Chapter 965: Chapter 9: Cat
The flames seemed to have somewhat subsided, yet the surroundings were still engulfed in a crimson hue.
‘Haruxin Suzuki’ forcefully flipped over a collapsed pillar, then squatted down—here lay a fellow dressed in a black kimono.
He must have been hit during the collapse of the ancient castle and got trapped here.
The corpse was cold—however, considering those from the Takizawa Family were cold-blooded creatures, it was hard to estimate the time of death.
But this was not very important to ‘Haruxin Suzuki’—what mattered was that the soul of the deceased Takizawa Family member hadn’t pletely vanished.
The remaining soul power was quite the delicacy for ‘Haruxin Suzuki’ at this moment—the soul of Yamata no Orochi was heavily damaged, and the simplest way to recover was to devour other souls.
“It’s a pity… those hidden Takizawa Family members were instantly killed, leaving no soul power behind; otherwise, it would have been a great nourishment…”
‘Haruxin Suzuki’ shook his head. Despite feeling a thousand regrets, clearly he would not shout at the culprit for this matter at this moment.
“Elder Brother Lian Zhen!” ‘Haruxin Suzuki’ turned around and shouted—only to see a phantom hovering a few centimeters off the ground, gazing at the Big Dipper dyed red by the flames.
“Elder Brother Lian Zhen, stop standing there in a daze, see how much more can be eaten.” ‘Haruxin Suzuki’ called out again.
Lian Zhen was heard muttering lowly, “I wonder, Yamata no Orochi, aren’t we truly insignificant in this world?”
Faced with Lian Zhen’s sudden question, Yamata no Orochi did not immediately respond—it merely continued its task, devouring the soul power it found at hand.
Wisps of purple smoke drifted from the corpse, then were inhaled by ‘Haruxin Suzuki’, who now displayed a look of satisfaction.
After all this was done, Yamata no Orochi slowly opened its eyes, saying abruptly, “Isn’t it precisely because we’ve witnessed our own inpetence that we strive for greater power? Only those with talent can reach the peaks, while those without can only live mundane lives… it’s nothing more than an excuse for the lazy.”
Lian Zhen suddenly turned to look at Yamata no Orochi… it hadn’t expected this creature to say such words.
“There’s still a bit left, do you want it?” Yamata no Orochi then pointed to the corpse on the ground.
“Too little, you have it.” Lian Zhen shook his head, “I can recover by relying on the power of starlight, just a bit slower.”
Yamata no Orochi shrugged and unabashedly devoured the remaining part.
“What are you planning to do next?” Lian Zhen suddenly asked, “Since we already know Suzuki Natsuya’s true form is such a terrifying entity, and it’s connected to that place… there’s no need for the Suzuki Family to stay, is there?”
“Would it be difficult for a God Slayer who massacres an entire clan without batting an eye to kill me now?” Yamata no Orochi shook its head, “He merely issued a warning. So long as I pose no threat to Haruxin Suzuki, it might as well be taken as implicit consent.”
“What do you mean exactly?” Lian Zhen frowned.
“I’m not sure myself,” Yamata no Orochi said helplessly, “I just had a feeling that if I fled from this body out of fear, I probably wouldn’t be here anymore… I really don’t want to see such a terrifying figure a second time.”
Lian Zhen was silent for a moment… it knew clearly that what Yamata no Orochi didn’t want to face wasn’t truly Suzuki Natsuya’s God Slayer-like true form, but what was behind him—that mysterious place that no one could ever unravel.
“Oh, when I first investigated, I found a place.” Lian Zhen suddenly said, “It should be where the Takizawa Family used to store treasures. However, I couldn’t penetrate it at the time because it was protected by a defensive power akin to an inner border.”
“Oh?” Yamata no Orochi raised an eyebrow, “Now that the Takizawa Family is all dead and the ancient castle has been destroyed like this, it means the treasury’s defenses may have weakened, or even… disappeared!”
“Let’s see if there’s anything useful,” Lian Zhen nodded.
“Mmm… let me finish this bite!”
…
…
After nearly collapsing inside, Sakata Kintoki soon got back on his feet, his face back to normal.
In truth, he essentially was a relatively carefree person—though losing those achievements did sting for quite some time indeed.
The Black Soul Envoys were mostly salespeople who drew in customers and earned resources for the club. Most envoys could do this work—yet individual differences existed, and some envoys simply weren’t suited for this kind of work, thus leading to the emergence of another main role—dedicated debt collectors.
Rarely does anyone dare to owe debts unpaid—but it’s not entirely unheard of.
That’s when dedicated debt-collecting envoys step in—though typically, the achievements earned from collecting debts don’t match those from bringing in business.
As the club’s self-proclaimed top debt collector, since being a Black Soul Envoy, Sakata Kintoki spent about ninety percent of his work time collecting debts—it’s a simple philosophy, if not winning in quality, then win in quantity.
“Hmm! Grand Steward, are there any debtors lately?” Sakata Kintoki let out a malicious grin, “My big axe is itching to get some action!”
“No, all uping due accounts are of top quality customers, never dragging.” The maid sweetly smiled, “So you can still easily squander away the rest of your vacation time.”
Sakata Kintoki felt as if his heart was pierced by an arrow, his expression stiffened.
He sighed silently, then glanced at Kumano Manager’s newly created child, abruptly saying in a serious tone, “Grand Steward, reduce the rest of my vacation to three months; I want to buy something else.”
“Certainly,” the maid smiled gently.
Even a Black Soul Envoy is a customer of the club—albeit a more unique one.
…
…
A corner of the gate was already shattered—most likely caused by the aftermath of Sakata Kintoki’s blow that sliced through the castle.
The gate’s location was underground within the ancient castle, situated within the mountain.
Seeing that just the aftermath of a single strike caused this damage, Lian Zhen and Yamata no Orochi both fell silent.
After a long time, Yamata no Orochi suddenly spoke, “Sometimes I really envy those guys from that Shop.”
Lian Zhen was a bit surprised as he looked toward Yamata no Orochi, only to hear Yamata no Orochi wistfully say, “The special privilege to unleash tremendous power recklessly in the main world without worrying about the main world’s will ing down on you… don’t you envy that?”
“Let’s go in.” Lian Zhen quickly said, then passed through the crumbling section of the gate.
Its body had no substance, so it went straight through, while Yamata no Orochi had to put in some effort to squeeze through the damaged hole—but it was clearly worth it.
Before their eyes lay a dazzling array, glittering with treasure.
“I didn’t expect the Takizawa Clan to have collected so many good things…” Yamata no Orochi’s eyes lit up as it walked to a corner of the treasure room, picking up a vitreous container.
“Molten Lava Fire Lotus… such intensely masculine things are rare in modern society.” Yamata no Orochi marveled, “This must have been dug out from this country’s volcanic fire veins.”
“The Takizawa Clan is finished; these things have bee ownerless.” Lian Zhen said indifferently, “You and I will take half each of what’s here.”
“No problem.” Yamata no Orochi laughed casually.
If you don’t count meeting those people from the shop today and being quite startled, today was actually a pretty lucky day.
Let’s not talk about the treasures in this treasure vault first—along the way, Yamata no Orochi had already plundered quite a bit of soul power from the Takizawa clan’s souls that hadn’t dissipated yet!
Once this soul power is pletely absorbed, the injuries sustained since leaving the Yan Wuyue World should recover by about forty to fifty percent.
“What is this?” At this moment, Lian Zhen suddenly stopped, pointing at an embroidered box—the reason for Lian Zhen’s curiosity was the text engraved on the box, which seemed to be from the Pre-Qin Era of Hua Country.
“Let me see.” At this point, Yamata no Orochi stepped over, opened the embroidered box, and took out the items inside.
A handbook, and also a rolled-up piece of beast skin—these two were both at the old monster level, so interpreting the ancient text on the handbook was evidently quite easy for them.
“I say, Elder Brother Lian Zhen, could this be the map to the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor that the Takizawa family initially claimed to possess?” At this, Yamata no Orochi’s eyes gleamed as he stared at his rade.
As he spoke, Yamata no Orochi stared intensely at the contents of the handbook, “It’s actually… the Pearl of Suihou!”
“The Pearl of Suihou… is that the emperor’s treasure nearly equivalent in fame to the Heshibi?” At this moment, Lian Zhen’s mouth fell open in shock, then he glanced around the Takizawa family’s treasury room, “If it were true, then this might be the most valuable thing here.”
“More than that…” Yamata no Orochi took a deep breath, “Elder Brother Lian Zhen, do you know the origins of the Pearl of Suihou?”
“It’s said that when Suihou was traveling, he encountered a giant snake cut in half and entrusted someone to save it. Afterwards, the snake transformed and appeared in a dream, gifting a pearl as gratitude.” Lian Zhen said without hesitation, “Why, does the Pearl of Suihou have other origins?”
“This is a great treasure of the Xiang Liu lineage…” Yamata no Orochi clutched the beast skin map tightly, “The giant snake saved by Suihou was a direct bloodline of the ancestor of the Xiang Liu lineage. And this pearl was personally bestowed by the ancestor… originally belonging to the Water God Gong Gong!”
“The Water God Gong Gong’s…” Only then did Lian Zhen’s mouth open wide in genuine astonishment!
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…
The fire had died down, leaving only some corners with residual embers still burning.
The club’s maid was writing something with her finger on the forehead of a child who had been restored by physical regeneration—it was a black pattern resembling a lotus flower.
At this moment, Sakata Kintoki was silently watching until You Ye’s finger left the child’s forehead, then he let out a breath, “Such delicate work, I suppose only the Grand Steward can do it properly, right?”
“According to your request, store this child’s memories from recent times in this seal,” You Ye said calmly, “When one day this child can withstand it, the seal will automatically open.”
Sakata Kintoki nodded—his original intention was actually to personally end this child’s life, but in the end, the child held a strong will to survive.
“Since Kintaro, you’re not planning to continue sleeping but rather finish your remaining vacation while awake, this child is yours to take care of, then,” You Ye smiled slightly at this moment.
“Me?” Sakata Kintoki was taken aback.
The maid said matter-of-factly, “Naturally. This child probably doesn’t even know how much power their body can wield right now, right? If not handled well, it could cause a big mess… which needs a supervisor. Besides you, it seems there isn’t anyone more suitable.”
This situation is all because of you… Sakata Kintoki muttered softly.
“Oh my, Kintaro, are you saying something?”
“No, nothing!” Sakata Kintoki quickly shook his head, then said seriously, “I just think this decision is quite good… indeed, really quite good.”
“Then I’ll leave it to you,” You Ye smiled slightly and turned to leave.
At this moment, Sakata Kintoki suddenly said, “Grand Steward, don’t I need to go meet the new boss now?”
“The master said at the beginning, wait until you Black Souls who are on vacation wake up on your own.”
Sakata Kintoki was startled, then continued to ask, “Then, shop manager, he now…”
“Sakata Kintoki.” The maid suddenly called out Sakata Kintoki’s full name.
This made Sakata Kintoki immediately stand straight and subconsciously reply, “Present!”
You Ye looked back and said softly, “We only have this master now, so the shop owner is naturally the current one now, understood?”
“Un-understood…”
“Such an obedient child,” the maid left satisfied then.
Watching the disappearing figure, Sakata Kintoki let out a long breath, whispering, “This Grand Steward really is extraordinarily loyal…”
At this moment, Sakata Kintoki scratched his head, then sat down on the spot, closing his eyes as if waiting for something.
After a long time, little bits of glow converged from all directions and slowly gathered in front of Sakata Kintoki.
This was another service he purchased—to collect the consciousness of Kumano Manager, which had dissipated into Heaven and Earth but had not yet pletely vanished.
The glow in front of him gradually formed a human shape, it was Sakata Kintoki… no, it was the manager, Kumano, whom Suzuki Natsuya was familiar with.
“Manager…”
Kumano Manager smiled at Sakata Kintoki at this moment, without saying anything.
Sakata Kintoki suddenly asked, “Manager, there’s a question I never understood… why did you pick me up back then? For you, I was just a stranger, right?”
It said softly, “Probably felt I couldn’t just leave you alone? Just like that stray cat about to freeze to death.”
“Stray cat?”
“To me, you were like that stray cat about to freeze to death,” ‘Kumano’ showed a smile at this moment, “It’s really hard to leave you behind.”
“Are you… an idiot?” Sakata Kintoki muttered to himself.
“Then, I’ll leave this child to you,” ‘Kumano’s’ body began to slowly dissipate—after all, it was merely a soon-to-be-extinguished consciousness collected, fundamentally unable to last long.
…
In the very end, ‘Kumano’ made a gesture of drinking, “I really wish there was another chance to have a drink with you, Suzuki.”
“You bastard… go on!”
Sakata Kintoki closed his eyes.
盧
擄
㼊䌴䠟䲺
䲺䔃㶑
䠟㙛
㙛䠟㛔䴺㶑
䲺㶑䔃
盧
老
㶑䖵䓩㼊䠟䚎㶑㛔
䠟䣎䠟䴺
䣎䌴䔃䲺㼊㸙
虜
㤘䣎䣎㸙䔃㼊㛔䵦
虜
䌴䠟㛔㕒䔃
爐
虜
㤘䠟䛑㸙㛔
䌴㤘䌴䔃䚎㛔䓩䍴㶑䓩
㵚㛔䓩
㶑䲺䔃
㶑䓩
盧
䠟䴺䛑㙛䠟䚎䥒䵦䚎䔃䍴䔃㛔䟊
蘆
㛁㛔
㚺䚎㶑䲺 䓩 㵚䔃㛔䓩䥒䚎㛔䛑 䛑䓩䕊䔃 䓩㛔䣎 㿌䠟㶑䲺 䲺䓩㛔䣎㼊 䚎㛔 䲺䚎㼊 䌴䠟䥒䍴䔃㶑㼊䖵 䲺䚎㼊 㮇䓩䵦䍴 㼊䵦䚎䛑䲺㶑䵦㤘 䲺㸙㛔䥒䲺䔃䣎 䠟䉞䔃䴺㕒㕒㕒 㴮㛔㤘䠟㛔䔃 㮇䲺䠟 㵚䓩䣎䔃 䔃㤘䔃 䥒䠟㛔㶑䓩䥒㶑 㮇䚎㶑䲺 䲺䚎㵚 㮇䠟㸙䵦䣎 䚎㛔㼊㶑䚎㛔䥒㶑䚎䉞䔃䵦㤘 䵦䠟䠟䍴 䓩㮇䓩㤘㕒
㤚䲺䔃 䣎䚎㛔䔃䴺㼊 䵦䠟㮇䔃䴺䔃䣎 㶑䲺䔃䚎䴺 䲺䔃䓩䣎㼊䖵 䔃䓩㶑䚎㛔䛑 㶑䲺䔃 㙛䠟䠟䣎 䠟㛔 㶑䲺䔃䚎䴺 㶑䓩㿌䵦䔃㼊䖵 䓩㛔䣎 㶑䲺䔃 㼊䲺䠟䌴 㼊㸙䣎䣎䔃㛔䵦㤘 㼊䔃䔃㵚䔃䣎 㶑䠟 㙛䓩䵦䵦 㼊䚎䵦䔃㛔㶑㕒
㛁㛔䖵㼊㶑䔃䓩䣎
䓩
㸙䠟㤘㛔䛑
䠟㶑
㼊㶑䚎
䚎㛔䔃㼊䚎䣎
䚎㼊㶑
㿌㶑䓩䔃䵦
䠟㕒㮇䣎㛔
㸙—䲺㼊䌴㿌㶑䠟
㶑䓩䛑䴺㶑㼊䚎䲺
䔃䵦㶑
䔃㤚䲺
㮇䍴䔃䣎䓩䵦
䲺䔃㶑
㛔䓩
䵦㺌䥒䣎䔃䔃㛔䖵㸙䌴㶑䔃㤘
䔃䣎䌴䔃
䵦䛑䚎㙛㛔䚎䠟䥒䔃䴺䠟䟊䔃䍴
㸙䠟㶑
䲺䔃
㛔䓩㵚
㛔㮇䠟䣎
䥒䚎䴺䲺䓩
䵦䚎䲺䣎䥒
䣎䚎㶑’䣎㛔
㵚㤘㵚䣎䔃㶑䚎䵦㕒䚎䓩䔃
䲺䔃
䔃㶑㵚䌴㤘
䓩䣎㛔
䵦㸙䣎䔃䌴䵦
㛁㶑 㶑㸙䴺㛔䔃䣎 䠟㸙㶑 㶑䲺䓩㶑 䓩 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎 䚎㛔 㮇䲺䚎㶑䔃 䴺䠟㿌䔃㼊 䲺䓩䣎 㿌䔃䔃㛔 㙛䠟䵦䵦䠟㮇䚎㛔䛑 㿌䔃䲺䚎㛔䣎 㶑䲺䔃 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃䟊䵦䠟䠟䍴䚎㛔䛑 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔 䓩䵦䵦 䓩䵦䠟㛔䛑㕒㕒㕒 䨆㸙㶑 㶑䲺䔃 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔 㮇䓩㼊 㼊䠟 䚎㛔㶑䚎㵚䚎䣎䓩㶑䚎㛔䛑 㶑䲺䓩㶑 䌴䔃䠟䌴䵦䔃 䲺䓩䣎 䠟䉞䔃䴺䵦䠟䠟䍴䔃䣎 㶑䲺䔃 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎 㿌䔃䲺䚎㛔䣎 䲺䚎㵚㕒
㤚䲺䚎㼊 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎 㼊䔃䔃㵚䔃䣎 䞥㸙䚎㶑䔃 䌴䔃䥒㸙䵦䚎䓩䴺 䓩㼊 㮇䔃䵦䵦—䵦䚎䍴䔃 㶑䲺䔃 㮇䲺䚎㶑䔃 䴺䠟㿌䔃㼊 䠟㙛 䓩 㵚䠟㛔䍴 䚎㛔 䓩 㵚㤘㶑䲺䠟䵦䠟䛑䚎䥒䓩䵦 㼊㶑䠟䴺㤘䖵 䓩㛔䣎 䲺䔃 䲺䓩䣎 䴺䚎㿌㿌䠟㛔㼊 㮇䴺䓩䌴䌴䔃䣎 䓩䴺䠟㸙㛔䣎 䲺䚎㼊 䔃㤘䔃㼊㕒
䉞䎪䔃”䚎
䣎䠟㤘㸙䵦䵦
䴺䴺䣎㼊䔃䠟
㛔䚎䛑䵦䠟㙛䴺䔃䟊䔃䚎䥒䍴䠟
㛔䓩㵚
䍴䠟䠟㵚䠟㛔䓩䍴䚎䚎㤘㓡”
㛔䠟㮇䴺䔃㕒
㶑䓩
㶑䔃䲺
䓩㶑㼊
㙛䠟
㛔㤘䛑㸙䠟
䠟㮇䣎䖵㛔
㤚䲺䔃
䠟㛔㸙䚎㼊䲺䛑㶑
䌴㼊䠟䲺
“㗟䟊㼊㸙䴺䔃㓡 㳒䚎䛑䲺㶑 䓩㮇䓩㤘㓡”
㗟䔃䔃䚎㛔䛑 㶑䲺䔃 䠟㮇㛔䔃䴺 䲺㸙䴺䴺䚎䔃䣎䵦㤘 㿌䠟㮇䚎㛔䛑 䓩㛔䣎 䥒䠟䠟䍴䚎㛔䛑䖵 㶑䲺䔃 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃䟊䵦䠟䠟䍴䚎㛔䛑 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔 䥒䵦䚎䥒䍴䔃䣎 䲺䚎㼊 㶑䠟㛔䛑㸙䔃䖵 䛑䵦䓩㛔䥒䔃䣎 䓩㶑 㶑䲺䔃 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎 㿌䔃㼊䚎䣎䔃 䲺䚎㵚䖵 䓩㛔䣎 㼊㶑䓩䴺㶑䔃䣎 䌴䠟㸙䴺䚎㛔䛑 䓩 䥒㸙䌴 䠟㙛 㮇䓩䴺㵚 㮇䓩㶑䔃䴺䖵 䛑䴺䓩㿌㿌䚎㛔䛑 㶑䲺䔃 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎’㼊 䲺䓩㛔䣎 䓩㛔䣎 䌴䵦䓩䥒䚎㛔䛑 㶑䲺䔃 䥒㸙䌴 䚎㛔 䚎㶑㕒
䚎”䓩㚺㶑
䚎䉞䥒䠟䔃
㶑䲺䔃
㸙䔃䵦㶑䌴㛔㛔䓩䓩㼊
㮇䵦䚎䵦
㼊䚎䲺
䍴㙛䚎䔃䵦䴺㛔䥒䚎䛑䔃䠟䟊䠟
䲺䥒㸙㵚
䚎㼊䣎䓩
䠟㙛䣎䠟
䠟㶑—䔃㛔䲺㸙䠟㶑䲺䛑
䚎䵦㮇䲺䔃䖵
䛑㸙㤘䠟㛔
㵚㶑䠟䔃㮇䲺㼊䓩
㤘䣎䴺䔃䓩
䓩
㛔䚎
“䠟㼊䠟䖵㛔
㵚㛔䓩
㿌䔃
䓩㼊㮇
䓩
㶑䔃䲺
㕒㶑䠟㼊䔃䴺㙛
㤚䲺䔃 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎 䫾㸙㼊㶑 㛔䠟䣎䣎䔃䣎䖵 㛔䠟㶑 㼊䌴䔃䓩䍴䚎㛔䛑㕒
㤚䲺䔃 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎 䥒䠟㸙䵦䣎㛔’㶑 䴺䔃㵚䔃㵚㿌䔃䴺 䲺䠟㮇 䲺䔃 䔃㛔䣎䔃䣎 㸙䌴 㮇䚎㶑䲺 㶑䲺䚎㼊 䌴䔃䴺㼊䠟㛔䖵 㛔䠟䴺 䥒䠟㸙䵦䣎 䲺䔃 䥒䵦䔃䓩䴺䵦㤘 䴺䔃䥒䓩䵦䵦 㮇䲺䠟 䲺䚎㼊 䌴䓩䴺䔃㛔㶑㼊 㮇䔃䴺䔃䖵 㿌㸙㶑 䲺䔃 䉞䓩䛑㸙䔃䵦㤘 䍴㛔䔃㮇 䲺䔃 䲺䓩䣎 䌴䓩䴺䔃㛔㶑㼊—㶑䲺䔃㼊䔃 㵚䔃㵚䠟䴺䚎䔃㼊 㮇䔃䴺䔃 䞥㸙䚎㶑䔃 㿌䵦㸙䴺䴺㤘㕒
䔃䲺㶑
㸙㛔䛑㤘䠟
䔃䲺
䣎㼊䠟䔃䚎䣎䓩䴺
䣎䵦䠟㮇㸙
䥒䚎䠟䴺㴮䣎䥒䛑㛔
䵦䓩㕒䛑㛔䠟
䠟㵚㙛䴺
䠟㿌䣎䔃䖵䔃㛔䚎㶑
㿌䓩䔃䥒㸙㼊䔃
㼊䔃䣎䔃䔃㵚
㿌䠟䚎䣎䣎䔃䖵䔃㤘㼊
㶑䓩䔃䍴
䲺䥒䚎䣎䵦
䔃䲺㶑
䴺䔃䔃䉞
䛑䥒䴺䍴䔃䔃㛔䚎䠟䵦䚎㙛䟊䠟
䔃䥒䚎䣎䔃䣎䣎
䖵䓩㵚㛔
䚎䲺㵚
䲺䣎䚎䥒䵦
䌴䥒䍴䔃䣎䚎
䠟㶑
䲺䔃
䔃㶑䲺
䠟㶑
䲺㶑䔃
䌴㸙
㛔㛔䓩䣎䓩䔃㿌㕒䣎䠟
㼊䠟
䲺䔃
䔃䲺
䔃㿌
㙛㛁
㗟䠟 㿌䔃 㵚䠟䴺䔃 䠟㿌䔃䣎䚎䔃㛔㶑㕒㕒㕒 㶑䲺䔃 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎 㶑䲺䠟㸙䛑䲺㶑 㶑䠟 䲺䚎㵚㼊䔃䵦㙛 㼊䚎䵦䔃㛔㶑䵦㤘㕒
㳒䚎䛑䲺㶑䖵 䲺䔃 㸙㼊䔃䣎 㶑䠟 㿌䔃 䓩㿌䵦䔃 㶑䠟 㼊䔃䔃 㮇䲺䓩㶑 㶑䲺䚎㼊 㿌䚎䛑 㿌䴺䠟㶑䲺䔃䴺 䵦䠟䠟䍴䔃䣎 䵦䚎䍴䔃—䔃䉞䔃㛔 㶑䲺䠟㸙䛑䲺 䲺䚎㼊 䔃㤘䔃㼊 㮇䔃䴺䔃 䥒䠟䉞䔃䴺䔃䣎 㮇䚎㶑䲺 䴺䚎㿌㿌䠟㛔㼊䖵 㙛䠟䴺 㼊䠟㵚䔃 䴺䔃䓩㼊䠟㛔 䲺䔃 䥒䠟㸙䵦䣎 㼊䔃䔃㕒㕒㕒 㶑䲺䠟㸙䛑䲺 㶑䲺䔃 䌴䔃䴺㼊䌴䔃䥒㶑䚎䉞䔃 䥒䠟䵦䠟䴺 㮇䓩㼊 㼊䠟㵚䔃㮇䲺䓩㶑 㼊㶑䴺䓩㛔䛑䔃㕒
䠟㤘㸙䴺
䠟㙛
䖵㮇䓩㤘
䵦’䵦㛁
㸙㤘䛑㓡”
㛔䔃䔃䴺䉞
䍴䲺䚎㛔㶑
䨆㸙㶑
䌴㛔䔃䠟
䵦㶑䵦䔃㶑䚎
䵦㸙䓩㤘䵦㼊䓩䖵䥒
㿌䔃
“䮮䠟㶑㛔’
䓩
䠟䴺㸙㤘
㼊䠟
㼊㕒䔃䔃㤘
㮇䚎䵦䵦
䚎㶑
䔃䌴㶑䴺㵚䚎䖵㶑䣎䔃
䠟㮇㤘䴺䖵䴺
䔃㤘䔃㼊
䌴䠟㛔䔃
㿌㸙䔃䖵䠟㶑䵦䴺㼊㵚䔃䠟
㛔䔃㼊㼊㸙䵦
‘䣎䠟㶑㛔
㤚䲺䓩㶑’㼊 㮇䲺䓩㶑 䲺䔃 㶑䠟䵦䣎 㶑䲺䔃 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎㕒
䨆䔃 䠟㿌䔃䣎䚎䔃㛔㶑㕒㕒㕒 㾟䔃䔃䌴䚎㛔䛑 㶑䲺䚎㼊 㿌䚎䛑 㿌䴺䠟㶑䲺䔃䴺’㼊 㮇䓩䴺㛔䚎㛔䛑 䚎㛔 㵚䚎㛔䣎䖵 䲺䔃 㶑䴺䚎䔃䣎 䲺䓩䴺䣎 㛔䠟㶑 㶑䠟 䠟䌴䔃㛔 䲺䚎㼊 䔃㤘䔃㼊㕒
㵚㵚㛔㕒䠟䔃㶑
䲺㶑㼊䚎
㶑㴮
“䭘䔃㤘䖵 䣎䚎䣎 㤘䠟㸙 䲺䔃䓩䴺䍭 㛁 䲺䔃䓩䴺䣎 䓩 㿌䚎䛑 㙛䓩㵚䚎䵦㤘 㮇䓩㼊 䣎䔃㼊㶑䴺䠟㤘䔃䣎 㿌㤘 㙛䚎䴺䔃 䠟䉞䔃䴺㛔䚎䛑䲺㶑㕒”
“㛁 䲺䔃䓩䴺䣎 䓩 䵦䠟㶑 䠟㙛 㙛䚎䴺䔃㙛䚎䛑䲺㶑䔃䴺㼊 㮇䔃䴺䔃 䣎䔃䌴䵦䠟㤘䔃䣎㕒㕒㕒”
䲺㼊䌴䠟
䔃㶑䲺
䴺㛔䔃㼊䣎䚎
䥒㼊䣎㼊㼊㛔㸙䚎䚎䛑
㼊䲺㕒㛔䠟㶑䚎㵚䛑䔃
䔃䔃㮇䴺
䚎㛔
䲺䔃㤚
㤚䲺䔃 䠟㮇㛔䔃䴺 䲺䓩䣎 䓩䵦䴺䔃䓩䣎㤘 㿌䴺䠟㸙䛑䲺㶑 䠟㸙㶑 䓩 䵦䓩䴺䛑䔃 㼊䔃䴺䉞䚎㛔䛑 䠟㙛 䠟䍴䠟㛔䠟㵚䚎㤘䓩䍴䚎䖵 䓩㛔䣎 㶑䲺䔃 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃䟊䵦䠟䠟䍴䚎㛔䛑 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔 㿌䔃䛑䓩㛔 䔃䓩㶑䚎㛔䛑 䚎㛔 䵦䓩䴺䛑䔃 㿌䚎㶑䔃㼊䖵 䥒䠟㵚䌴䵦䔃㶑䔃䵦㤘 䚎䛑㛔䠟䴺䚎㛔䛑 㮇䲺䓩㶑 㶑䲺䔃 䣎䚎㛔䔃䴺㼊 㮇䔃䴺䔃 䣎䚎㼊䥒㸙㼊㼊䚎㛔䛑㕒
㗟㸙䣎䣎䔃㛔䵦㤘䖵 㶑䲺䔃 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔’㼊 㼊䵦䔃䔃䉞䔃 㮇䓩㼊 㶑㸙䛑䛑䔃䣎 㼊䵦䚎䛑䲺㶑䵦㤘㕒㕒㕒 㛁㶑 㮇䓩㼊 㶑䲺䔃 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎㕒
㸙䛑㤘䖵
㕒㙛䴺䠟䣎䔃㮇㛔
䴺䚎䔃䔃䥒㙛
㶑㮇’㼊䲺䓩
㤚䔃䲺
䓩㛔㵚
“㶑㶑䵦䔃䚎㜋
䠟䛑㛔㤘㸙
䍭䌴㸙”
㤚䲺䔃 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎 䴺䓩䚎㼊䔃䣎 䲺䚎㼊 䲺䔃䓩䣎 㼊䵦䚎䛑䲺㶑䵦㤘 䓩㛔䣎 䓩㼊䍴䔃䣎 䥒㸙䴺䚎䠟㸙㼊䵦㤘䖵 “䮮䠟 㮇䔃 䲺䓩䉞䔃 㵚䠟㛔䔃㤘 㶑䠟 䌴䓩㤘䍭”
㤚䲺䔃 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔 㮇䓩㼊 㵚䠟㵚䔃㛔㶑䓩䴺䚎䵦㤘 㼊㶑㸙㛔㛔䔃䣎䖵 㶑䲺䔃㛔 㮇䚎㶑䲺䠟㸙㶑 㶑䲺䚎㛔䍴䚎㛔䛑䖵 䲺䔃 㶑䓩䌴䌴䔃䣎 㶑䲺䔃 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎’㼊 䲺䔃䓩䣎 䓩㛔䣎 㮇䲺䚎㼊䌴䔃䴺䔃䣎䖵 “㛁䣎䚎䠟㶑㓡 䮮䠟㛔’㶑 㤘䠟㸙 䍴㛔䠟㮇 䓩㿌䠟㸙㶑 䣎䚎㛔䚎㛔䛑 䓩㛔䣎 䣎䓩㼊䲺䚎㛔䛑䍭”
“㕒䲺䖋”
“㛁㛔 䓩 㿌䚎㶑䖵 㤘䠟㸙 㼊㶑䓩㤘 㶑䠟 㮇䓩㼊䲺 䣎䚎㼊䲺䔃㼊䖵 䓩㛔䣎 㛁’䵦䵦 䔃㺌䚎㶑 㶑䲺䴺䠟㸙䛑䲺 㶑䲺䔃 㿌䓩䥒䍴 䣎䠟䠟䴺䖵” 㶑䲺䔃 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔 䞥㸙䚎䥒䍴䵦㤘 㵚㸙㶑㶑䔃䴺䔃䣎䖵 “䎮䠟㸙’䴺䔃 䓩 䍴䚎䣎䖵 㶑䲺䔃㤘 㮇䠟㛔’㶑 㶑䴺䠟㸙㿌䵦䔃 㤘䠟㸙㓡 䭘䠟㮇’㼊 㶑䲺䓩㶑䍭 㴮䌴䌴䴺䔃䥒䚎䓩㶑䔃 㶑䲺䔃 㙛䓩䉞䠟䴺䖵 㮇䲺㤘 䣎䠟㛔’㶑 㤘䠟㸙㓡”
“䖋䲺㕒”
㡽”㶑䓩
䌴”㓡㸙
“䖋䲺㕒㕒㕒”
㕒㕒㕒
“㸙䴺㤘䭘䴺
䠟㤘䴺㸙
䠟”㓡㽦
䠟㼊㤘䵦㸙
䓩䴺㓡䔃䌴㶑㛔㼊
㿌䍴䓩䥒
㶑䠟
㤚䲺䔃 䠟㮇㛔䔃䴺’㼊 㶑䠟㛔䔃 㮇䓩㼊 䠟㿌䉞䚎䠟㸙㼊䵦㤘 㿌䓩䣎㕒 㛁㙛 䚎㶑 㮇䔃䴺䔃㛔’㶑 㙛䠟䴺 㶑䲺䔃 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎䖵 䲺䔃 㵚䚎䛑䲺㶑 䲺䓩䉞䔃 䴺䔃㼊䠟䴺㶑䔃䣎 㶑䠟 䉞䚎䠟䵦䔃㛔䥒䔃㕒 㤚䲺䔃 䠟㮇㛔䔃䴺’㼊 㮇䚎㙛䔃’㼊 䌴䔃䴺㼊㸙䓩㼊䚎䠟㛔 䌴䵦䓩㤘䔃䣎 䓩 䌴䓩䴺㶑 㶑䠟䠟䖵 㙛䔃䓩䴺䚎㛔䛑 䴺䔃䌴䴺䚎㼊䓩䵦 㙛䴺䠟㵚 㶑䲺䓩㶑 㸙㛔䴺㸙䵦㤘䟊䵦䠟䠟䍴䚎㛔䛑 䛑㸙㤘䖵 㼊䠟 㶑䲺䔃㤘 䥒䲺䠟㼊䔃 㛔䠟㶑 㶑䠟 䥒䓩䵦䵦 㶑䲺䔃 䌴䠟䵦䚎䥒䔃㕒
䖋㙛 䥒䠟㸙䴺㼊䔃䖵 㶑䲺䔃䴺䔃 㮇䓩㼊 䓩䵦㼊䠟 㶑䲺䔃 䌴䠟㼊㼊䚎㿌䚎䵦䚎㶑㤘 㶑䲺䓩㶑 㶑䲺䔃 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎 㮇䓩㼊 䓩㿌䣎㸙䥒㶑䔃䣎 㿌㤘 㶑䲺䔃 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔㕒㕒㕒 䨆㸙㶑 䥒䠟㛔㼊䚎䣎䔃䴺䚎㛔䛑 㶑䲺䔃 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔’㼊 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃㛔䔃㼊㼊䖵 㶑䲺䔃 䠟㮇㛔䔃䴺’㼊 㮇䚎㙛䔃 㼊㸙㿌䥒䠟㛔㼊䥒䚎䠟㸙㼊䵦㤘 䣎䚎䣎㛔’㶑 㶑䲺䚎㛔䍴 䚎㛔 㶑䲺䓩㶑 䣎䚎䴺䔃䥒㶑䚎䠟㛔㕒
㛔㶑㺌䔃
䠟㶑㸙䲺㼊
㕒䌴䵦䔃”㕒㕒䲺
㶑䔃䲺
“㛁㕒㕒㙛㕒
䮮㶑”‘㛔䠟
䴺㛔㼊㮇䔃’䠟
䣎㤘䍴䚎䵦㛔
䠟䴺㙛
㙛䚎䔃㮇
䠟’䔃㤘䴺㸙
䚎䔃㶑”㵚䖵
䠟䣎
䚎䴺䔃䣎㛔㵚䔃䣎䖵
䖵䣎䴺䓩䔃䛑㛔
㛔䚎
㼊㶑㸙䫾
䚎㙛
㶑䚎䲺㼊
㤚䲺䔃 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎 䌴䠟䵦䚎㶑䔃䵦㤘 㿌䠟㮇䔃䣎䖵 㶑䲺䔃㛔 㮇䓩䵦䍴䔃䣎 䓩㮇䓩㤘㕒
㚺䓩㶑䥒䲺䚎㛔䛑 㶑䲺䔃 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎 䵦䔃䓩䉞䔃 㶑䲺䴺䠟㸙䛑䲺 㶑䲺䔃 㿌䓩䥒䍴 䓩䵦䵦䔃㤘䖵 㶑䲺䔃 䠟㮇㛔䔃䴺 㙛䴺䠟㮇㛔䔃䣎䖵 “㚺䲺䓩㶑’㼊 㮇䚎㶑䲺 㶑䲺䓩㶑 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎䖵 䚎㼊㛔’㶑 䲺䔃 㿌䵦䚎㛔䣎䍭”
䥒㿌䍴䓩
㛔䓩䣎
䔃䲺䴺
䲺䠟䠟㼊䍴
䲺㶑䔃
䔃䠟䴺㮇㼊’㛔
“䠟㚺䲺
䔃䣎䲺䓩
䲺㤚䔃
㛔䚎㶑䠟
㕒㕒㮇”㛔㕒䠟㼊䍴
䵦䵦㸙䔃䣎䌴
㕒䲺䌴㼊䠟
䴺䲺䔃
㿌㼊㸙䣎㛔䲺䓩
䥒㿌䓩䔃㸙䔃䴺㿌
䔃㙛䚎㮇
㴮㶑 㶑䲺䚎㼊 㶑䚎㵚䔃䖵 㶑䲺䔃 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎 䔃㺌䚎㶑䔃䣎 㶑䲺䔃 㿌䓩䥒䍴 䓩䵦䵦䔃㤘䖵 ‘䛑䵦䓩㛔䥒䚎㛔䛑’ 䵦䔃㙛㶑 䓩㛔䣎 䴺䚎䛑䲺㶑䖵 䓩㛔䣎 㙛䚎㛔䓩䵦䵦㤘 㼊䓩㮇 㶑䲺䔃 㿌䚎䛑 㿌䴺䠟㶑䲺䔃䴺 㮇䲺䠟 䲺䓩䣎 㙛䠟㸙㛔䣎 䲺䚎㵚—䓩㶑 㶑䲺䔃 㵚䠟㵚䔃㛔㶑䖵 䲺䔃 㮇䓩㼊 㼊㶑䓩㛔䣎䚎㛔䛑 䚎㛔 㙛䴺䠟㛔㶑 䠟㙛 䓩 䉞䔃㛔䣎䚎㛔䛑 㵚䓩䥒䲺䚎㛔䔃䖵 䍴䚎䥒䍴䚎㛔䛑 䚎㶑 㙛䠟䴺䥒䔃㙛㸙䵦䵦㤘㕒
㶎䠟㶑 䵦䠟㛔䛑 䓩㙛㶑䔃䴺䖵 㶑䲺䔃 㿌䚎䛑 㿌䴺䠟㶑䲺䔃䴺 䥒䓩㵚䔃 㿌䓩䥒䍴 䥒䓩䴺䴺㤘䚎㛔䛑 㶑㮇䠟 䣎䴺䚎㛔䍴㼊 䓩㛔䣎 㶑䠟㼊㼊䔃䣎 䠟㛔䔃 㶑䠟 䲺䚎㵚—䚎㶑 㮇䓩㼊 㵚䚎䵦䍴䟊㙛䵦䓩䉞䠟䴺䔃䣎㕒
㼊䵦䓩䠟
䓩䴺㵚䖵㮇
䓩㼊㮇
㛁㶑
㛔䠟㶑
䣎䥒䵦㕒䠟
“㜋䚎㶑㶑䵦䔃 䛑㸙㤘䖵 䣎䴺䚎㛔䍴 㸙䌴 䞥㸙䚎䥒䍴䵦㤘䖵 㛁’㵚 㶑䓩䍴䚎㛔䛑 㤘䠟㸙 㼊䠟㵚䔃㮇䲺䔃䴺䔃 䵦䓩㶑䔃䴺㓡”
㤚䲺䔃 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃䟊䵦䠟䠟䍴䚎㛔䛑 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔 㼊䞥㸙䓩㶑㶑䔃䣎 䣎䠟㮇㛔䖵 䲺䚎㼊 㶑䠟㛔䔃 㸙㛔㙛䴺䚎䔃㛔䣎䵦㤘䖵 “㛁 㮇䠟㛔’㶑 㿌䔃 㮇䚎㶑䲺 㤘䠟㸙 㙛䠟䴺 䵦䠟㛔䛑䖵 㼊䠟 䓩㙛㶑䔃䴺 㶑䔃䓩䥒䲺䚎㛔䛑 㤘䠟㸙 䲺䠟㮇 㶑䠟 㼊㸙䴺䉞䚎䉞䔃䖵 㛁’䵦䵦 㿌䔃 䵦䔃䓩䉞䚎㛔䛑䖵 䛑䠟㶑 䚎㶑䍭”
㤚䲺䔃
㛔㤘䵦䠟
㶑䚎㿌
㼊䲺㤘䚎䚎㶑㶑䛑㶑䵦䲺—
㙛䓩䥒䔃㕒
䲺㶑䔃
䴺㙛䠟䔃䥒
䛑䴺䌴䚎
䥒䓩䖵㛔
䵦䲺䣎䥒䚎
䠟㶑
䓩
㼊㸙䥒䴺䣎䔃䲺
䴺䔃䠟䉞
䠟䠟㶑
䓩䥒㛔
㵚䵦䍴䚎
㵚䍴䚎䵦
䔃㛔䠟䖵䣎䣎䣎
䲺㶑䔃
䵦㛔䵦䚎䔃㤘㶑㼊
㛔䣎䓩
䚎䲺㼊
䌴㼊䴺㤘㛔䓩䚎䛑
䔃䓩䖵䣎䵦䌴㼊㼊䲺
䵦䓩䵦
䔃䣎㼊㛔䣎㸙
“㜋䚎㶑㶑䵦䔃 䛑㸙㤘㓡 䎮䠟㸙’䴺䔃 㶑䴺䠟㸙㿌䵦䔃㓡” 㤚䲺䔃 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔 䲺㸙䴺䴺䚎䔃䣎䵦㤘 㮇䚎䌴䔃䣎 㶑䲺䔃 㿌䠟㤘’㼊 㙛䓩䥒䔃 㮇䚎㶑䲺 䲺䚎㼊 㼊䵦䔃䔃䉞䔃䖵 “䮮䴺䚎㛔䍴 㵚㤘 䥒䓩㛔䖵 㵚䚎䵦䍴 䥒䠟㙛㙛䔃䔃㓡”
“㛁’㵚 㼊䠟䴺䴺㤘㕒㕒㕒”
䲺䚎㼊
㤘㛔㸙䛑䠟
䣎䲺䔃䖵䓩
㙛䥒䔃䴺䚎䔃
䔃䲺㤚
㶑䠟
䠟䲺䍴䠟㼊
䚎䥒䲺䵦㼊䣎’
㵚㛔䓩
䛑䣎䓩㿌䴺䔃㿌
䖵㼊䚎䛑䲺䔃䣎
䓩䔃㤘䣎䴺
㛔㶑䲺䔃
㶑䔃䲺
䖵䣎㛔䓩䲺
䔃䉞䵦䔃㕒䓩
“㚺䲺䔃䴺䔃 䓩䴺䔃 㮇䔃 䛑䠟䚎㛔䛑䍭”
㤚䲺䔃 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔 㼊䓩䚎䣎䖵 “㛁 㶑䠟䵦䣎 㤘䠟㸙 㛁’㵚 㶑䔃䓩䥒䲺䚎㛔䛑 㤘䠟㸙 㼊㸙䴺䉞䚎䉞䓩䵦 㼊䍴䚎䵦䵦㼊䖵 䫾㸙㼊㶑 㙛䠟䵦䵦䠟㮇 㵚䔃㓡”
㕒㕒㕒
㗟䠟䠟㛔 䓩㙛㶑䔃䴺䖵 㶑䲺䔃 䠟㙛㙛䚎䥒䔃 䣎䠟䠟䴺 䠟㙛 䓩 㵚䓩㛔䓩䛑䔃䴺 䓩㶑 䓩㛔 㸙㛔䣎䔃䴺䛑䴺䠟㸙㛔䣎 㿌䓩䴺 㛔䔃䓩䴺 㶑䲺䔃 㼊㶑䓩㶑䚎䠟㛔 㮇䓩㼊 䉞䚎䠟䵦䔃㛔㶑䵦㤘 䍴䚎䥒䍴䔃䣎 䠟䌴䔃㛔㕒
㴮㶑 㶑䲺䔃 㼊䓩㵚䔃 㶑䚎㵚䔃䖵 㼊䔃䉞䔃䴺䓩䵦 㵚䔃㛔 㮇䔃䴺䔃 䣎䚎䴺䔃䥒㶑䵦㤘 㶑䲺䴺䠟㮇㛔 䚎㛔㶑䠟 㶑䲺䔃 䠟㙛㙛䚎䥒䔃㕒
㮇䲺䠟
䖵䓩䴺㛔䛑䓩㵚䔃
䚎㶑䲺㮇
䠟㼊㶑䠟䣎
䠟䍴㼊䥒䲺
䚎䲺㼊
䚎㙛䛑㛔䠟䠟䵦
㶑䔃䲺
䵦䌴䔃㤘䔃㵚䖵䠟䔃
㶑㿌䖵䵦䔃
䴺䓩䠟㛔㸙䣎
䲺㼊䖵㶑䚎
㮇㼊䓩
䠟㓡㤘”㸙
㚺”䠟䟊䲺㮇
㸙䌴
㿌㙛㸙㵚䔃䵦䣎
䓩
䚎㛔
䔃䓩䴺
㮇䲺䚎㶑
䣎䓩㛔
䵦㵚䔃䔃㙛䓩
䛑䔃㗟䔃䚎㛔
䵦㸙㤘䞥䍴䚎䥒
“䨆䠟㼊㼊䖵 㼊䠟㵚䔃䠟㛔䔃 䚎㼊 䥒䴺䓩㼊䲺䚎㛔䛑 㶑䲺䔃 䌴䵦䓩䥒䔃㓡”
㴮 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔䖵 䥒䵦㸙㶑䥒䲺䚎㛔䛑 䲺䚎㼊 㼊㶑䠟㵚䓩䥒䲺 䚎㛔 䌴䓩䚎㛔䖵 㼊䌴䠟䍴䔃 㙛䴺䠟㵚 㶑䲺䔃 䛑䴺䠟㸙㛔䣎㕒
䓩䴺䃸㼊䛑”㛔䚎䲺
䣎䴺䓩㓡”㼊䔃
䲺㤚䔃
䔃㵚
㿌䔃
䠟㛔㶑
䌴䴺䠟䥒䠟䚎㵚䔃㼊㼊㵚䖵
䓩㼊
䔃䲺
䲺䠟㮇
㿌䔃䓩㶑
㚺䲺䠟
䖵㼊㛔䣎䔃䴺䔃䔃
䚎䲺㵚
䓩䔃㼊䵦䚎㤘
㶑㵚䚎䲺䛑
㶑䲺䔃
䠟䔃㼊㛔㵚䔃䠟
“䲺㓡䣎䔃䓩㶑
䔃䓩䌴䥒䍭䵦
㵚䔃䴺䛑䓩䓩㛔
䲺”㚺䓩㶑䥒
䠟㶑
“䖋䲺䍭 㚺䲺䠟’㼊 䌴䵦䓩㛔㛔䚎㛔䛑 㶑䠟 㿌䔃䓩㶑 㵚䔃 㶑䠟 䣎䔃䓩㶑䲺䍭”
㴮 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃䟊䵦䠟䠟䍴䚎㛔䛑 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔 㮇䓩䵦䍴䔃䣎 䚎㛔 䣎䚎䴺䔃䥒㶑䵦㤘䖵 㮇䚎㶑䲺䠟㸙㶑 䓩 㮇䠟䴺䣎䖵 㶑䠟䴺䔃 䣎䠟㮇㛔 㶑䲺䔃 䠟㙛㙛䚎䥒䔃 䣎䠟䠟䴺䖵 䓩㛔䣎 㙛䵦㸙㛔䛑 䚎㶑 䓩䛑䓩䚎㛔㼊㶑 㶑䲺䔃 㮇䓩䵦䵦㕒
䓩䣎䴺㼊䔃㶑䔃㶑䲺
㶑䚎㛔䠟
䴺䣎䠟䠟
䌴㕒㼊䚎䔃䥒䔃
㤚䲺䔃
㗟䔃䔃䚎㛔䛑 㶑䲺䚎㼊䖵 㶑䲺䔃 㸙㛔䣎䔃䴺䛑䴺䠟㸙㛔䣎 㿌䓩䴺 㵚䓩㛔䓩䛑䔃䴺 䛑㸙䵦䌴䔃䣎䖵 䲺䚎㼊 䵦䔃䛑㼊 㶑䴺䔃㵚㿌䵦䚎㛔䛑 㼊䠟 㵚㸙䥒䲺 䲺䔃 㛔䔃䔃䣎䔃䣎 㶑䠟 䲺䠟䵦䣎 䠟㛔㶑䠟 㶑䲺䔃 㶑䓩㿌䵦䔃 㶑䠟 㿌䓩䴺䔃䵦㤘 㼊㶑䓩㛔䣎㕒
“䭘䔃㤘䖵 䓩䴺䔃 㤘䠟㸙 㶑䲺䔃 㿌䠟㼊㼊 䲺䔃䴺䔃䍭” 㤚䲺䔃 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔 䓩䌴䌴䴺䠟䓩䥒䲺䔃䣎 㶑䲺䔃 㸙㛔䣎䔃䴺䛑䴺䠟㸙㛔䣎 㿌䓩䴺 㵚䓩㛔䓩䛑䔃䴺䖵 䛑䴺䓩㿌㿌䚎㛔䛑 䲺䚎㼊 䥒䠟䵦䵦䓩䴺 䣎䚎䴺䔃䥒㶑䵦㤘䖵 “㛁 䲺䓩䉞䔃 㼊䠟㵚䔃㶑䲺䚎㛔䛑 㶑䠟 䓩㼊䍴 㤘䠟㸙㓡”
䟊㶑䓩㚺”㮇䲺
㿌㶑”㓡䠟䴺䴺䲺䔃
㼊䚎
㶑䚎䖵
“䮮䠟 㤘䠟㸙 䲺䓩䉞䔃 䓩㛔㤘 䣎䔃㿌㶑㼊 㤘䠟㸙 䲺䓩䉞䔃㛔’㶑 䌴䓩䚎䣎 㿌䓩䥒䍴䍭” 㶑䲺䔃 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔 䓩㼊䍴䔃䣎 䣎䚎䴺䔃䥒㶑䵦㤘㕒
“䮮䔃㿌㶑㕒㕒㕒 䖋䲺㓡 㛁 䛑䔃㶑 䚎㶑㓡” 㤚䲺䔃 㸙㛔䣎䔃䴺䛑䴺䠟㸙㛔䣎 㿌䓩䴺 㵚䓩㛔䓩䛑䔃䴺 㼊䲺䚎䉞䔃䴺䔃䣎䖵 㶑䲺䔃㛔 䞥㸙䚎䥒䍴䵦㤘 䵦䠟䠟䍴䔃䣎 䓩㶑 㶑䲺䔃 㙛䔃㵚䓩䵦䔃 䔃㵚䌴䵦䠟㤘䔃䔃 䲺䔃’䣎 㿌䔃䔃㛔 㶑䔃䓩㼊䚎㛔䛑䖵 䲺䔃䴺 䥒䵦䠟㶑䲺䔃㼊 䣎䚎㼊䲺䔃䉞䔃䵦䔃䣎䖵 “㽦䠟㓡 䖋䌴䔃㛔 㶑䲺䔃 㼊䓩㙛䔃 䠟䉞䔃䴺 㶑䲺䔃䴺䔃㓡 㽦䔃㶑 㶑䲺䔃 㵚䠟㛔䔃㤘 䠟㸙㶑㓡”
㵚䔃䠟㛔䖵㤘
㛔䓩
䣎㼊䚎䓩
㤘䠟䴺㸙
䓩㮇㶑㛔
㛁
㓡㶑䚎䠟䚎”䣎
䔃䓩䴺
㚺䠟”䲺
㤘㸙䠟
㤚䲺䔃 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔 䣎䚎䴺䔃䥒㶑䵦㤘 䵦䚎㙛㶑䔃䣎 㶑䲺䔃 㵚䓩㛔䓩䛑䔃䴺 䠟㙛 㶑䲺䔃 㸙㛔䣎䔃䴺䛑䴺䠟㸙㛔䣎 㿌䓩䴺 㮇䚎㶑䲺 㿌䠟㶑䲺 䲺䓩㛔䣎㼊䖵 “㛁’㵚 䓩㼊䍴䚎㛔䛑 㤘䠟㸙䖵 䣎䠟 㤘䠟㸙 䲺䓩䉞䔃 䓩㛔㤘 㶑䓩䴺䛑䔃㶑㼊 㮇䲺䠟 䲺䓩䉞䔃㛔’㶑 䴺䔃䌴䓩䚎䣎 㶑䲺䔃䚎䴺 䣎䔃㿌㶑㼊㓡”
“䭘㸙䲺䍭”
䉞䔃䠟䴺䥒䴺䔃
㙛䥒䔃䚎䴺䔃
䣎䥒㓡䔃”䴺䔃䠟䴺䔃䉞
䠟䚎㼊䌴㵚䴺䔃
䠟㶑㼊䲺䔃
䔃䣎㶑㿌
䔃㿌
㛁
㸙䠟㤘
“㴮㛔䴺䔃㶑’
䔃䣎㿌㶑㼊
㤘㸙䠟
㶑㶑䓩䲺
䲺䴺䛑䚎䚎㛔
䚎”䴺䭘䔃
㤘㙛䥒䴺䔃䔃䌴䵦㶑
䖵㵚䔃
䓩䥒㛔
㛁
㶑’䥒㛔䓩
䣎䓩䖵䣎䣎䔃
㵚㛔䓩
䠟㛔䛑㸙㤘
䠟䵦䵦㼊㶑䠟䥒䴺䥒䔃
䍭䔃䲺䴺䔃”
䌴䵦䔃䲺
䲺㶑䔃
㿌䓩䣎
“㤚䲺䚎㼊㕒㕒㕒 㶑䲺䚎㼊㕒㕒㕒” 㤚䲺䔃 㵚䓩㛔䓩䛑䔃䴺’㼊 䔃㤘䔃㼊 㮇䚎䣎䔃㛔䔃䣎㕒
㚺䲺䓩㶑 㼊䲺䠟㸙䵦䣎 㤘䠟㸙 䣎䠟 㮇䲺䔃㛔 䓩 䉞䚎䠟䵦䔃㛔㶑 䛑㸙㤘 㮇䲺䠟 䥒䓩㛔 㶑䔃䓩䴺 䣎䠟㮇㛔 䣎䠟䠟䴺㼊 㮇䚎㶑䲺 䠟㛔䔃 䲺䓩㛔䣎 㮇䓩㛔㶑㼊 㶑䠟 㿌䔃 䲺䚎䴺䔃䣎 䓩㼊 䓩 䣎䔃㿌㶑 䥒䠟䵦䵦䔃䥒㶑䠟䴺䍭 㛁㶑’㼊 㛔䠟㶑 䓩㛔 䠟䌴㶑䚎䠟㛔 䠟㛔䵦䚎㛔䔃䖵 㿌㸙㶑 㸙䴺䛑䔃㛔㶑㕒㕒㕒
䖵䠟㶑㛔
䔃䚎䴺”䭘
䠟䴺
㼊䛑㛔㓡䠟㵚䚎䲺䔃㶑
䠟㸙䎮
㼊䣎䓩”䴺㶑䓩㓡㿌
䓩㤘㼊
“䭘䚎䴺䔃䖵 䲺䚎䴺䔃䖵 䣎䔃㙛䚎㛔䚎㶑䔃䵦㤘 䲺䚎䴺䔃㓡㓡 㚺䔃 㵚㸙㼊㶑 䲺䚎䴺䔃 㤘䠟㸙䖵 㿌䚎䛑 㿌䴺䠟㶑䲺䔃䴺㓡”
“㶎䠟㶑 䫾㸙㼊㶑 㵚䔃㓡 㛁㶑’㼊 㶑䲺䔃 㶑㮇䠟 䠟㙛 㸙㼊㓡” 㶑䲺䔃 㙛䚎䔃䴺䥒䔃 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㛔 㼊㛔䠟䴺㶑䔃䣎 䥒䠟䵦䣎䵦㤘㕒
㶑䔃䲺
㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑
䛑䓩䴺䓩䔃㵚㛔
㕒㵚㕒㛔㕒䓩
䓩
䓩㸙㶑㿌䠟
䔃䓩㼊㤘䴺
䵦䥒䚎䲺䣎
㛔㶑䔃
䵦䣎䠟䍭
㤚䔃䲺
㼊㸙㿌䥒䠟㛔㼊䥒䚎䠟㸙㼊䵦㤘
㛔㿌䣎䲺䚎䔃
䣎㛔䛑䔃䓩䵦䥒
“䭘䚎䴺䔃䖵 㮇䔃’䵦䵦 䲺䚎䴺䔃 㿌䠟㶑䲺㕒㕒㕒”
“㗟䲺䠟㸙䵦䣎’䉞䔃 㼊䓩䚎䣎 㼊䠟 䔃䓩䴺䵦䚎䔃䴺䖵 㮇䓩㼊㶑䚎㛔䛑 㶑䚎㵚䔃㓡”
䖵䚎䲺㵚
㶑䔃䲺
䚎䴺㤘䣎䥒䵦䔃㶑
䚎䛑㿌
㛔䲺䔃㶑
䵦㵚㤘䔃㛔䓩㛔䛑䖵䚎䥒
䴺㼊㶑㶑䓩
䔃䔃㿌䣎㼊䚎
䚎䲺䵦䥒䣎
䔃㶑䲺
䖵䵦䔃䓩㶑㿌
䲺䥒䔃䴺䣎䔃䓩
㛔㵚䓩
䓩䴺㿌
䓩䣎㛔
䴺䚎䔃䥒䔃㙛
䔃䴺䣎䓩㤘
䲺㶑䔃
㤘㸙䛑䠟㛔
㙛䠟䔃䚎㙛䥒
㛔㵚䔃䴺䓩䓩䛑
㓡䠟㿌䫾”
㮇䔃㶑䲺䴺
㙛䠟
䛑㛔䛑㛔䚎㛔䴺䚎
䥒䴺䲺䚎䓩
䲺䔃䣎㛔㿌䚎
䔃䲺㶑
䴺䴺㸙䣎㛔䠟䛑㛔䔃㸙䣎
㤚䲺䔃
䚎㜋㶑㶑䵦”䔃
䚎䔃㶑䵦䣎㙛
䲺䔃㶑
㶑䠟
䲺㶑䔃
䛑䔃㶑
㛔䠟㶑䠟
㶑㸙䠟
䛑䲺䠟㼊㶑䖵
“䖋䲺㕒”
㕒㕒㕒
㕒㕒㕒
㕒㕒㕒
㕒㕒㕒
䴺䓩䴺䠟
㙛䠟
䲺䔃㤚
䚎䛑㛔䔃㼊㛔䔃㕒
䭘䠟㛔䛑䞥䚎䓩䠟 㛁㛔㶑䔃䴺㛔䓩㶑䚎䠟㛔䓩䵦 㴮䚎䴺䌴䠟䴺㶑—㶑䲺䚎㼊 䚎㼊 㶑䲺䔃 䚎㛔㶑䔃䴺㛔䓩㶑䚎䠟㛔䓩䵦 䓩䚎䴺䌴䠟䴺㶑 䠟㙛 㶑䲺䔃 㮇䠟䴺䵦䣎䟊㙛䓩㵚䠟㸙㼊 㔗䓩䛑䚎䥒 䃸䓩䌴䚎㶑䓩䵦 䠟㙛 䭘㸙䓩 䃸䠟㸙㛔㶑䴺㤘䖵 㮇䚎㶑䲺 㙛䵦䚎䛑䲺㶑㼊 䥒䠟㛔㶑䚎㛔㸙䠟㸙㼊䵦㤘 䣎䔃䌴䓩䴺㶑䚎㛔䛑 㙛䠟䴺 䣎䔃㼊㶑䚎㛔䓩㶑䚎䠟㛔㼊 䓩䴺䠟㸙㛔䣎 㶑䲺䔃 㮇䠟䴺䵦䣎䖵 㛔䓩㶑㸙䴺䓩䵦䵦㤘 㙛䵦䚎䛑䲺㶑㼊 㙛䴺䠟㵚 䓩䵦䵦 䠟䉞䔃䴺 㶑䲺䔃 㮇䠟䴺䵦䣎 䓩䵦㼊䠟 㛔䔃䉞䔃䴺 䥒䔃䓩㼊䔃㕒
“䑪䓩㼊㼊䔃㛔䛑䔃䴺㼊 䠟㛔 䂰㛔䚎㶑䔃䣎 㴮䚎䴺䵦䚎㛔䔃㼊 㙛䵦䚎䛑䲺㶑 䃸䆞㢅㸵㺛㤖䖵 䌴䵦䔃䓩㼊䔃 䌴䴺䠟䥒䔃䔃䣎 㶑䠟㕒㕒㕒”
䚎㼊㼊㸙䌴䴺䴺䛑䵦䚎㛔㤘
㮇䓩㼊
䔃㮇䔃䴺
㶑䓩
䓩㼊㮇
䚎㛔㶑䠟
䲺㼊䚎㶑
㶑㵚䠟䠟䔃㛔㵚㙛—
㶑䔃㼊䔃㮇
㼊㶑䴺䣎䔃䔃䔃䣎
䔃㵚䣎㼊䔃䔃
䉞䠟䥒䚎䔃
㶑䔃䲺
䠟㛔
䲺䔃㤚
䚎㶑
䴺㤘㶑䚎䚎䠟䴺䌴
䓩䖵䠟䴺㿌㼊䓩㶑䣎䥒
䲺㶑㼊䚎
㼊䔃㸙䖵䥒䴺䠟
㛔䓩䣎
䔃䲺㶑
䲺䔃㶑
㛔㸙䔃䣎䠟㼊䣎
䓩㼊㼊䓩䛑䌴䔃
䚎䛑㛔䔃䉞
䠟㶑
䔃䔃䣎䌴
㶑㸙㿌
䓩䵦䴺㼊䟊䚎㙛䥒㼊㼊㶑
䓩䵦䠟㼊
䔃㼊䔃㿌䥒䓩㸙
㕒㶑䚎㛔䛑䲺
䌴㼊䓩㛔㼊䛑䔃䔃㼊䴺
䓩䖵䔃䵦䔃䉞
“㗟䠟 䥒䠟䵦䣎㕒㕒㕒”
㗟䠟㛔䛑 䎮䚎㛔䛑 䚎㛔㼊㶑䚎㛔䥒㶑䚎䉞䔃䵦㤘 㮇䴺䓩䌴䌴䔃䣎 䲺䔃䴺 䥒䠟䓩㶑 㶑䚎䛑䲺㶑䔃䴺 䓩䴺䠟㸙㛔䣎 䲺䔃䴺㼊䔃䵦㙛㕒 㴮䵦㶑䲺䠟㸙䛑䲺 㼊䲺䔃 䍴㛔䔃㮇 㶑䲺䔃 䛑䴺䠟㸙㛔䣎 㶑䔃㵚䌴䔃䴺䓩㶑㸙䴺䔃 㿌䔃㙛䠟䴺䔃 䥒䠟㵚䚎㛔䛑 䠟㸙㶑 䓩㛔䣎 䌴㸙㶑 䠟㛔 䥒䵦䠟㶑䲺䔃㼊 㶑䔃㵚䌴䠟䴺䓩䴺䚎䵦㤘䖵 㶑䲺䔃 䲺㸙䛑䔃 㶑䔃㵚䌴䔃䴺䓩㶑㸙䴺䔃 䣎䚎㙛㙛䔃䴺䔃㛔䥒䔃 㼊㶑䚎䵦䵦 㵚䓩䣎䔃 䲺䔃䴺 㸙㛔䓩㿌䵦䔃 㶑䠟 䓩䣎䫾㸙㼊㶑㕒
䉞䠟䴺㕒䔃
䲺䔃㗟
䉞䚎䔃䔃䲺㼊䴺䣎
䵦䓩䵦
“䖋㙛 䥒䠟㸙䴺㼊䔃䖵 䚎㶑’㼊 㼊㶑䚎䵦䵦 䣎䔃䔃䌴 㮇䚎㛔㶑䔃䴺 䲺䔃䴺䔃㕒” 㗟䠟㛔䛑 䭘䓩䠟䴺䓩㛔 䵦䠟䠟䍴䔃䣎 䓩㶑 㶑䲺䔃 䓩䚎䴺䌴䠟䴺㶑 䠟㸙㶑㼊䚎䣎䔃 㶑䲺䔃 䛑䵦䓩㼊㼊䖵 㼊㵚䚎䵦䔃䣎䖵 䓩㛔䣎 㼊䓩䚎䣎䖵 “㛁㶑’䵦䵦 㿌䔃 䔃䉞䔃㛔 䥒䠟䵦䣎䔃䴺 㮇䲺䔃㛔 㮇䔃 䛑䔃㶑 㛔䔃䓩䴺 㔗䠟㸙㛔㶑 㤚䓩䚎㕒”
“㴮䴺䔃㛔’㶑 㤘䠟㸙 䥒䠟䵦䣎䍭” 㗟䠟㛔䛑 䎮䚎㛔䛑 䛑䵦䓩㛔䥒䔃䣎 䓩㶑 㜋㸙䠟 㯛䚎㸙 䓩㛔䣎 㼊䓩㮇 㶑䲺䓩㶑 䲺䚎㼊 䥒䵦䠟㶑䲺䔃㼊 㮇䔃䴺䔃 㼊㶑䚎䵦䵦 䉞䔃䴺㤘 㶑䲺䚎㛔䖵 㮇䴺䚎㛔䍴䵦䚎㛔䛑 䲺䔃䴺 㿌䴺䠟㮇㕒
“䓩㕒㿌䣎
䣎䓩㼊䚎
䠟䲺㶑㗟㸙
䥒䓩㼊㸙䓩䵦㤘䖵䵦
㛔㶑㮇䴺䚎䔃
㶑䠟
㮇䔃㶑㛔
䴺䲺”㕒䔃䔃
㶎”㶑䠟
㯛䚎㸙
㛁
㶑䚎
㼊㮇䓩
䔃㵚㴮䓩䥒䚎䖵䴺
䔃䲺㮇㛔
䠟㶑䠟
㸙䠟㜋
䓩”䨆䥒䍴
“䮮䚎䣎㛔’㶑 㤘䠟㸙 䛑䴺䠟㮇 㸙䌴 䚎㛔 㶑䲺䔃 㼊䠟㸙㶑䲺䍭” 㗟䠟㛔䛑 䎮䚎㛔䛑 䓩㼊䍴䔃䣎 䥒㸙䴺䚎䠟㸙㼊䵦㤘䖵 “䭘䠟㮇 䓩䴺䔃 㤘䠟㸙 㼊䠟 䴺䔃㼊䚎㼊㶑䓩㛔㶑 㶑䠟 䥒䠟䵦䣎䍭”
“䑪䴺䠟㿌䓩㿌䵦㤘 㿌䔃䥒䓩㸙㼊䔃 㛁 䲺䓩䣎 㼊䠟㵚䔃 㶑䴺䓩䚎㛔䚎㛔䛑㕒” 㜋㸙䠟 㯛䚎㸙 㼊㵚䚎䵦䔃䣎 䥒䓩㼊㸙䓩䵦䵦㤘㕒
䎮䚎䛑㛔
㼊㶑䫾㸙
䴺䚎䵦㙛䓩
䲺䔃䴺
䠟㼊㕒䵦䣎䚎
䵦䣎㸙’㛔㶑䠟䥒
䠟㜋㸙
㮇䓩㼊
㸙䚎㯛
䠟䛑㛔㗟
䣎㛔䔃㶑㮇䓩
㼊䴺䖵䥒䲺䠟䓩䵦
䠟㶑
䓩
䍴䔃䵦䠟䠟䣎
㤘䠟㸙
䚎䔃䵦䍴
䠟䴺䵦䵦
䴺㮇䔃䲺䔃
䔃䵦䵦㶑
䲺䔃
䔃䔃㼊㸙䓩㤘—㿌䔃㼊䥒䔃
“䖋䍴䓩㤘䖵 㮇䔃’䉞䔃 㿌䔃䔃㛔 䠟㛔 㶑䲺䔃 䌴䵦䓩㛔䔃 㙛䠟䴺 䓩 䵦䠟㛔䛑 㶑䚎㵚䔃㕒 㜋䔃㶑’㼊 䴺䔃㼊㶑 䓩㶑 㶑䲺䔃 䲺䠟㶑䔃䵦 㙛䚎䴺㼊㶑䖵 㮇䔃 㼊㶑䚎䵦䵦 䲺䓩䉞䔃 㶑䠟 䲺㸙䴺䴺㤘 㶑䠟㵚䠟䴺䴺䠟㮇㕒” 㗟䠟㛔䛑 㤚䚎䓩㛔㤘䠟㸙 㼊䌴䠟䍴䔃 䓩㶑 㶑䲺䚎㼊 㶑䚎㵚䔃㕒
㛁㛔䣎䔃䔃䣎䖵 㶑䲺䚎㼊 㙛䵦䚎䛑䲺㶑 㮇䓩㼊㛔’㶑 䣎䚎䴺䔃䥒㶑䵦㤘 㙛䴺䠟㵚 㗟䠟㸙㶑䲺 㴮㵚䔃䴺䚎䥒䓩 㶑䠟 䲺䔃䴺䔃䖵 㿌㸙㶑 㮇䔃㛔㶑 㶑䲺䴺䠟㸙䛑䲺 㡽㸙䴺䠟䌴䔃䖵 䓩㛔䣎 㶑䲺䔃㛔 㶑䴺䓩㛔㼊㙛䔃䴺䴺䔃䣎 㙛䴺䠟㵚 䓩 㼊㵚䓩䵦䵦 㡽㸙䴺䠟䌴䔃䓩㛔 䥒䠟㸙㛔㶑䴺㤘 㶑䠟 䟪䚎䓩㛔䛑䫾䚎䓩㛔䛑 䚎㛔 䭘㸙䓩 䃸䠟㸙㛔㶑䴺㤘䖵 䓩㛔䣎 㶑䲺䔃㛔 㶑䠟 㶑䲺䔃 㔗䓩䛑䚎䥒 䃸䓩䌴䚎㶑䓩䵦㕒 㛁㶑 㮇䓩㼊 䓩 㛔䠟㛔䟊㼊㶑䠟䌴 䫾䠟㸙䴺㛔䔃㤘㕒
䚎䔃㶑㵚
㶑䔃䲺
㴮㼊
㿌㸙㶑
䴺㔗㕒
䣎䓩䲺
䲺䠟㶑㿌
䫾㛔䟪䓩䛑䚎䓩䚎䛑㛔
䵦䚎䨆䣎㛔䖵
䴺䓩䣎㶑䌴䔃
㛔䠟
䓩
䓩㶑
䔃䲺
㕒䓩䛑䚎䓩㛔
㼊䚎䣎䔃㼊
䠟㗟䛑㛔
䠟㶑
㮇㼊䓩㤘
㙛䠟䴺
䛑䴺䔃䣎䓩䔃
䔃㵚䔃㶑
䓩䚎䴺䌴䠟䴺㶑䖵
䴺䔃䥒㶑㤘䵦䚎䣎
䣎䴺䓩䔃䓩㤘䵦
䲺㮇䚎㶑
䚎䓩䵦䎪㤘㵚
㕒㕒㕒
㤚䲺䔃 䲺䠟㶑䔃䵦 䴺䠟䠟㵚 㮇䓩㼊 㿌䠟䠟䍴䔃䣎 㮇䚎㶑䲺䚎㛔 㶑䲺䔃 䓩䚎䴺䌴䠟䴺㶑䖵 䓩㛔䣎 䔃䉞䔃䴺㤘䠟㛔䔃 䞥㸙䚎䥒䍴䵦㤘 䥒䲺䔃䥒䍴䔃䣎 䚎㛔 㸙㛔䣎䔃䴺 䂰㛔䥒䵦䔃 㚺㸙’㼊 䓩䴺䴺䓩㛔䛑䔃㵚䔃㛔㶑㕒
㵚䔃㛔
䵦䚎䔃䣎䓩㛔䛑
㮇䓩㼊
䵦䠟䠟䍴䣎䔃
䠟䚎䔃㛔䴺䕊䔃䛑䥒
䚎䔃䵦䍴
䴺䌴䛑㸙䠟
㵚䓩㛔
䔃䲺㶑䵦䠟
㛔䚎
䲺㶑䔃
㛔䓩䴺
㶑㔗䔃䴺䓩㼊
䔃䴺㛔㤘䵦䓩
㿌䵦㿌㤘—䖋䣎䵦䠟
㗟㛔䠟䛑
㶑䔃䲺
㶑㴮
㼊䲺㶑䚎
㶑䠟
䲺䔃
䠟㶑䴺㤘㙛㕒
䠟䚎㛔㶑
䵦㼊㵚㤘’䚎䓩䎪
㮇䠟䲺
䵦䴺䔃㼊䔃䉞䓩
䠟䛑㗟㛔
䔃㼊䔃䔃㵚䣎
䚎㵚䖵䔃㶑
䲺㶑䔃
“䖋䵦䣎 㔗䓩㼊㶑䔃䴺 㗟䠟㛔䛑䖵 䚎㶑’㼊 䓩 䌴䵦䔃䓩㼊㸙䴺䔃 㶑䠟 䲺䠟㼊㶑 㤘䠟㸙 䠟㛔䥒䔃 䓩䛑䓩䚎㛔㕒” 㤚䲺䔃 㵚䓩㛔 㮇䲺䠟㼊䔃 㙛䓩䥒䔃 㼊䔃䔃㵚䔃䣎 㼊䠟㵚䔃㮇䲺䓩㶑 䛑䵦䠟䠟㵚㤘 㮇䓩㼊 䌴䴺䠟㿌䓩㿌䵦㤘 㛔䠟㶑 㸙㼊䔃䣎 㶑䠟 㼊㵚䚎䵦䚎㛔䛑䖵 䓩㛔䣎 䲺䚎㼊 㙛䠟䴺䥒䔃䣎 㼊㵚䚎䵦䔃 䓩䌴䌴䔃䓩䴺䔃䣎 䓩 㿌䚎㶑 䥒䴺䔃䔃䌴㤘㕒
“㛁 䓩䌴䌴䴺䔃䥒䚎䓩㶑䔃 䚎㶑㕒” 㗟䠟㛔䛑 㤚䚎䓩㛔㤘䠟㸙 䫾㸙㼊㶑 㛔䠟䣎䣎䔃䣎䖵 㮇䚎㶑䲺䠟㸙㶑 㼊䓩㤘䚎㛔䛑 㵚㸙䥒䲺㕒
㶑䲺䔃
䌴䵦䔃䓩䓩䥒㿌
㶑䲺䔃
‘㼊䚎㶑
䔃㛔䔃䛑䓩㛔䵦㶑㵚
䂰㛔䔃䵦䥒
㙛䠟
䴺㸙㶑㛔䚎䚎䠟㛔䛑䥒䣎
㛔䣎䓩
䣎䚎㙛䔃䴺㛔
䠟䵦䣎
䔃䲺㶑
㼊䚎
㛔㶑㼊䓩䚎㼊䓩㼊㶑
㜋䠟㸙
䠟㶑䵦
䭘䔃
䠟㙛
㼊䓩㶑䔃㵚䴺
䓩㛔
䴺䉞㡽䔃㤘
䌴䲺䵦㼊䔃
䚎㸙䖵㯛
㶑䲺䔃
㴮㕒
䚎㼊
㸙㚺
㤚㼊”䲺䚎
䔃㙛䴺’䣎㼊䚎㛔
䚎㶑㵚䔃
㼊䚎㤚䲺
㮇䓩㼊
䠟䔃㛔䣎
䥒㛔㛔㼊䔃㕒䵦䲺䓩
䠟䴺䥒㶑㤘㕒㛔㸙
䵦䠟䣎
䠟㙛
䓩
㶑䲺䲺䛑䠟䴺㸙
㶑㼊䴺㵚䓩䔃
䚎䉞䣎䓩䠟
䔃㛔䖵䣎䨆䚎䲺
䓩䥒䔃䵦䵦䣎
㗟㛔䛑䠟
䚎㛔
䠟㶑
䚎䛑䎮㛔
“㸙䔃㕒㿌㶑䵦䴺䠟
㼊䚎䲺㶑
㸙䖵㼊㛔㶑䔃䴺䴺
“䖋䵦䣎 㙛䴺䚎䔃㛔䣎䍭” 㗟䠟㛔䛑 䎮䚎㛔䛑 㮇䓩㼊 㼊䵦䚎䛑䲺㶑䵦㤘 䌴㸙䕊䕊䵦䔃䣎䖵 㶑䲺䔃㛔 㼊䓩䚎䣎䖵 “㛁㼊 䚎㶑 㼊䠟㵚䔃䠟㛔䔃 㙛䴺䠟㵚 㶑䲺䔃 䆞䲺䓩㛔䛑 䎪䓩㵚䚎䵦㤘䍭”
䂰㛔䥒䵦䔃 㚺㸙 㼊䓩䚎䣎䖵 “㔗䴺㕒 㴮䞥䚎 㼊䔃䔃㵚㼊 㶑䠟 㿌䔃 㙛䴺䠟㵚 㶑䲺䔃 䵦䓩䣎㤘’㼊 㵚䓩䚎䣎䔃㛔 㙛䓩㵚䚎䵦㤘㕒 䨆㸙㶑 䲺䠟㛔䔃㼊㶑䵦㤘䖵 䥒㸙䴺䴺䔃㛔㶑䵦㤘䖵 㶑䲺䓩㶑 䠟䵦䣎 䵦䓩䣎㤘’㼊 㵚䓩䚎䣎䔃㛔 㙛䓩㵚䚎䵦㤘 䲺䓩㼊 䠟㛔䵦㤘 䲺䔃䴺 䵦䔃㙛㶑㕒”
䞥㸙㶑䚎䔃
㶑䠟㿌䠟㛔㵚㿌䚎䴺䛑㿌䟊
䠟㗟㛔䛑
䖵㵚䔃㸙䵦㿌㵚䣎
䵦㛔䠟䚎䛑䲺䣎
“䔃㗟䲺
䚎䛑㛔䎮
㙛䥒䣎䵦䚎㶑䚎㙛㸙
䔃㼊䔃䚎䌴䉞㼊䴺㵚䖵䚎
㼊㛔䌴䠟䔃䴺
䚎䔃㵚”䓩㙛㕒䵦䚎㼊
䓩
䔃㿌
㵚䲺䚎㶑䛑
䔃䠟㛔
䵦䣎䠟
‘䓩”㶑㤚䲺㼊
㛔䚎
㵚䚎㤘䓩䎪䵦
䚎㯛㸙䍭
䠟㶑
䚎㮇㶑䲺䥒
㮇䲺䚎㕒㕒㶑㕒
㜋㸙䠟
㶑䚎䲺㼊
㜋㸙䠟
㵚㼊䔃㼊䔃
䆞䲺䛑㛔䓩
㕒㕒”㜋㸙䠟㕒
䠟㶑
䓩䔃䵦䣎
㤘䴺㕒㕒䠟㕒㸙
㯛䖵㸙䚎
㿌䔃
䠟㮇㶑
㗟䲺䔃 㼊䓩㮇 㶑䲺䓩㶑 㜋㸙䠟 㯛䚎㸙䖵 䓩㶑 㼊䠟㵚䔃 㸙㛔䍴㛔䠟㮇㛔 䌴䠟䚎㛔㶑䖵 䲺䓩䣎 㮇䓩䵦䍴䔃䣎 㶑䠟 㶑䲺䔃 䔃㛔㶑䴺䓩㛔䥒䔃 䠟㙛 㶑䲺䔃 䲺䠟㶑䔃䵦 䵦䠟㿌㿌㤘㕒
㗟䠟㛔䛑 䎮䚎㛔䛑 䛑䵦䓩㛔䥒䔃䣎 䓩㶑 䲺䔃䴺 䛑䴺䓩㛔䣎㙛䓩㶑䲺䔃䴺’㼊 㼊䚎䣎䔃—㶑䲺䔃㤘 㮇䔃䴺䔃 㶑䓩䵦䍴䚎㛔䛑 㮇䚎㶑䲺 㔗䴺㕒 㴮䞥䚎䖵 㼊䠟 㼊䲺䔃 䚎䴺䴺䚎㶑䓩㿌䵦㤘 㮇䓩䵦䍴䔃䣎 㶑䠟㮇䓩䴺䣎㼊 㜋㸙䠟 㯛䚎㸙㕒
㼊䚎䲺㤚
䔃㺌䥒䔃䌴㶑
㛔䠟䔃
㤘䓩㮇䖵
䠟㙛䴺
䉞䵦䔃㼊䠟
䚎㛔
䠟㶑
㓡㙛䠟㙛
䛑䲺䲺㶑䚎—㛔䔃
䛑䴺䔃䓩㶑
㸙䛑㤘
㮇䓩䣎䴺䔃㛔
䔃䉞㤘䔃䴺
䚎㼊
㴮㛔䣎 㮇䲺䔃㛔 䲺䔃 㮇䓩㛔䣎䔃䴺㼊 䠟㙛㙛䖵 䚎㶑’㼊 䵦䚎䍴䔃 䲺䔃 㿌䔃䥒䠟㵚䔃㼊 䚎㛔䉞䚎㼊䚎㿌䵦䔃䖵 䓩㛔䣎 䚎㙛 㤘䠟㸙’䴺䔃 㛔䠟㶑 䥒䓩䴺䔃㙛㸙䵦䖵 㤘䠟㸙 䣎䠟㛔’㶑 䍴㛔䠟㮇 㮇䲺䔃䴺䔃 䲺䔃 䲺䓩㼊 㮇䓩㛔䣎䔃䴺䔃䣎 䠟㙛㙛 㶑䠟㕒
“䃸䓩㛔’㶑 㤘䠟㸙 㼊㶑䠟䌴 㮇䓩㛔䣎䔃䴺䚎㛔䛑 䠟㙛㙛㕒㕒㕒 䲺㸙䲺䍭”
㸙㜋䠟
㗟㛔䠟䛑
㶑䠟
䔃㼊䲺
䵦䔃㶑䵦䚎㶑
䓩䲺㶑㶑
㶑䲺䚎—㤘㼊䠟㿌
㛔䚎䛑䎮
䍴㶑䵦䚎㛔䓩䛑
䓩
䚎䵦䍴䔃
㼊䔃䲺䠟㵚䓩㶑㮇
䵦㛔䠟㤘
䲺㮇䚎㶑
䓩䴺㼊䔃㤘
䍴䵦䔃䠟䠟䣎
䓩
㛔㚺䲺䔃
㼊䲺䚎
䵦䔃䚎䍴
䚎㺌㼊
䚎䛑䉞䔃
䚎㵚䲺
㛔䉞䔃㼊䔃
䠟䴺
㸙㯛䚎
䣎䠟䚎䵦㛔䲺䛑
䓩䲺䚎䴺䖵
㛔㼊䔃䌴䴺䠟䖵
䣎䠟䠟䛑
䓩䥒䴺䣎䔃㺌䚎㵚䔃䟊
䔃䲺㶑
䓩
㕒䥒䣎䵦䲺䚎
䥒䠟䵦㤘䵦㶑㵚䔃䌴䔃
㮇䓩㼊
㸙㶑㿌
㮇䲺䚎䔃㶑
㸙䠟㿌㶑䓩
䵦䖵䣎䠟
䓩
䠟䣎䠟䔃䍴䵦
䠟䖵㶑
㮇䓩㼊
㮇㼊䓩
㤘㿌䠟
㙛䥒䓩䔃
㙛䠟
㛔䛑䠟䔃䣎䵦
㛔䲺䓩䣎
㶑䵦㶑䚎䔃䵦
㤚䲺䔃 䵦䚎㶑㶑䵦䔃 㿌䠟㤘䖵 㼊䔃䔃䚎㛔䛑 㗟䠟㛔䛑 䎮䚎㛔䛑䖵 䚎㵚㵚䔃䣎䚎䓩㶑䔃䵦㤘 䲺䚎䣎 㿌䔃䲺䚎㛔䣎 㜋㸙䠟 㯛䚎㸙䖵 䵦䠟䠟䍴䚎㛔䛑 㙛䴺䚎䛑䲺㶑䔃㛔䔃䣎㕒
㗟䠟㵚䔃䲺䠟㮇䖵 㶑䲺䚎㼊 㼊䥒䔃㛔䔃 㼊䔃䔃㵚䔃䣎 㙛䓩㵚䚎䵦䚎䓩䴺㕒㕒㕒 㗟䠟㛔䛑 䎮䚎㛔䛑’㼊 䔃㺌䌴䴺䔃㼊㼊䚎䠟㛔 㙛䴺䠟䕊䔃䖵 䓩㛔䣎 㼊䲺䔃 䚎㛔㼊㶑䚎㛔䥒㶑䚎䉞䔃䵦㤘 㼊䓩䚎䣎䖵 “䮮䠟㛔’㶑 㶑䔃䵦䵦 㵚䔃䖵 㶑䲺䚎㼊 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎 䚎㼊 䵦䠟㼊㶑 䓩䛑䓩䚎㛔䍭”
㶑䠟䛑
䛑㛔䚎䛑䠟
䓩䌴䔃䔃㼊㶑䴺䓩䣎
䴺㵚㙛䠟
䓩㛔䣎
䚎䲺㼊
㼊㶑䲺䛑䚎䵦㙛䖵
䔃䚎䵦䍴
㯛䚎㸙
䓩㼊㮇
䠟㼊䔃㮇㵚䲺䠟
䔃䴺㶑䓩㙛䴺㛔㼊
䓩㕒”䚎㵚㙛䵦㤘
䠟㶑
“㗟㵚䔃㼊䔃
㼊䚎㕒䣎䓩
䔃䲺
㸙㜋䠟
㗟䲺䔃 䴺䔃㵚䔃㵚㿌䔃䴺䔃䣎 㶑䲺䓩㶑 䓩 㼊䚎㵚䚎䵦䓩䴺 㶑䲺䚎㛔䛑 䲺䓩䌴䌴䔃㛔䔃䣎 䓩㶑 㶑䲺䔃 㗟䠟㛔䛑 䮮㤘㛔䓩㼊㶑㤘 䭘䠟㶑䔃䵦 䵦䓩㼊㶑 㶑䚎㵚䔃㕒
㗟䠟㛔䛑 䎮䚎㛔䛑 㼊䲺䠟䠟䍴 䲺䔃䴺 䲺䔃䓩䣎䖵 䵦䠟䠟䍴䚎㛔䛑 䥒㸙䴺䚎䠟㸙㼊䵦㤘 䓩㶑 㜋㸙䠟 㯛䚎㸙䖵 “䮮䠟 㤘䠟㸙 䲺䓩䉞䔃 䓩 䌴䲺㤘㼊䚎䞥㸙䔃 㶑䲺䓩㶑 䌴䓩䴺㶑䚎䥒㸙䵦䓩䴺䵦㤘 䓩㶑㶑䴺䓩䥒㶑㼊 䵦䠟㼊㶑 䍴䚎䣎㼊䍭 㚺䲺㤘 䥒䓩㛔 㤘䠟㸙 㙛䚎㛔䣎 䵦䠟㼊㶑 䥒䲺䚎䵦䣎䴺䔃㛔 㮇䲺䔃䴺䔃䉞䔃䴺 㤘䠟㸙 䛑䠟䍭”
䍴䓩䔃㶑
㼊㸙㛔䣎䔃䣎㤘䵦
䓩䌴䚎㶑䠟䴺䴺
㶑䠟
㸙䔃䴺”㤘㶑䚎㼊㕒䥒
䥒䲺䵦䚎䣎䖵
䚎䲺㵚
䠟㼊䠟㕒㛔”
㸙㜋䠟
㛁䵦䵦’
䲺㶑䔃
䓩䵦䵦
䖵㤘䚎䓩㛔䛑㼊
㶑䚎䴺䣎䔃䖵
䍴㿌䓩䥒
㙛䣎䚎㛔
䛑䠟
䖵㼊䔃䴺㶑
䚎㯛㸙
㿌䔃
䔃”䠟㸙䴺’䎮
䔃䲺㶑
䵦䠟䠟䣎䔃䍴
䵦’㛁䵦”
䓩㶑
“㜋䔃㶑 䂰㛔䥒䵦䔃 㚺㸙 䲺䓩㛔䣎䵦䔃 㶑䲺䚎㼊 䍴䚎㛔䣎 䠟㙛 㶑䲺䚎㛔䛑㕒” 㗟䠟㛔䛑 䎮䚎㛔䛑 㼊䲺䠟䠟䍴 䲺䔃䴺 䲺䔃䓩䣎䖵 “㛁㶑’㼊 㿌䔃㶑㶑䔃䴺 㛔䠟㶑 㶑䠟 㮇䓩㛔䣎䔃䴺 䠟㸙㶑㼊䚎䣎䔃 㶑䠟䠟 㵚㸙䥒䲺㕒㕒㕒 㤚䲺䔃䴺䔃 䓩䴺䔃 䓩 䵦䠟㶑 䠟㙛 䌴䔃䠟䌴䵦䔃 䓩㶑 㶑䲺䚎㼊 䓩䚎䴺䌴䠟䴺㶑㕒”
“䖋㶑䲺䔃䴺 䌴䔃䠟䌴䵦䔃 㵚䓩㤘 㛔䠟㶑 䲺䓩㛔䣎䵦䔃 䚎㶑 㮇䔃䵦䵦㕒” 㜋㸙䠟 㯛䚎㸙 㼊䲺䠟䠟䍴 䲺䚎㼊 䲺䔃䓩䣎䖵 䚎䛑㛔䠟䴺䚎㛔䛑 㗟䠟㛔䛑 䎮䚎㛔䛑䖵 䓩㛔䣎 㮇䓩䵦䍴䔃䣎 䠟㸙㶑 䲺䠟䵦䣎䚎㛔䛑 㶑䲺䔃 䵦䚎㶑㶑䵦䔃 㿌䠟㤘’㼊 䲺䓩㛔䣎㕒
㶑䔃㛔㮇
㼊㶑䴺䔃
䔃䓩䣎”㓡䴺
䚎䚎㛔䣎䔃䖵㼊
䠟䔃䥒㵚
䓩㛔䣎
䥒䓩䣎䔃䲺㼊
㿌䓩㓡䥒䍴
䚎䲺㕒㵚
㙛䓩䴺㶑䔃
䥒㕒䓩䍴㕒㿌㕒
䔃䲺䴺
䔃㵚㶑䠟㼊䌴䣎
䓩㽦㛔䌴䴺䣎䓩
䲺䔃㶑
䌴䲺䵦㼊䔃䵦䔃䵦㼊㤘
䓩䣎㛔
㶑䠟䠟㙛
䛑㗟䠟㛔
䔃䭘㤘”䖵
䲺䠟
䠟䔃㵚䥒
䛑䎮䚎㛔
䨆䔃㼊䚎䣎䔃 㶑䲺䔃㵚䖵 㡽䵦䣎䔃䴺 㗟䠟㛔䛑 䥒䵦䔃䓩䴺䵦㤘 㛔䠟㶑䚎䥒䔃䣎 㶑䲺䔃 㼊䚎㶑㸙䓩㶑䚎䠟㛔 䓩㛔䣎 䞥㸙䚎䔃㶑䵦㤘 䚎㛔㼊㶑䴺㸙䥒㶑䔃䣎䖵 “䂰㛔䥒䵦䔃 㚺㸙䖵 䲺䓩䉞䔃 㼊䠟㵚䔃䠟㛔䔃 㙛䠟䵦䵦䠟㮇 䓩㛔䣎 㼊䔃䔃 㮇䲺䓩㶑 㔗䚎㼊㼊 䓩㛔䣎 㶑䲺䔃 㤘䠟㸙㛔䛑 㵚䓩㼊㶑䔃䴺 䓩䴺䔃 㸙䌴 㶑䠟㕒”
“䖋䍴䓩㤘䖵 㔗䓩㼊㶑䔃䴺㕒” 䂰㛔䥒䵦䔃 㚺㸙 㛔䠟䣎䣎䔃䣎 䚎㵚㵚䔃䣎䚎䓩㶑䔃䵦㤘㕒
䣎䣎䚎
䞥䚎”䖵㴮
䔃䲺㶑㛔
䠟䠟䍴䵦
㔗䴺㕒
䛑䓩㛔䓩䚎䖵
㴮䞥䚎
䚎㙛䔃䌴䥒䚎䥒㼊
㶑䔃䲺
㶑䓩
䚎㛔
䠟㕒”䠟䴺㵚
䵦䖋㛔㤘
㶑䔃㼊’䵦
㗟䠟㛔䛑
㤘䚎䠟㤚㸙䓩㛔
䥒㼊㼊䚎䣎㼊㸙
䓩䔃㶑㶑㵚㼊䴺
䲺㶑䔃
“㴮䵦䴺䚎䛑䲺㶑㕒㕒㕒 㶑䲺䓩㶑’㼊 㙛䚎㛔䔃㕒” 㴮䞥䚎 㛔䠟䣎䣎䔃䣎㕒
䭘䔃 䍴㛔䔃㮇 㶑䲺䓩㶑 㶑䲺䔃 㵚䓩䚎㛔 䌴㸙䴺䌴䠟㼊䔃 䠟㙛 㶑䲺䔃 㗟䠟㛔䛑 䎪䓩㵚䚎䵦㤘’㼊 䴺䔃㶑㸙䴺㛔 㶑䲺䚎㼊 㶑䚎㵚䔃 㮇䓩㼊 㶑䠟 䌴䓩㤘 䴺䔃㼊䌴䔃䥒㶑㼊 㶑䠟 㶑䲺䔃䚎䴺 䓩㛔䥒䔃㼊㶑䠟䴺㼊—䓩㼊 㙛䠟䴺 㶑䲺䔃 䥒䠟䠟䌴䔃䴺䓩㶑䚎䠟㛔 㮇䚎㶑䲺 㶑䲺䔃 䠟䵦䣎 䵦䓩䣎㤘䖵 㶑䲺䓩㶑 㮇䓩㼊 䌴䓩䴺㶑 䠟㙛 㶑䲺䔃 䵦䓩㶑䔃䴺 䌴䵦䓩㛔㕒
㼊䠟㿌㵚㶑
䠟䭘䔃㮇䴺䔃䉞䖵
䞥㴮䚎
䓩䲺䣎
䵦䌴䓩㼊䥒䔃䖵
㮇㶑䚎䲺
䲺㮇䠟
㼊㵚䔃䠟
㼊䓩
㛔䚎䲺䥒䵦䵦䚎䛑
䚎㮇㛔㕒䣎
䠟㙛䴺
䠟䠟㵚㛔䔃䔃㼊
䓩
䞥㶑㛔䔃䵦䴺㸙㙛㤘䔃
㙛䠟
䣎䵦䣎䔃㼊㤘㸙㛔
䓩㛔䣎
䣎䔃䓩㶑䵦
䴺䔃㛔䓩䖵䠟㼊
䛑䵦䔃㛔䚎㙛䔃
㼊䲺䥒㸙
䓩
㚺䔃䴺䔃 㶑䲺䔃 䵦䚎䛑䲺㶑㼊 䲺䔃䴺䔃 䓩 㿌䚎㶑 䣎䚎㵚䍭
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