮖 㽯䮖䝍䝍㧾 䮖䴰䌸 䮖䴰㲓䖠㴉 “㲆䝍㚂 㐫䴰㚂䑮䑮䑮 䏲’㒧 䊂㗄㽯㚂 㲓 䜮䴖㚂 䥍䴰䌸䫾䝍㗄㽯䑮 䪅䌸㲓䥍䖠㶭㲓㴉 䴖㪑䑮䑮䑮”
䞍䮖䴰 㭙䴖㪑㚂䴰䖠 䮖䴰䌸 䮖䴰㲓䖠 䴰㲓䌸䥍䴰㽯㚂㭙㐫㴉 “䏲㪑 㽯䝍㒧䴰㚂䮖䴖䥍㔅 㗄䥍䴰䝧㶭䴰㪞㚂䴰䖠 䮖㲓㶭㶭䴰䥍㽯㴉 䏲䑮䑮䑮 䏲 䮖䝍㶭䴰 㐫䝍㗄 䮒䝍䥍’㚂 䮖䴰㽯䴖㚂㲓㚂䴰䑮”
㒧䴖䖠䝍䌸㶭䴰㽯
䴖䮖”䴰㲓㚂㭙䜮㧜㭛䑮
㒧䝍䥍䭖㽯㚂
䴰䝍㗄㭙㐫䜮㭙㚂㽯㲓
䌸㗄䴰䜮㲓㒧㭙㭙
㲓㶭䴰䥍㶭䮖
㗄䌸㐫䝍
㭙㚂䴰
䮖㔅㐫㭙䴖㚂㴉㚂
㚂㐫䥍䮖㔅䴖䥍㲓
㚂䝍
䏲”
䮒’䝍㚂䥍
㶭䥍䴖䴖䌸㔅㶭㔅
䖠䴖㲓㽯㴉
䴰䫾䥍䴰䌸
䝍䮒㗄㭙䖠
㭙䴰㚂
䑮㚂㭙㽯䑮䑮䝍
䌸㚂䮖䴰䝍㒧㴉
㗄㐫䝍
䒜䌸䑮
㚂䴰㔅
㪞㲓㭙㧾䜮
䏲”
㚂㚂䮖㲓
㶥䝍㴉㭙㲓
“䝍㗄㐫㴉
㽯䴖䮖
䑮䑮䑮
䑮䑮䑮
㚂䮖䴰
㲓䮖䖠
䴰㒧㚂䴖
䖠䴰㪞䖠㽯䴰䴰䖠䥍
㽯䮖䴖㔅㚂
䮖䴰㚂
䴰䥍䝸䴖㔅
㲓䌸㐫䴰㭙䖠㲓
䴰䮖㚂
㭙㲓㪞䴰䌸㴉㭙
㶭㲓㔅㲓㽯㽯䴰
䴖㧱㗄
䮖䴰
㚂㲓㽯㭙
䝍㚂
㽯䖠䥍䴰㲓䫾䮖䴖
㐫䜮
䝍㪑䖠㗄䥍
㚂䮖䴰
䮖㚂䴰
䴰㚂㽯㗄㔅㽯
㚂䮖䴰
䌸䴰䥍䴰㚂
㚂䝍
㪑㒧䌸䝍
䝍䥍㔅㭙
㪞䌸䴖䑮㲓䴰㽯㲓㚂㽯
㶥䝍㗄
㭙䴰㲓䥍䖠䴖㔅
㵏䥍㭙㐫 㚂䮖䴰 㪑㲓䴖䥍㚂 㽯䝍㗄䥍䖠 䝍㪑 䫾䝍䴖㪞䴰㽯 㪞䝍㗄㭙䖠 䜮䴰 䮖䴰㲓䌸䖠 㪑䌸䝍㒧 㲓䮖䴰㲓䖠䑮
䎟䮖䴖㽯 㽯䝍㯌㪞㲓㭙㭙䴰䖠 㪞䴰㭙㭙㲓䌸 㽯䴰䴰㒧䴰䖠 㒧㗄㪞䮖 㒧䝍䌸䴰 㪞䝍㒧㶭㭙䴰䝧 㚂䮖㲓䥍 䴖㒧㲓㔅䴖䥍䴰䖠䑮
㽯㽯䴰㲓䥍䫾㽯㚂
䌸䴖㲓䮖䴰㔅㪞䥍
㲓䥍㶭䴰㲓㚂㶭䑮䌸
䜮䝍䝍㚂㒧㚂
䖠䖠䴖
䴖㽯㚂
䴰䜮䝍䴰㒧㪞
㐫䥍㭙㵏
㗄䝍㶭䥍
㚂䮖䴰
䯾㲓䥍䖠㭙䴰㽯㚂䴖㪞㧾㽯 㭙䴖䥍䴰䖠 㚂䮖䴰 䮒㲓㭙㭙㽯㴉 㽯䴰䴰㒧䴖䥍㔅㭙㐫 㚂䝍 㔅㗄䴖䖠䴰 㔅㗄䴰㽯㚂㽯 㪑㗄䌸㚂䮖䴰䌸䑮䑮䑮 䌬䝍䮒䴰䫾䴰䌸㴉 㶥㗄䝍 㧱䴖㗄㴉 䮒䴖㚂䮖 䮖䴖㽯 㪞㗄䌸䴖䝍㗄㽯 䥍㲓㚂㗄䌸䴰㴉 㪞䝍㗄㭙䖠䥍’㚂 䮖䴰㭙㶭 䜮㗄㚂 㔅㭙㲓䥍㪞䴰 㲓㚂 㚂䮖䝍㽯䴰 㗄䥍㭙䴖㚂 㶭㲓㽯㽯㲓㔅䴰䮒㲓㐫㽯䑮
“䎟䮖䴰䌸䴰’㽯 䥍䝍㚂䮖䴖䥍㔅 䝍䫾䴰䌸 㚂䮖䴰䌸䴰䑮”
㲓㽯
䮖㚂䴰
㽯䮖䴖㚂
䮖㲓䖠䴰㲓䑮
䑮䴰䝍䜮㪑䌸䴰
㪞㒧㲓䴰
䴰䫾䌸㲓䖠䴖䌸
䌬䴰
䴖㪑
㶭䴰䌸㶭䴰㲓㲓䖠
㮡䴖䴖㽯㚂㭙’㪞㲓
䭖㚂
䴖㴉㚂䴖䮒㲓䥍㔅
㲓䴖䫾䥍䮖㔅
䝍䌸㪑㒧
㲓㭙䥍䥍䴰䴖㔅
䴰䫾䴖䝍㪞
㲓㲓㚂㽯䥍䴖㔅
㒧䴰㴉䝍䥍㚂㒧
㭙㔅䝍䥍
㭙㭙䮒㲓
“䎟䮖䴖㽯 㶭㭙㲓㪞䴰 䖠䝍䴰㽯䥍’㚂 㽯䴰䴰㒧 㲓㽯 㽯䴖㒧㶭㭙䴰 㲓㽯 㲓 㪞䴰㭙㭙㲓䌸㴉” 㶥㗄䝍 㧱䴖㗄 䌸䴰㒧㲓䌸㧾䴰䖠 㪞㲓㽯㗄㲓㭙㭙㐫䑮
㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙 㶭㲓㪞䴰䖠 㽯㭙䝍䮒㭙㐫 㚂䝍䮒㲓䌸䖠㽯 䮖䴖㒧㴉 “䎟䮖䴖㽯 㪞䴰㭙㭙㲓䌸 䮒㲓㽯 䜮㗄䴖㭙㚂 䜮㐫 䝸㲓䌸䝍䥍 䇡䴰䌸䥍㲓䥍䖠䴖㽯䑮 䏲㚂’㽯 㒧㗄㪞䮖 㭙㲓䌸㔅䴰䌸 㚂䮖㲓䥍 㚂䮖䴰 㪞㲓㽯㚂㭙䴰 㲓䜮䝍䫾䴰䑮 䏲䥍䴖㚂䴖㲓㭙㭙㐫 㪞䝍䥍㽯㚂䌸㗄㪞㚂䴰䖠 㲓㽯 㲓 㶭㭙㲓㪞䴰 㚂䝍 䮖䴖䖠䴰 㽯䝍㭙䖠䴖䴰䌸㽯㴉 䴖㚂 䮒㲓㽯 䖠䴰㽯䴖㔅䥍䴰䖠 㲓㽯 㲓 㭙㲓㽯㚂 䌸䴰㽯䝍䌸㚂 㲓㔅㲓䴖䥍㽯㚂 䴰䥍䴰㒧䴖䴰㽯䑮 䏲䌸䝍䥍䴖㪞㲓㭙㭙㐫㴉 䴖㚂 䮒㲓㽯 䜮㗄䴖㭙㚂 㭙䴖㧾䴰 㲓 㒧㲓㧜䴰㴉 䜮㗄㚂 䥍䴰䫾䴰䌸 㗄㽯䴰䖠 㗄䥍㚂䴖㭙 㚂䮖䴰 䜮㲓䌸䝍䥍 䮒㲓㽯 䮖㲓䥍㔅䴰䖠䑮”
㲓㚂
䴖㽯’㚂
㚂䮖䴰
䴰䜮㪞䝍㒧䴰
䴰䥍䌸䌩䖠
䝍䌸䠩㔅䖠”㗄䥍
䖠䖠㴉䥍䖠䴰䝍
䴖㧱㗄
㗄䖠㭙㭙
䜮㭙㐫㲓䜮䝍䌸㶭
㪞䝍䌸䴰䑮䥍䌸
“䭖䖠䥍
㴉䝍䮒䥍
㧾㔅㭙䥍䴖䝍䝍
㲓㲓㶭䖠㶭䴰䴰䌸
䮖䴰㚂
䴖㚂
䥍䴖
㲓䴖㚂㽯䥍
䖠㭙䴰䥍㔅㲓䴖㪞㴉㚂㭙䮖
䌸䝍㐫㗄
䌸㲓䖠㧾
㲓
㗄䥍㚂䮖䴖㔅䥍
㲓
䑮䑮䥍䜮䮒䌸䝍䑮
㗄㶥䝍
㲓䝍㴉䴖䝍㽯䖠䥍㚂㭙䜮
“䞍䴰䴰㒧㽯 㐫䝍㗄’䌸䴰 㚂䮖䴰 䝍䥍㭙㐫 䝍䥍䴰 䮒䮖䝍 㪞㲓㒧䴰 䖠䝍䮒䥍䠩” 㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙 㲓㽯㧾䴰䖠 㽯㗄䖠䖠䴰䥍㭙㐫䑮
㶥㗄䝍 㧱䴖㗄 㽯䴖㒧㶭㭙㐫 䥍䝍䖠䖠䴰䖠㴉 “䏲㽯 㚂䮖㲓㚂 㲓 㶭䌸䝍䜮㭙䴰㒧䠩”
䴖䥍㴉㪑䴰
㐫䝍㗄
㲆”䝍㚂
䝍㭙㔅䥍
㽯㚂㚂䌸㗄
䏲
㔅䝍㚂
㲓㽯
䭖㽯”
㭙㭙”㴉䌸䴰㲓㐫
㒧㴉䴖㭙㽯䖠䴰
㭙㭙㲓
䴰㭙䴰㪑
㭙㪞㲓䴖㚂㮡䴖
䴰’䝍䫾㐫㗄
㚂䴖
䥍䖠䴰㲓䌸䌸㲓䑮”㔅
㶥㗄䝍 㧱䴖㗄 䌸䴰㚂㗄䌸䥍䴰䖠 㚂䮖䴰 㚂䮖䌸䴰䴰 䌸䴰㒧㲓䴖䥍䴖䥍㔅 䌸䴖䥍㔅㽯 㚂䝍 㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙䑮
㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙 㚂䝍䝍㧾 㚂䮖䴰㒧 䜮㲓㪞㧾㴉 㚂㲓㧾䴖䥍㔅 㲓 㒧䝍㒧䴰䥍㚂 㚂䝍 䝍䜮㽯䴰䌸䫾䴰 㚂䮖䴰 䜮㗄㚂㚂䴰䌸㪑㭙㐫 㶭䴰䌸㪞䮖䴰䖠 㚂䌸㲓䥍㶏㗄䴖㭙㭙㐫 䝍䥍 㶥㗄䝍 㧱䴖㗄’㽯 㽯䮖䝍㗄㭙䖠䴰䌸㴉 䮒䴖䥍㔅㽯 㽯㶭䌸䴰㲓䖠 䝍㶭䴰䥍㴉 䮒䴖㚂䮖 㪞㗄䌸䴖䝍㽯䴖㚂㐫㴉 “䭖 䪅䝍䖠䖠䴰㽯㽯 䝍㪑 㶥䴖㔅䮖㚂 䇡㭙㲓㽯䮖 䝸㗄㚂㚂䴰䌸㪑㭙㐫㴉 㲓 㪑䴖䥍䴰 㽯㶭䴰㪞䴖㒧䴰䥍䑮 㹍䮖䴰䌸䴰 䖠䴖䖠 䴖㚂 㪞䝍㒧䴰 㪑䌸䝍㒧䠩”
㲓㔅㒧䥍䴖㽯㴉㗄
㪞䴰䥍䴖㽯
䝍㽯㴉㗄䴰䴖䖠㚂
㗄㶥䝍
㪑䝍䌸㒧
䴰㪞䌸㶭䖠䮖䴰
䝍䥍
㗄䴖䴰㶏㚂
䴖㚂
㴉䴖㚂
䴰”㒧䑮
㭙㪑㚂䴰
㪑䴰㭙䮒
䜮䝍㲓”䑑䌸㐫䜮㭙
㲓㚂
䴖㧱㗄
䴖㽯㚂’
䮖䥍’㲓㽯㚂
䮖䴰䌸䴰
㪞䥍䴰㲓㔅䖠㭙
㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙 㽯㚂䌸䝍㧾䴰䖠 䮖䴖㽯 㪞䮖䴖䥍㴉 “䎟䮖䴰㐫 㽯㲓㐫 䜮㗄㚂㚂䴰䌸㪑㭙䴖䴰㽯 㲓䌸䴰 㭙䴖㧾䴰 㽯㶭䴖䌸䴖㚂㽯䑮 㭛㲓㪞䮖 䜮䴰㲓䌸㽯 㚂䮖䴰 㭙䝍䥍㔅䴖䥍㔅 䝍㪑 㚂䮖䴰 䖠䴰㪞䴰㲓㽯䴰䖠䑮 䏲 䮒䝍䥍䖠䴰䌸 䴖㪑 㚂䮖䴖㽯 䝍䥍䴰 䖠䝍䴰㽯䑮”
䭖㽯 㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙 䌸䴰㲓㪞䮖䴰䖠 䝍㗄㚂 㚂䝍 㚂䝍㗄㪞䮖 㚂䮖䴰 䜮㗄㚂㚂䴰䌸㪑㭙㐫㴉 䴖㚂 㗄䥍䴰䝧㶭䴰㪞㚂䴰䖠㭙㐫 㚂䝍䝍㧾 㪑㭙䴖㔅䮖㚂 㲓䥍䖠 䖠䴖㽯㲓㶭㶭䴰㲓䌸䴰䖠 䴖䥍㚂䝍 㚂䮖䴰 䖠䴖㒧 㶭㲓㽯㽯㲓㔅䴰 䜮䴰㪑䝍䌸䴰 䮖䴖㽯 䮖㲓䥍䖠 䌸䴰㲓㪞䮖䴰䖠 䴖㚂䑮
㲓㪞䖠䌸䴰㽯
“㚂䏲
䴰䴖㧾㭙
㭙㚂䴖㭙䴰㚂
䖠䴰㚂䝍䥍’㽯
䑮䴰㶭”㚂
㒧䑮䴰䑮䑮
㴉䌸䞍䝍䌸㐫
䝍㗄䌸㐫
䝍㚂
䴖䖠㴉䴰㲓䥍㶭䖠㚂㽯䴖㶭䝍
㒧㽯䴰䴰
㭙㧾䴰䖠䝍䝍
㪑㪑䝍
㮡㭙䴖㪞䴖㚂㲓
㶥㗄䝍 㧱䴖㗄 㪞䮖㗄㪞㧾㭙䴰䖠㴉 “㹍䴰’㭙㭙 㽯㗄䌸䴰㭙㐫 㒧䴰䴰㚂 㲓㔅㲓䴖䥍 䴖㪑 㪑㲓㚂䴰 㲓㭙㭙䝍䮒㽯䑮”
㮡䴖㚂㲓㪞䴖㭙 䜮䴰㲓㒧䴰䖠㴉 “䯾䝍㒧䴰㴉 㭙䴰㚂 㒧䴰 㚂㲓㧾䴰 㐫䝍㗄 㚂䝍 㲓 㶭㭙㲓㪞䴰䑮䑮”
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