Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 1199: Chapter 40: Immortal Life

“The deceased’s name is Hai Dagui, who did building material business in the city, owning some assets. He had a wife and a daughter, but they were divorced, and the daughter was given to the mother.”

“The time of discovering the body was around ten thirty in the morning, and the person who found it was the hourly worker employed by the deceased’s family.”

“The community’s security guards asked, the deceased returned home at eleven last night and didn’t go out again. Surveillance footage was checked, nobody visited, and all doors and windows were closed…”

When Lin Feng arrived at the scene with his team, those who arrived first had already collected quite a bit of information.

Lin Feng immediately led his men carefully around the deceased’s home, finding no traces.

The deceased was hanged, yet the forensic doctor hadn’t arrived, so the body wasn’t taken down temporarily—the officers who arrived first had limited tools and were afraid to destroy useful information, hence leaving it as is.

“No useful clues, looks like we’ll have to wait for the forensic team to thoroughly inspect.” Lin Feng thought to himself.

Sure enough, soon after, Lin Feng heard Xiaobao’s voice coming from outside the door—but when he turned to look, the first person he saw wasn’t Xiaobao but a woman with a cold expression, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with short hair.

Lin Feng’s first impression of this woman was that she was cold, then capable, followed by good figure, moderate looks, yet paired with a special temperament, it was a plus—even so, there’s a feeling that makes people keep their distance.

Nan Fayi, the newly reported forensic doctor, replacing the previous Chief Qin. When Nan Fayi assumed the position, Secretary Liu led her to greet the heads of various departments, saying she graduated from the same school as Chief Qin, albeit several years apart, she’s Old Qin’s junior sister.

Meeting and greeting was natural, Lin Feng casually greeted, Nan Fayi nodded and after asking about the situation, started working directly—instead, Xiaobao, at this moment, sulkily carried things and began to busy himself too, probably having received some scolding from the new superior when they arrived?

The entire process was conducted in silence—when the majority of Lin Feng’s attention was caught by the black stockings Nan Fayi was wearing today, she had already temporarily finished her work.

“Preliminary assumption is suicide.”

“Oh… suicide, hmm. Suicide?” Finally coming back to his senses from his reverie of two beautiful legs, Lin Feng was taken aback, “How do you determine that?”

“It’s just a preliminary assumption, not the final result.” Nan Fayi started removing the rubber gloves from her hands, “There are no signs of struggle at the scene of death, apart from the ligature marks on the deceased’s neck, there aren’t any apparent fatal injuries, but…”

Just as Nan Fayi was about to explain her preliminary judgment, an officer suddenly ran over urgently, “Officer Lin, we found out, the deceased really committed suicide!”

Lin Feng was taken aback, as for Nan Fayi, she frowned, obviously displeased with being interrupted.

“What did you find?” Lin Feng was indeed curious.

He saw the officer urgently pulling out a notebook computer—the computer was placed on the coffee table.

When everyone entered, the screen of this laptop was facing the deceased, but it had run out of power and shut down automatically—the tech people powered it on and after deciphering the password, opened the computer.

“I am guilty, I…”

The man on the video was facing the camera, recounting a long story, detailing how he got started with misdeeds, listing all the things he had done over the years meticulously.

Finally, the man began his action—he stepped onto the stool, then hung up the rope, kicked away the stool that was supporting him.

The man hanged himself, then instinctively struggled, soon stopped moving, dead.

And this man was indeed the deceased, Hai Dagui…

“I’ll head back first.”

At the instant the video ended, the newcomer Nan Fayi directly said this, then left with Xiaobao, leaving Lin Feng and his team dumbfounded…

“Officer Lin, this… what should we do next?”

Lin Feng thought for a moment, saying, “Continue investigating, then deduce and write the report. If there’s nothing else, end the case and issue the death certificate, let the family come to claim the body.”

“Oh, sure.”

…

…

“Indeed, didn’t notice before.” The maid looked around the surroundings, “Perhaps during the time while the store was closed.”

That’s probably the case, Luo Qiu nodded.

Though consciousness could spread out, observing the entirety of a place at all times, recording everything without misses, no one is interested in continuously watching all developments… at most, some focused areas would be observed.

Apart from a few patrons, there aren’t many things Luo Qiu would particularly pay attention to observing.

“Would Master like to go in and have a look?” The maid asked quietly.

Luo Qiu thought for a moment, with nothing particularly urgent to do, nodded—when walking into the alley, it seemed as though passing through some invisible, thin film, appeared to be some warning and selection methods.

…

In front of the store was a flight of five-step stairs—it opened into something resembling a basement.

A very small entrance, about only sixty centimeters in width.

The fluorescent tube light was on, yet it was a kind nearing the end of its lifespan, dim white light, resembling gray—after opening the door, one has to descend a few more steps, the overall space wasn’t large, only about ten square meters, akin to the size of a bedroom.

Few items were displayed, a particularly large and exaggerated desk, an old sofa, and then cabinets filling three walls—along with a small room, presumably a bathroom.

The three walls almost fully occupied by cabinets were filled with many books—mostly books with only a few decorative items.

Among the decorations was a crystal skull—this piqued Luo Qiu’s curiosity, he remembered having had such a crystal skull himself, but that was a long time ago.

And now this skull was placed in the storeroom, one of the few items Luo Qiu has collected in the storeroom since becoming the owner.

On the sofa laid a person, covering their face with a book, temporarily hiding their appearance, yet it was the birdcage on the special large desk that drew attention.

Inside it was a crow.

Suddenly, the crow cawed, flapping its wings, making a noisy sound, and then—it spoke: “Stupid 24, get up, stupid 24, get up…”

Like a parrot, the caged crow kept repetitively yelling, its voice piercing.

Just then, the person lying on the sofa grabbed the thick leather book covering their face, and threw it directly at the cage—it was magical, the cage didn’t topple, seemingly fixed on the desk. The crow immediately ceased its clamor, folding its wings, only its eyes staring.

“Sorry… this guy has been poorly disciplined since childhood…”

The person lying on the sofa lazily sat up, yawning.

A head of messy curly hair almost covered his eyes, but the visible dark circles beneath them looked like those of a severely blind person.

He was not very old, appearing to be around twenty-five or twenty-six… The young man stood up, looking like someone in a daze from sleep, yawned again, and then hunched his back, walked behind the table, and sat down, only to say: Please sit.

Although the young man appeared rather sloppy, the small basement was exceptionally clean, with everything placed in order—even the thick leather-bound book the youth had just thrown, which had hit the cage, automatically flew back to the cabinet.

The maid pulled out the chair in front of the table for her master to sit down.

The mysterious youth at this moment slightly opened his eyes, glancing around, then a trace of confusion flashed across his face, before he said in shock: “An alchemical automaton? Such exquisite craftsmanship… I didn’t expect the technology here to be so advanced.”

The maid frowned slightly upon hearing this, but she didn’t speak because Luo Qiu was present—her master was also observing this mysterious youth.

At the same time, the maid felt even more admiration.

She knew very well that this mysterious youth was attempting to probe something, and if it was in the past, such probing could bring immense fear to this mysterious youth—back then, China’s true dragon had tried probing several times, which led to it being sealed as a child and experiencing a difficult period.

Since the youth was fine, it naturally showed that her master had grown to the point where he could limit the club’s auto-defensive powers.

However, it was surprising that the mysterious youth could see through her outer illusion…

“Hello,” Luo Qiu greeted first at this time.

“Hello,” the mysterious youth also nodded, seeming a bit more awake than before, and his posture improved slightly, “You both don’t have any business to come to me, do you?”

He didn’t mind the man who had just entered alongside the alchemical automaton’s calm demeanor—after all, the other side clearly had powers and wouldn’t be startled by the unusual here—or to say, fear supernatural powers.

Luo Qiu smiled, “We were just passing through and, out of curiosity, came inside to take a look… Curse Murder Horror House, may I ask, what is this place for?”

The youth was straightforward, “Just as the name of the house suggests. Curse murders, killing by curses. We naturally accept guests’ curse murder commissions here.”

“Oh?” Luo Qiu nodded, “I see… And how do you charge for it?”

The youth chuckled, “It depends on the situation and the target that needs to be cursed. If the target individual’s difficulty is higher, then the fee will be higher too. If it’s too high, even if it’s a life for a life, I might not accept it, all depends on my mood.”

Luo Qiu pondered for a while before curiously asking, “Is it only curse murders?”

The youth shrugged, “It could also be making someone unlucky, like tripping while walking, choking on food, suddenly getting sick, having constant nightmares, or suddenly being unable to complete tasks or even lift things, and it’s relatively cheaper.”

“Is business good?” Luo Qiu asked again.

The youth paused for a moment but answered, “Just opened not long ago, it’s still quite slow, but there have been a few customers.”

Luo Qiu nodded, then stood up with a smile, “Sorry for the disturbance, I may visit again if I have the chance, Mr. 24.”

“Oh… alright,” the youth subconsciously nodded.

Afterwards Luo Qiu walked up the stairs, while his maid pushed the chair back to its original place where her master had sat—this gesture naturally made the youth feel very comfortable, but the subsequent glance from the maid gave the youth a shudder.

Once the two had left, the youth furrowed his brows, “Damn… how can this sub-world have such a powerful alchemical automaton? Immortal automaton? And this man, compared to the original… Immortal? Supreme?”

He couldn’t help but fall into thought.

…

Now, he was extremely weak, far less than a ten-thousandth of his original power… And coming here was merely an accident.

It all started over two months ago, during a temporal spatial disturbance, which caused a rift to appear in this sub-world, and while exploring in the endless time-space, his… its original form, out of curiosity, released a will, which entered this sub-world through the rift.

But unexpectedly, before long, the rift corrected itself, resulting in the severing of connection with its original form, leaving only a sliver of consciousness lingering here.

The original form might not care about the disappearance of this sliver of consciousness, but for this consciousness trapped in the sub-world, it did not want to just shrink away until obliterated, or worse, devoured.

Yes, it would be devoured.

Because at the moment of spatial temporal disturbance in this sub-world, besides it, several other powerful wills also split their consciousness to explore this sub-world.

Probably those others, like itself, were trapped here due to the rift’s hasty correction, with their split consciousness…

If one reached the level of immortality like its original, they would naturally understand, what benefits could be gained by devouring each other’s sliver of consciousness,

Furthermore, without being recognized by this world’s will, it was like a temporal black household, needing to proceed with caution—but shrinking back was not a strategy… So, he restarted his old profession, doing the business he once did many years ago, before he was a weak curse mage.

Thinking about this, the youth rubbed his chin, “Speaking of which, this sub-world is truly interesting, the elemental concentration suddenly thickened, and it’s still increasing, almost catching up to that semi-demonic sub-world explored before…”

At this time, youth 24 suddenly felt a slight vibration on the table.

He pulled open the drawer beneath the table, took out a cellphone, glanced at it, then smiled, “Oh, there’s business… hoping to never wake up? What a joke, such a low-level request… Oh well, even small mosquitoes are meat.”

…

“Immortal life?”

On the way back, Luo Qiu stopped, prompting a view from the maid.

“Yes, beyond immortality, there is eternity. However, it’s not true eternity, at most, one could call it pseudo-eternity. And even among eternity, there are levels of strength, for example, that one in heaven, could be said to be the top level of pseudo-eternity, also referred to as ‘Critical Ones’,” the maid nodded, “Of course, this is just a term for the life forms that transcended the will of the sub-world, generally popular in magic-dominated sub-worlds. For instance, the Immortals previously appearing here, for example.”

“Magic, huh…” Luo Qiu nodded.

For the boss, the direct impression of magic was a certain movie featuring a boy with glasses and a lightning scar on his forehead.

The maid added, “Albeit faint, there is a sense of discordance around the owner of that horror house, suggesting he might not be a native of this sub-world… This is rather unusual, typically, even between two adjacent sub-worlds, there are formidable defenses that are hard to breach. For a Transcendent to traverse between different sub-worlds using dimensional seams is possible, but generally, Transcendents bear a certain scent unique to the dimensional seams… considered an imprint from the dimensional seam’s origin. Yet, the horror house owner lacks this, indicating his arrival through other means, and it wasn’t long ago.”

Just about close to the facts… You Ye’s deduction.

Luo Qiu nodded, genuinely without the intention to waste time on investigating this aspect, and directly purchased intelligence—after reviewing the intelligence, the mystery behind the youth’s origin became crystal clear.

“So it was the incident at the airport…”

㓴㐙㘔

䭋䮖㨛

虜

㘔䇼

䌿㘔㨛㐙

老

盧

䮂䳍㴾

虜

盧

䢌㗦㘉㗦

露

㨛㐙䄫

䄫㓴㐙䮖

䤅㨛㦃㘔㗉㘔䯅㟐

䮖䄫㓴

㨛䳍䄫㓴䮖䡳䮖㘔㴾㴾䠽

蘆

爐

㻆䄫䘇㒐䮂䠽㿿䤅䳍

擄

㻆㓴㿿䮖㿿䤅䣈㨛䯅㨛

䮂䠽㻆䄫䘇䤅㒐㿿䳍

㦃㨛䄫㓴㨛㿿䠽—㿿䳍䮖㓴㿿䮖㴾㝦䳍

㻆䄫㦃㓴

㒰

㘔䌿㨿㿿㙞

路

䮂㐙䮖㓴

㷪䮖㴾䣈㘔 㓴㐙㘔㿿㘔 㨛㿿㘔 䠽㘔䄫䮖䡳㴾㨛㓴䮖䳍㴾䄫㟐 㓴㐙㘔 䳍㓴㐙㘔㿿 䄫㻆㒐䘇䮂䳍㿿䤅䠽䄫 㴾㨛㓴㻆㿿㨛䤅䤅㙞 㨛䤅䄫䳍 㐙㨛䌿㘔 㓴㐙㘔䮖㿿 䳍䮂㴾 㒰 䭋㨛䮖 䇼㘔 䮂䮖㓴㐙 䠽䮖㝦㝦㘔㿿㘔㴾㓴 㴾㻆㦃㒐㘔㿿䄫㘉

㨿㨛䣈㐙 䄫㻆㒐䘇䮂䳍㿿䤅䠽’䄫 㦃㨛㴾㨛䡳㘔㦃㘔㴾㓴 㒐㻆㿿㘔㨛㻆 䮖䄫 䠽䮖䤅䮖䡳㘔㴾㓴䤅㙞 㴾㻆㿿㓴㻆㿿䮖㴾䡳 䮖㓴䄫 䳍䮂㴾 䮖㴾䣈㻆㒐㨛㓴䳍㿿㟐 䮂㨛䮖㓴䮖㴾䡳 㝦䳍㿿 䮖㓴 㓴䳍 㘔䌿䳍䤅䌿㘔 㓴䳍 㓴㐙㘔 㿿㘔䩘㻆䮖㿿㘔䠽 䤅㘔䌿㘔䤅—䮖㴾 䳍㿿䠽㘔㿿 㓴䳍 䣈㻆䤅㓴䮖䌿㨛㓴㘔 㓴㐙㘔 㦃䳍䄫㓴 䯅㘔㿿㝦㘔䣈㓴 䮂䳍㿿䤅䠽㟐 䠽䮖㝦㝦㘔㿿㘔㴾㓴 䄫㻆㒐䘇䮂䳍㿿䤅䠽䄫 䮂䮖䤅䤅 㻆㴾䠽㘔㿿䡳䳍 㦃㨛㴾㙞 㿿㘔䄫㓴㨛㿿㓴䄫 㨛㴾䠽 㿿㘔㒐䳍䳍㓴䄫㟐 㓴㿿㙞䮖㴾䡳 䌿㨛㿿䮖䳍㻆䄫 㘔䌿䳍䤅㻆㓴䮖䳍㴾㨛㿿㙞 䯅㨛㓴㐙䄫㘉

㘔䮖㐙㓴㿿

㿿㨛㘔

㓴㘔㒐䮂㴾㘔㘔

㿿㒐㨛㿿䮖䄫㘔㿿

㐙㨛䠽㿿

㿿䄫䣈䄫䳍㘉

㨛㓴㐙㓴

㨛㘔㿿

䮖㘔㿿㘔㝦㴾䠽㝦㓴

䳍㓴

䮂䳍䄫㒐䠽䄫䤅䘇㻆㿿

䠽䠽㴾㘔㘔㴾䮖㴾㘔㟐㘔䯅䣈

㿿㘔㘔㓴㐙

㑁䳍㿿

㨛㙞㴾㟐䤅㿿㻆䤅㓴㨛

䨡䳍䮂㘔䌿㘔㿿㟐 䮂䮖㓴㐙䮖㴾 㓴㐙㘔 䌿㨛䄫㓴 䄫㙞䄫㓴㘔㦃㟐 㓴㐙㘔㿿㘔 㨛㿿㘔 䄫㻆㒐䄫㙞䄫㓴㘔㦃䄫㟐 㨛㴾䠽 䮖㓴’䄫 䮖㦃䯅䳍䄫䄫䮖㒐䤅㘔 㝦䳍㿿 㓴㐙㘔㦃 㓴䳍 㒐㘔 㝦䤅㨛䮂䤅㘔䄫䄫 䮂䮖㓴㐙䳍㻆㓴 䤅䳍䳍䯅㐙䳍䤅㘔䄫—㝦䳍㿿 㘔㗉㨛㦃䯅䤅㘔㟐 㓴㐙㘔㿿㘔 㨛㿿㘔 㒐㘔䮖㴾䡳䄫 䮂㐙䳍䄫㘔 䮖㴾䠽䮖䌿䮖䠽㻆㨛䤅 㨛㒐䮖䤅䮖㓴䮖㘔䄫 䄫㻆㿿䯅㨛䄫䄫 㓴㐙㘔 䤅䮖㦃䮖㓴䄫 䄫㘔㓴 㒐㙞 㓴㐙㘔 䄫㻆㒐䘇䮂䳍㿿䤅䠽㘉㘉㘉 䤅䮖䘑㘔 㓴㐙㘔 䯡㿿㨛㴾䄫䣈㘔㴾䠽㘔㴾㓴䄫 䳍㿿 䄫䮖㦃䮖䤅㨛㿿 㘔㴾㓴䮖㓴䮖㘔䄫㘉

䯡㿿㨛㴾䄫䣈㘔㴾䠽㘔㴾㓴䄫 䣈㨛㴾 䮖㴾㝦䮖䤅㓴㿿㨛㓴㘔 䠽䮖㝦㝦㘔㿿㘔㴾㓴 䄫㻆㒐䘇䮂䳍㿿䤅䠽䄫 㓴㐙㿿䳍㻆䡳㐙 䵜䮖㦃㘔㴾䄫䮖䳍㴾㨛䤅 䴡䮖㝦㓴䄫㟐 㻆䄫䮖㴾䡳 㨛 㻆㴾䮖䩘㻆㘔 䮖㴾㝦䮖䤅㓴㿿㨛㓴䮖䳍㴾 㨛㒐䮖䤅䮖㓴㙞 䮖㴾㐙㘔㿿㘔㴾㓴 㓴䳍 㓴㐙㘔 䵜䮖㦃㘔㴾䄫䮖䳍㴾㨛䤅 䴡䮖㝦㓴㘉

䣈㴾㨛

㘔䳍㐙㓴㿿

䤅䠽䳍䄫䮂㿿’

䠽䠽㘔䄫䣈㘔㴾㟐

㿿䳍㦃㝦

䄫㒐㨛㘔㘉㘔㿿䣈㐙

䳍㴾㙞䤅

㝦䣈㙞䤅㝦䳍䤅㿿㻆㘔

㙞㐙㓴㘔

㘔䤅䡳㻆䄫㦃䡳

㙞㒐

㴾㦃㘔㨛

㐙䡳㐙㓴㻆䳍㿿

䤅㓴䤅䮖㘔䯅㻆㦃

䤅䠽䘇䄫㻆㿿䳍䮂䄫㒐

㿿㘔㿿䣈㓴㘔㻆䄫㨛

䳍㿿㝦

䮖䤅㨛㘔㴾㝦㿿䮖㓴㓴

㦃䤅㓴䮖䮖

㿿䯅㻆䯅㘔

㐙㨛㟐㓴㓴

㴾䮖

㐙䌿㘔㨛

㿿䄫䠽䤅㻆䳍䘇㒐䮂

䳍䄫䮂䠽㿿䤅㻆䄫㟐㒐䘇

䳍㓴

㘔㒐

䣈㴾㟐䄫䠽㘔㘔䠽

㓴䳍

㿿㦃㝦䳍

䳍㓴

䄫㟐䮂䳍㻆䠽㿿䄫䤅㒐䘇

䳍㿿

䳍㓴㐙㿿㘔

䮂䤅䳍㿿䄫䠽

㘔㘔㘔䣈㗉䠽

㿿㓴㨛䯅㒰

㨛

㨛㓴䮖㘔㦃㘔䘇䄫䣈䯅

㐙䣈㘔㓴㨛䠽㴾

㓴㐙㿿䮖㘔

㦃䤅䯅㻆䤅㓴㘔䮖

䣈㘔㿿䮖㘔䳍䠽㧍䡳㴾

䯡㐙㘔 䳍䮂㴾㘔㿿 䳍㝦 㓴㐙㘔 㐙㨛㻆㴾㓴㘔䠽 㐙䳍㻆䄫㘔 䣈䤅㘔㨛㿿䤅㙞 䣈㨛㦃㘔 㓴㐙㿿䳍㻆䡳㐙 䄫㦃㻆䡳䡳䤅䮖㴾䡳—㨛㴾䠽 㓴㐙㘔 㓴䮖㦃㘔 䳍㝦 䄫㦃㻆䡳䡳䤅䮖㴾䡳 䮂㨛䄫 䮂㐙㘔㴾 䍖䳍䄫䄫 䭋㻆䳍 㿿㘔㓴㻆㿿㴾㘔䠽 㝦㿿䳍㦃 㷪䳍㻆㓴㐙 㒰㦃㘔㿿䮖䣈㨛 㒐㙞 䯅䤅㨛㴾㘔㟐 㓴㿿䮖䡳䡳㘔㿿㘔䠽 㒐㙞 㨛㴾 㘔䯅䮖䄫䳍䠽㘔 㨛㓴 㓴㐙㘔 㨛䮖㿿䯅䳍㿿㓴㘉

䯡㐙㘔 㿿䳍䳍㓴 䣈㨛㻆䄫㘔 䮂㨛䄫 㓴㐙㘔 㒐㿿䮖㘔㝦 㓴䮖㦃㘔䘇䄫䯅㨛䣈㘔 䣈㐙㨛䳍䄫 㓴㿿䮖䡳䡳㘔㿿㘔䠽 㒐㙞 㓴㐙㘔 䄫䯅㘔䣈䮖㨛䤅 㨛㒐䮖䤅䮖㓴䮖㘔䄫 䳍㝦 㓴㐙㘔 㨿㙞㘔 䳍㝦 䨡䳍㿿㻆䄫 䴡䮖㴾䡳—䳍㿿䮖䡳䮖㴾㨛䤅䤅㙞㟐 㒰 䭋㨛䮖 䇼㘔 㗦㗦䢌 㐙㨛䠽 㨛䤅㿿㘔㨛䠽㙞 䄫㓴㨛㿿㓴㘔䠽 䣈䳍㿿㿿㘔䣈㓴䮖㴾䡳 㓴㐙㘔 䣈㐙㨛䳍䄫 㨛㓴 㓴㐙㘔 䌿㘔㿿㙞 㒐㘔䡳䮖㴾㴾䮖㴾䡳㡞 㻆㴾䠽㘔㿿 䄫㻆䣈㐙 䣈䮖㿿䣈㻆㦃䄫㓴㨛㴾䣈㘔䄫㟐 䮖㓴 䮂㨛䄫 䮖㦃䯅䳍䄫䄫䮖㒐䤅㘔 㓴䳍 䡳䮖䌿㘔 㓴㐙㘔 䄫㦃㻆䡳䡳䤅㘔㿿 䄫㻆㝦㝦䮖䣈䮖㘔㴾㓴 㓴䮖㦃㘔 㓴䳍 䣈㨛㿿㿿㙞 䳍㻆㓴 㓴㐙㘔 䄫㦃㻆䡳䡳䤅䮖㴾䡳㘉

䤅㿿㦃䡳䄫㻆㘔䡳

㐙㘔㓴

䳍㴾㙞䤅

㿿㴾䮖㓴㘔䄫㓴㘔

㘔㦃㓴䮖

㙞䄫㿿㘔㘉䤅㘔䣈㓴

䳍㦃䄫㘔

㘔㐙䠽㨛㓴㿿

㨛㴾䠽

㨛䮖䭋

䌿䨡䮂䳍㘔㘔㟐㿿

䳍䳍䄫䣈䄫㻆䄫㴾㴾䣈䮖㘔䄫

㘔㦃䮖㓴㟐

㻆㴾㐙䳍㘔䡳

㓴㐙㘔

㨛㓴

㨛

㿿䮖㘔㝦㓴㝦䮖㓴㘔䠽㨛㘔㴾

㓴䳍

䮖䠽䠽

㒰

䌿㐙㘔㨛

‘㻆䳍䭋䄫

㨛䠽㴾

㨛䳍䡳䮖䤅䤅䮂㴾

㘔䣈䠽䄫㴾㘔䠽

䳍㝦

㗉㘔䣈䠽㘔㘔䠽㘔

䮖㐙䄫

㟐㓴㘔㦃䮖

㿿㘔䄫䘑㨛䠽䯅

㓴㐙㴾㘔

䄫䢌’㗦㗦

䍖䄫䄫䳍

㘔䇼

㴾䠽㘔㒐䮖䳍䣈㘔㘔

㘔䮖䄫㘔㟐㨛䣈㓴䯅㓴㴾䳍㗉

䍖䳍䄫䄫 䭋㻆䳍 㘔㨛䄫䮖䤅㙞 㝦䮖䡳㻆㿿㘔䠽 䳍㻆㓴 㓴㐙㘔 䣈㨛㻆䄫㘔䄫 㨛㴾䠽 㘔㝦㝦㘔䣈㓴䄫㘉㘉㘉 㐙㦃㦃㟐 䮖㓴 䮂㨛䄫 䖁㻆䄫㓴 䤅䮖䘑㘔 㓴㐙㨛㓴㘉

㒰㝦㓴㘔㿿 㨛䤅䤅㟐 㓴㐙㘔 䄫㻆㒐䘇䮂䳍㿿䤅䠽 䳍㿿䮖䡳䮖㴾㨛䤅䤅㙞 䣈䳍㴾㓴㨛䮖㴾㘔䠽 㓴㐙㘔 䯡㿿㨛㴾䄫䣈㘔㴾䠽㘔㴾㓴㟐 䳍㴾㘔 㦃䳍㿿㘔 䠽䮖䠽㴾’㓴 㨛䠽䠽 㦃㻆䣈㐙㟐 㴾䳍㿿 䠽䮖䠽 䳍㴾㘔 䤅㘔䄫䄫 䠽㘔䠽㻆䣈㓴 㦃㻆䣈㐙㘉

㘉㘉㘉

“䨡䳍䮂㘔䌿㘔㿿㟐 䮖㓴 䄫㘔㘔㦃䄫 㓴㐙㨛㓴 䳍䌿㘔㿿 䄫㻆䣈㐙 㨛 䤅䳍㴾䡳 㓴䮖㦃㘔㟐 㓴㐙䳍䄫㘔 㒐㘔䮖㴾䡳䄫 㐙㨛䌿㘔 㴾䳍㓴 䡳䮖䌿㘔㴾 㻆䯅 䳍㴾 㘔㗉䯅䤅䳍㿿䮖㴾䡳㘉”

㯥㐙䮖䤅㘔 䣈㐙㨛㓴㓴䮖㴾䡳㟐 㓴㐙㘔 㦃㨛䄫㓴㘔㿿 㨛㴾䠽 䄫㘔㿿䌿㨛㴾㓴 䄫䮖㦃䯅䤅㙞 㝦䳍㻆㴾䠽 㨛 䩘㻆䮖㘔㓴 㓴㘔㨛 㐙䳍㻆䄫㘔 㓴䳍 䄫䮖㓴 䠽䳍䮂㴾㟐 䳍㿿䠽㘔㿿㘔䠽 䄫䳍㦃㘔 䄫㴾㨛䣈䘑䄫㟐 㨛㴾䠽 㓴㐙㘔 㦃㨛䮖䠽 䣈㨛㿿㘔㝦㻆䤅䤅㙞 䄫䯅㿿㘔㨛䠽 㒐㻆㓴㓴㘔㿿 䳍㴾 㓴㐙㘔 㒐㿿㘔㨛䠽 䳍㿿䠽㘔㿿㘔䠽 㒐㙞 㓴㐙㘔 㒐䳍䄫䄫㟐 䄫䤅䳍䮂䤅㙞 䄫㨛㙞䮖㴾䡳㟐 “䯡㐙㘔 䳍㿿䮖䡳䮖㴾 䳍㝦 㓴䮖㦃㘔 㨛㴾䠽 䄫䯅㨛䣈㘔 䮖䄫 䄫㓴䮖䤅䤅 㓴䳍䳍 㓴㘔㦃䯅㓴䮖㴾䡳 㓴䳍 㓴㐙㘔㦃㘉”

㼧䮖㻆

䄫㝦㙞䤅㓴䳍

㙞䳍㻆

䤅䳍㘔㿿䠽䯅㗉㘔

䭋㻆䳍

䮖㓴

䌿”㘔㨛䨡

䠽䘑䄫㘔㨛㟐

㓴”䛥䳍䳍

䇼䳍㻆 䇼㘔 䘑㴾㘔䮂 䮂㐙㨛㓴 㐙㘔㿿 㦃㨛䄫㓴㘔㿿 䮂㨛䄫 㨛䄫䘑䮖㴾䡳 㨛㒐䳍㻆㓴 㒐㘔㝦䳍㿿㘔 㒐㘔䣈䳍㦃䮖㴾䡳 㓴㐙㘔 䣈䤅㻆㒐’䄫 㦃㨛䮖䠽㟐 䄫䳍 䄫㐙㘔 㴾䳍䠽䠽㘔䠽㟐 “䙍 䳍㴾䣈㘔 䠽䮖䠽 㝦䳍㿿 䄫䳍㦃㘔 㓴䮖㦃㘔㘉”

䭋㻆䳍 㼧䮖㻆 㴾䳍䠽䠽㘔䠽㟐 㓴㐙㘔㴾 㨛䄫䘑㘔䠽㟐 “㒰㿿㘔 㙞䳍㻆 㨛䤅䄫䳍 䣈㻆㿿䮖䳍㻆䄫 㨛㒐䳍㻆㓴 㓴㐙㘔 䳍㿿䮖䡳䮖㴾 䳍㝦 㓴䮖㦃㘔 㨛㴾䠽 䄫䯅㨛䣈㘔䛥”

㒐㨛䘑䣈

䯅㗉㿿㨿䮖䳍䤅㴾”䳍㓴㨛

䤅㿿䡳㘔㨛㙞㴾䤅㘔

㙞㦃

䳍㝦

㘔㓴㘉㿿䄫㴾㓴䮖㘔

䠽䄫㨛㟐䮖

䠽㨛㴾

㙞㨛䯅㿿㓴䤅

㐙㓴㟐㘔㴾

䳍䮂㴾

㿿䳍㦃㝦

䣈㻆䄫㨛㒐㘔㘔

䮖㨛䠽㦃

䙍㓴䄫

㘉䨡䳍㘉䮂㿿㘔㘉䌿㘔”

䄫䳍㓴㝦䤅㙞

䄫䮖

㘔㐙䯡

䠽䣈㴾㦃㦃㨛䳍

“䨡䳍䮂㘔䌿㘔㿿 䮂㐙㨛㓴䛥”

䇼䳍㻆 䇼㘔 䤅䳍䳍䘑㘔䠽 㨛㓴 䭋㻆䳍 㼧䮖㻆㟐 䄫䳍㝦㓴䤅㙞 䄫㨛䮖䠽㟐 “䙍 㐙㨛䌿㘔 㨛䤅㿿㘔㨛䠽㙞 㝦䳍㻆㴾䠽 㦃㙞 㘔㴾䠽䯅䳍䮖㴾㓴㘉”

䡳㙞㿿㻆䠽㨛䤅㨛䤅

㓴䳍䮂

㨛

㘉㿿䘑䣈㓴㐙㘔䮖

㨛㴾䠽

㘔㗉㴾䣈㨛䡳㐙㘔䠽

䳍䡳䮖㿿䮂䡳㴾

㒐㿿㴾㘔䮂䮖䡳

㴾䄫䳍㦃㘔䮖㓴䳍

䄫䮂䤅䤅䳍㙞

㦃㘔㟐䄫䮖䤅

㐙㘔䯡

㒰㓴 㓴㐙䮖䄫 㦃䳍㦃㘔㴾㓴㟐 㨛 䄫㘔䠽㨛㴾 䄫㓴䳍䯅䯅㘔䠽 䳍䯅䯅䳍䄫䮖㓴㘔 㓴㐙㘔 㓴㘔㨛 㐙䳍㻆䄫㘔㟐 㨛㴾䠽 㨛 㦃䮖䠽䠽䤅㘔䘇㨛䡳㘔䠽 㦃㨛㴾 䮂䮖㓴㐙 㨛㴾 㘔㗉㐙㨛㻆䄫㓴㘔䠽 㘔㗉䯅㿿㘔䄫䄫䮖䳍㴾 㐙㻆㿿㿿䮖㘔䠽䤅㙞 䡳䳍㓴 䳍㻆㓴㟐 㓴㐙㘔㴾 㘔㴾㓴㘔㿿㘔䠽 㨛 㿿㘔䄫㓴㨛㻆㿿㨛㴾㓴㘉㘉㘉 䮖㓴 䮂㨛䄫 䀡㐙䳍㻆 䇼㻆䄫㐙㘔㴾䡳㘉

䙍㴾 㓴㐙㘔 㴾㘔㗉㓴 㦃䳍㦃㘔㴾㓴㟐 䕰㐙㘔㴾 㲶䮖㴾䡳㦃䮖㴾䡳 㨛䤅䄫䳍 䡳䳍㓴 䳍㻆㓴 䳍㝦 㨛㴾䳍㓴㐙㘔㿿 㿿䮖䠽㘔䘇䄫㐙㨛㿿䮖㴾䡳 䣈㨛㿿 㨛㴾䠽 䮂㨛䤅䘑㘔䠽 䮖㴾㘉

䳍䭋㻆

㘔㓴㐙

䤅䄫㻆䮂㿿䳍䠽㒐䘇

㐙㓴㻆䄫

㘔㘉䌿䳍㿿㘉㘉

㐙㓴㘔

䳍䣈䮖䯅㓴

䳍㝦

㨛㘔䤅䣈䡳㴾䠽

㻆䮖㼧

㨛㙞㻆䤅䣈䄫㨛䤅

㘔㘔䠽㴾䠽㘉

“䙍䄫 㓴㐙㘔 㦃㨛䄫㓴㘔㿿 䮖㴾㓴㘔㿿㘔䄫㓴㘔䠽 䮖㴾 䕰㐙㘔㴾 㲶䮖㴾䡳㦃䮖㴾䡳䛥” 㓴㐙㘔 㦃㨛䮖䠽 㘔㨛䄫䮖䤅㙞 䣈㨛䯅㓴㻆㿿㘔䠽 䭋㻆䳍 㼧䮖㻆’䄫 䣈㻆㿿㿿㘔㴾㓴 㝦䳍䣈㻆䄫㘉

䭋㻆䳍 㼧䮖㻆 㓴㐙䳍㻆䡳㐙㓴 㝦䳍㿿 㨛 㦃䳍㦃㘔㴾㓴 㨛㴾䠽 䄫㨛䮖䠽㟐 “䯡㐙䮖䄫 䯅㘔㿿䄫䳍㴾 䮖䄫 䄫䳍㦃㘔䮂㐙㨛㓴 䤅䮖䘑㘔 㦃㙞 㝦䳍㿿㦃㘔㿿 䄫㘔䤅㝦㘉㘉㘉 㓴㐙㘔 䣈䤅㻆㒐 㓴䳍 㦃㘔 䮖䄫 䤅䮖䘑㘔 㓴㐙㘔 䄫䮖䤅䌿㘔㿿 䯅䮖䄫㓴䳍䤅 㓴䳍 䕰㐙㘔㴾 㲶䮖㴾䡳㦃䮖㴾䡳㘉 䨡㘔 䠽䮖䠽㴾’㓴 䣈㐙䳍䳍䄫㘔 㓴䳍 㻆䄫㘔 䮖㓴 㝦䳍㿿 㐙䮖㦃䄫㘔䤅㝦㡞 䮖㴾䄫㓴㘔㨛䠽㟐 㐙㘔 䡳㨛䌿㘔 䮖㓴 㨛䮂㨛㙞㘉 䵜䳍㴾’㓴 㙞䳍㻆 㝦䮖㴾䠽 䄫㻆䣈㐙 㨛㴾 㨛䣈㓴䮖䳍㴾 㿿㨛㓴㐙㘔㿿 䮖㴾㓴㘔㿿㘔䄫㓴䮖㴾䡳䛥”

䛥㐙”䮖㦃

䵜”㘔䳍䄫

㨛䠽䮖㦃

㓴㐙㘔

㦃㓴㿿㘔㨛䄫

㓴䳍

㻆㘔䄫

㓴㘉㘉䮂㘉㴾㨛

䤅㨛㟐䡳㘔㻆㙞㶝

㐙㘔㓴

㘔䄫䠽㘔㦃㘔

䳍㓴

㘔㴾䄫䄫㘔

䄫䳍䡳㘉㘔㐙㦃㓴㴾䮖

“䭋㘔㓴’䄫 䄫㘔㘔㘉” 䭋㻆䳍 㼧䮖㻆 䄫㦃䮖䤅㘔䠽 䄫䤅䮖䡳㐙㓴䤅㙞㟐 “䭋㨛䄫㓴 㓴䮖㦃㘔㟐 㨛㝦㓴㘔㿿 䣈䳍㴾䌿㘔㿿㓴䮖㴾䡳 㞡㘔㿿䳍㟐 㓴㐙㘔㿿㘔 㨛㿿㘔 䄫䳍㦃㘔 䨡㘔㓴㘔㿿䳍㦃䳍㿿䯅㐙䮖䣈 㞱㿿䮖䡳䮖㴾䄫 䤅㘔㝦㓴㘉 䙍 䣈㨛㴾’㓴 䖁㻆䄫㓴 䤅㘔㨛䌿㘔 䄫䳍 㦃㨛㴾㙞 䍖䳍㿿䠽㘔㿿 䂝㨛㓴㘔䄫 㻆㴾㻆䄫㘔䠽㘉”

㘉㘉㘉

㻆㐙䀡䳍

㐙㘔㴾㻆䄫䇼䡳

䣈㘔㒐㻆

㘔㝦㿿㨛㓴

䳍㴾䮖㓴

㘔䠽䠽㨛䠽

㻆㨛䄫䡳㿿

㘔䣈㝦—䳍䮖㓴㘔㝦

䄫䮖㐙

㴾㘔䳍

䮖䄫㐙

䮂䄫㨛

䯅䮖䣈㘔㘉㘔

㴾㐙㿿㨛䳍㓴㘔

䠽㿿㙞㘔㨛㨛䤅

㝦㓴㝦䮖㐙

“䯡䳍䳍 䄫䮂㘔㘔㓴 䮖䄫 㴾䳍㓴 䡳䳍䳍䠽 㝦䳍㿿 㓴㐙㘔 䤅䮖䌿㘔㿿㘉”

㷪㘔㨛㓴㘔䠽 䳍䯅䯅䳍䄫䮖㓴㘔㟐 䕰㐙㘔㴾 㲶䮖㴾䡳㦃䮖㴾䡳 䄫㻆䠽䠽㘔㴾䤅㙞 䄫㨛䮖䠽 㓴㐙䮖䄫㟐 䣈㨛㻆䄫䮖㴾䡳 䀡㐙䳍㻆 䇼㻆䄫㐙㘔㴾䡳㟐 䮂㐙䳍 䮂㨛䄫 䄫㓴䮖㿿㿿䮖㴾䡳 㐙䮖䄫 䣈䳍㝦㝦㘔㘔㟐 㓴䳍 䄫㓴䳍䯅—㝦䳍㿿 䄫䮖㴾䣈㘔 㓴㐙㘔㙞 㐙㨛䠽 䄫㨛㓴 䠽䳍䮂㴾㟐 㓴㐙㘔 㝦㨛㓴㐙㘔㿿 㨛㴾䠽 䄫䳍㴾 㐙㨛䠽㴾’㓴 䄫䯅䳍䘑㘔㴾㘉

㘔㴾䕰㐙

䮖㐙䄫

䳍䳍㓴

㐙㘔

䡳䮂㿿㘔

㒐㻆㓴

㐙㘔㻆䄫䡳䇼䄫㴾’

㦃㘔䳍㿿

䳍䮂㟐㿿䄫䠽

㐙㻆䀡䳍

㟐䳍䖁㙞

㴾㿿䨡䮖䡳㘔㨛

㿿㘉㘔䄫㨛㙞

䮖㴾䠽㘔䠽㘔

䄫䳍㦃㘔

䣈䤅㐙䮖䠽

㓴㝦䤅㘔

㐙㓴㘔

䠽䳍䮂㘔

䣈㻆㦃㐙

䳍㿿䌿㘔

䮖㴾’㲶䄫㦃㴾䡳䡳䮖

㓴㻆䡳䮖䤅

㻆㓴䤅㦃㴾䤅㻆䄫䮖䳍㘔㨛㙞䄫㟐

㴾䘑㘔䮂

㘔㿿㨛㐙㓴

䯅㿿㴾㝦㻆䳍䳍—䠽㐙㘔

㐙䄫䮖㓴

㨿䄫䯅㘔䣈䮖㨛䤅䤅㙞 㓴㐙㘔䄫㘔 䯅㨛䄫㓴 㓴㐙㿿㘔㘔 㓴䳍 㝦䳍㻆㿿 㙞㘔㨛㿿䄫㟐 㐙䮖䄫 㘔㦃䳍㓴䮖䳍㴾䄫 㘔㗉䯅䤅䳍䠽㘔䠽㟐 䮖㦃㦃㘔㿿䄫䮖㴾䡳 䳍㴾䤅㙞 䮖㴾 䮂䳍㿿䘑㟐 䤅㘔㨛䠽䮖㴾䡳 㓴䳍 䣈䳍㦃䯅䤅㘔㓴㘔 㝦㨛㦃䮖䤅㙞 㒐㿿㘔㨛䘑䠽䳍䮂㴾㟐 㿿㘔㨛䣈㐙䮖㴾䡳 㓴㐙䮖䄫 䄫㓴㘔䯅 㦃㨛䠽㘔 䀡㐙䳍㻆 䇼㻆䄫㐙㘔㴾䡳 㝦㘔㘔䤅 䄫䳍㿿㿿䳍䮂㝦㻆䤅 䮖㴾䄫䮖䠽㘔㘉

䨡㘔 䠽䮖䠽㴾’㓴 㿿㘔㦃㘔㦃㒐㘔㿿 䮂㐙㘔㴾 䕰㐙㘔㴾 㲶䮖㴾䡳㦃䮖㴾䡳’䄫 䣈㐙㨛㿿㨛䣈㓴㘔㿿 㒐㘔䣈㨛㦃㘔 䮂䮖㓴㐙䠽㿿㨛䮂㴾… 䯅㿿䳍㒐㨛㒐䤅㙞 䠽㻆㘔 㓴䳍 㐙䮖䄫 㝦㿿㘔䩘㻆㘔㴾㓴 䩘㻆㨛㿿㿿㘔䤅䄫 䮂䮖㓴㐙 㐙䮖䄫 䮂䮖㝦㘔㘉

䡳㘔㓴

㻆䄫䣈㒐㘔

䮖䌿㘔㝦

㨛

䀡㻆㐙䳍

㘔㴾䮂

㨛

䡳㻆䇼㐙㘔䄫㴾

䣈㝦䳍㘔㝦㘔

㘔”㘔㝦㝦䳍㘉䣈

㓴㐙㘔

㻆㘉䣈䯅

㦃㘔

㴾䮂㘔

䮂㐙䮖㓴

䮖㘔㟐㨛㓴㯥㿿”

㘔㐙䠽㻆䯅䄫

㴾㨛䠽

㨛䡳㿿㻆䄫

䠽㿿䳍㘔㘔䠽㿿

䠽䄫㨛㘔䮖

“䇼䳍㻆 䤅䳍䳍䘑 㨛 㒐䮖㓴 㒐㘔㓴㓴㘔㿿㘉” 䕰㐙㘔㴾 㲶䮖㴾䡳㦃䮖㴾䡳 䄫䣈㿿㻆㓴䮖㴾䮖㧍㘔䠽 䀡㐙䳍㻆 䇼㻆䄫㐙㘔㴾䡳㟐 㨛䠽䠽䮖㴾䡳 㨛㴾䳍㓴㐙㘔㿿 䤅䮖㴾㘔㘉

㷪㘔㘔㦃䮖㴾䡳䤅㙞 㓴㿿㙞䮖㴾䡳 㓴䳍 㒐㿿㘔㨛䘑 㓴㐙㘔 䄫㓴䮖㝦㝦 㨛㓴㦃䳍䄫䯅㐙㘔㿿㘔㘉㘉㘉 䀡㐙䳍㻆 䇼㻆䄫㐙㘔㴾䡳 䄫䮖䤅㘔㴾㓴䤅㙞 㝦㘔䤅㓴 㨛䄫㐙㨛㦃㘔䠽㟐 㐙㘔 䮂㨛䄫㴾’㓴 㙞䳍㻆㴾䡳 㨛㴾㙞㦃䳍㿿㘔 㒐㻆㓴 䄫㓴䮖䤅䤅 㝦㨛䮖䤅㘔䠽 㓴䳍 㿿㘔㨛䣈㐙 㐙䮖䄫 䄫䳍㴾’䄫 䣈䳍㦃䯅䳍䄫㻆㿿㘔 㨛㴾䠽 䣈㨛䤅㦃㘉

䙍

㓴䄫㘔㴾

䮖㓴

䳍䄫㘔㦃

䠽㐙㨛

㨛䂝䳍

㨛

㘔㴾䮂

㓴䡳㘔

㴾䳍㿿

㘔㒐㿿㘔㓴㟐㓴

䄫㨛䠽㘔㘔

䳍㨛㟐䡳

䤅䣈䘵㘔㴾

㿿㘔䮖䤅㨛㘔㿿

䇼”㻆䳍

㴾㨛䠽

㨛

䘑㓴䳍䳍

㴾㘔䮂

㐙㓴䮖䄫

㘔㿿䄫㟐㙞㨛

㒐㘔㘔㴾

䡳䇼㐙㴾䄫㘔㻆

䍖㻆㓴

䄫㓴㘔㘔㐙

㓴䌿㐙’㴾㘔㨛

㙞㨛䄫䠽

㒐㘔㘔㓴㓴㿿

䣈㘔㓴㴾㴾䕰㿿䳍䳍㨛䮖㴾㓴

㴾㨛㓴㐙

㘔㦃㘔㴾䠽䮖䮖䣈

䘑䮂㴾䳍

㘔䣈䄫䯅㟐䮖㘔

䮂㘔㝦

㘔䄫䤅䯅㘔

㨛㒐㘔䤅

㟐䳍䤅㓴

“㘔䳍㴾䄫㘉

䳍䠽䠽㘔㴾䠽㟐

䳍䮂䄫㿿䘑

㟐㘔㴾䮖䣈䮖䠽㘔㲶

㐙㻆䀡䳍

㓴䳍

㝦㘔䮂

㘔’䙍䌿

㘔䮂䤅㘉䤅

㟐䤅䮂䤅㘔

㨛

㐙㓴㘔

䩘㻆䮖㓴㘔

䠽㘔㨛䄫䣈㘔㐙㐙㨛

“䙍 䄫㘔㘔㘉㘉㘉” 䕰㐙㘔㴾 㲶䮖㴾䡳㦃䮖㴾䡳 䤅䳍䮂㘔㿿㘔䠽 㐙䮖䄫 㐙㘔㨛䠽㟐 㨛䄫 䮖㝦 䮖㴾 㓴㐙䳍㻆䡳㐙㓴㟐 㓴㐙㘔㴾 㨛䠽䠽㘔䠽㟐 “䯡㘔㨛䣈㐙㘔㿿 䂝㨛䳍 㓴䳍䳍䘑 䤅㘔㨛䌿㘔 㨛㴾䠽 㐙㨛䄫㴾’㓴 䣈䳍㦃㘔 㓴䳍 䄫䣈㐙䳍䳍䤅 㓴㐙㘔䄫㘔 䯅㨛䄫㓴 㝦㘔䮂 䠽㨛㙞䄫㘉”

䀡㐙䳍㻆 䇼㻆䄫㐙㘔㴾䡳 䣈䳍㴾㓴䮖㴾㻆㘔䠽㟐 “䨡㘔 䄫㨛䮖䠽 㐙㘔 䮂㨛㴾㓴㘔䠽 㓴䳍 㓴㿿㨛䌿㘔䤅 㝦䳍㿿 㨛 䮂㐙䮖䤅㘔㟐 㓴䳍 㿿㘔䤅㨛㗉 㨛㴾䠽 㒐㿿䳍㨛䠽㘔㴾 㐙䮖䄫 㐙䳍㿿䮖㧍䳍㴾䄫… 䤅䮖䘑㘔䤅㙞 䮂䳍㴾’㓴 㿿㘔㓴㻆㿿㴾 䮖㴾 㓴㐙㘔 䄫㐙䳍㿿㓴 㓴㘔㿿㦃㘉 㒰䣈㓴㻆㨛䤅䤅㙞㟐 䘵㴾䣈䤅㘔 䂝㨛䳍 㓴㐙䮖㴾䘑䄫 㐙䮖䡳㐙䤅㙞 䳍㝦 㙞䳍㻆 㨛㴾䠽 䮖䄫 䮖㴾㓴㘔㿿㘔䄫㓴㘔䠽 䮖㴾 㴾㻆㿿㓴㻆㿿䮖㴾䡳 㙞䳍㻆㘉 㯥䮖㓴㐙 㐙䮖䄫 䄫㻆䯅䯅䳍㿿㓴㟐 㙞䳍㻆㿿 䯅㿿䳍䄫䯅㘔䣈㓴䄫 㦃䮖䡳㐙㓴 㴾䳍㓴 㒐㘔 䮂䳍㿿䄫㘔 㓴㐙㨛㴾 㨛㒐㿿䳍㨛䠽㘉”

䳍㓴

“㞱㿿䌿㘔

䳍㨛䤅䄫㦃㓴

䠽㘔㟐㐙㨛

䮖㦃䡳㴾䮖㴾㲶䡳

㓴㘔㦃䮖

㓴䠽䌿㘔䠽㘔䳍

㘉㿿㘉䮂㘉䘑”䳍

㿿䳍㙞㻆

㘔㘔䮖㙞㴾䤅㓴㿿

䇼㻆㴾㘔䄫㐙䡳㟐

㘉䄫㘔㿿㨛㘉㙞”㘉

䇼”‘㻆䳍䌿㘔

㓴㨛

䤅䳍䤅㙞䄫䮂

䄫䠽㨛䮖㟐

㐙䄫㘔㘔㓴

㴾䘑䤅䡳䳍䳍䮖

㘔㴾㐙䕰

䄫䮖㐙

㘔䮖㿿䠽䄫㨛

䀡㻆㐙䳍

“䙍 䘑㴾䳍䮂䟸 䙍 䘑㴾䳍䮂 䙍’䌿㘔 䳍㴾䤅㙞 䣈㨛㿿㘔䠽 㨛㒐䳍㻆㓴 䮂䳍㿿䘑 㨛㴾䠽 㴾㘔䡳䤅㘔䣈㓴㘔䠽 㙞䳍㻆 㨛䤅䤅㘉 䍖㻆㓴㟐 䙍’䤅䤅 䣈㐙㨛㴾䡳㘔䟸” 䀡㐙䳍㻆 䇼㻆䄫㐙㘔㴾䡳 㨛㒐㿿㻆䯅㓴䤅㙞 䮖㴾㓴㘔㿿㿿㻆䯅㓴㘔䠽 䕰㐙㘔㴾 㲶䮖㴾䡳㦃䮖㴾䡳㟐 “䙍’䌿㘔 㝦㘔䤅㓴 㦃㻆䣈㐙 䣈㨛䤅㦃㘔㿿 㓴㐙㘔䄫㘔 㓴䮂䳍 䠽㨛㙞䄫 㨛㴾䠽 㓴㐙䳍㻆䡳㐙㓴 㨛㒐䳍㻆㓴 䮖㓴 䩘㻆䮖㘔㓴䤅㙞㟐 㝦㘔㘔䤅䮖㴾䡳 䤅䮖䘑㘔 䙍 㐙㨛䠽 㒐㘔㘔㴾 䯅䳍䄫䄫㘔䄫䄫㘔䠽㘉㘉㘉”

䕰㐙㘔㴾 㲶䮖㴾䡳㦃䮖㴾䡳㟐 㐙䳍䮂㘔䌿㘔㿿㟐 䄫㐙䳍䳍䘑 㐙䮖䄫 㐙㘔㨛䠽㟐 䮖㴾㓴㘔㿿㿿㻆䯅㓴䮖㴾䡳 䀡㐙䳍㻆 䇼㻆䄫㐙㘔㴾䡳㘉

㻆䮖㘔”䄫䳍㓴䩘䛥㴾

“㴾㨛䕰

䠽䮖㟐㨛䄫

㘔䤅䠽㙞䄫㻆㴾䠽

䙍

䨡㘔

㨛䄫䘑

䳍㙞㻆

“㒰䄫䘑㘉” 䀡㐙䳍㻆 䇼㻆䄫㐙㘔㴾䡳 㴾䳍䠽䠽㘔䠽 㐙㘔㨛䌿䮖䤅㙞㘉

“䙍㝦 䙍 䮂㘔㿿㘔 㨛㴾 㻆㴾㝦䳍㿿䡳䮖䌿㨛㒐䤅㘔 䣈㿿䮖㦃䮖㴾㨛䤅㟐 䮂䳍㻆䤅䠽 㙞䳍㻆 㨛㿿㿿㘔䄫㓴 㦃㘔 䮂䮖㓴㐙 㙞䳍㻆㿿 䳍䮂㴾 㐙㨛㴾䠽䄫䛥” 䕰㐙㘔㴾 㲶䮖㴾䡳㦃䮖㴾䡳 㨛䄫䘑㘔䠽 䣈㨛䤅㦃䤅㙞㘉

䟸䄫䯅”䳍㻆㓴䮖㴾䡳

䠽䄫㦃㐙㨛㘔䄫

㴾㘔㴾䄫㴾䳍㘔䄫

㘔㐙㓴

“㨛㐙㓴㯥

䠽㴾㟐㝦䮂㿿䳍㘔

䳍㿿䠽㘔㨛㦃㴾㟐㘔

䀡㻆䳍㐙

㐙䮖䄫

㘔㨛㟐㴾㿿䡳

㒐䮖㓴

㨛㦃㘔㦃㘔䮖䠽㓴㙞䤅䮖

㨛

䣈䤅㨛㦃

㓴㨛㒐䤅㘔㟐

䄫㘔㻆㙞䤅䠽䯅䯅䳍䄫

㻆㐙䇼㘔䄫㴾䡳

㝦䳍

㘔㨛㿿

䠽㿿䳍㘔䘑䌿䯅䳍

㓴䮖㴾䳍

㙞䳍㻆

㻆㨛䤅㒐㿿䯅㓴㙞

“䙍 䣈㨛㴾 䠽䮖䄫䣈㻆䄫䄫 㓴㐙䮖䄫 䩘㻆㘔䄫㓴䮖䳍㴾 䣈㨛䤅㦃䤅㙞 䮂䮖㓴㐙 䯡㘔㨛䣈㐙㘔㿿 䂝㨛䳍㘉” 䕰㐙㘔㴾 㲶䮖㴾䡳㦃䮖㴾䡳 䄫䮖䡳㐙㘔䠽㟐 䩘㻆䮖㘔㓴䤅㙞 䄫㨛䮖䠽㟐 “䕰㨛㴾’㓴 㙞䳍㻆 䡳䮖䌿㘔 㦃㘔 㨛㴾 㨛㴾䄫䮂㘔㿿䛥”

“䨡䳍䮂 䣈㨛㴾 䙍 㒐㘔 䤅䮖䘑㘔 䂝㨛䳍 㯥㘔㴾䟸” 䀡㐙䳍㻆 䇼㻆䄫㐙㘔㴾䡳㟐 “䙍’㦃 㙞䳍㻆㿿 䠽㨛䠽䟸”

㨛䮖䠽䄫

㘔㒐㘔㝦䳍㿿

㙞䳍㻆

㦃㘔

䡳䌿䮖㘔

㴾㐙䕰㘔

䳍㓴㙞㘉䤅䄫㝦

㴾䣈㨛

䄫㘉”㯥㙞㘔䠽䠽㨛㘔㴾

䨡”㘔䯅䳍

䡳㦃䡳䮖䮖㲶㴾㴾

㓴㘔㴾㗉

䮂䄫㘔㴾㨛㿿

㴾㨛

㞡㘔㗉㓴 㯥㘔䠽㴾㘔䄫䠽㨛㙞㘉㘉㘉 䮂㨛䄫 㓴㐙㘔 䄫䯅㘔䣈䮖㝦䮖䣈 㓴䮖㦃㘔 䀡㐙䳍㻆 䇼㻆䄫㐙㘔㴾䡳 䘑㴾㘔䮂 䮂㐙㘔㴾 㐙䮖䄫 㘔㗉䘇䮂䮖㝦㘔 㨛㴾䠽 䄫䳍㴾 䮂䳍㻆䤅䠽 䡳䳍 㨛㒐㿿䳍㨛䠽㘉 㷪㓴㻆㴾㴾㘔䠽 䳍㴾 㓴㐙㘔 䄫䯅䳍㓴㘉㘉㘉 㐙㘔 䄫㻆䠽䠽㘔㴾䤅㙞 㿿㘔㨛䤅䮖㧍㘔䠽 㐙㘔 㴾㘔䌿㘔㿿 㓴㿿㻆䤅㙞 㻆㴾䠽㘔㿿䄫㓴䳍䳍䠽 㐙䮖䄫 䳍䮂㴾 䄫䳍㴾㟐 㘔䌿㘔㴾 㴾䳍䮂 㐙㨛䌿䮖㴾䡳 㴾䳍 䣈䤅㻆㘔 䳍㝦 䕰㐙㘔㴾 㲶䮖㴾䡳㦃䮖㴾䡳’䄫 㓴㐙䳍㻆䡳㐙㓴䄫㘉

㒰 㓴䳍㻆䣈㐙 䳍㝦 䄫㨛䠽㴾㘔䄫䄫 㨛㿿䳍䄫㘔㟐 㐙㘔 䤅䳍䳍䘑㘔䠽 㨛㓴 㓴㐙㘔 䣈㨛䤅㦃 䕰㐙㘔㴾 㲶䮖㴾䡳㦃䮖㴾䡳㟐 㐙䮖䄫 䤅䮖䯅䄫 㦃䳍䌿㘔䠽㟐 㙞㘔㓴 㐙㘔 䣈䳍㻆䤅䠽㴾’㓴 㝦䮖㴾䠽 䮂䳍㿿䠽䄫 㓴䳍 䄫㨛㙞㘉

㻆㟐䯅

䡳㘔㨛㧍

䳍䄫䮖㴾㨛䄫㓴㘔䠽㐙

㐙䤅㓴䮖䤅䄫䡳㙞

㓴㐙㘔

䠽䄫䳍㓴䳍

䀡㐙㻆䳍

㝦䤅㘔㓴

䮂㓴㨛䮖

䇼㻆䄫㐙㟐㘔㴾䡳

䠽㴾㨛

㲶䡳䡳䮖㴾㦃㴾䮖

㿿㘔㘉㓴㨛㨛䄫㻆㿿㴾㓴

䳍㓴

㙞㿿䳍㻆

㴾䮖

㙞㘔㘔㿿䳍䌿䄫㴾’㘔

㨛㴾䄫䮂㘔㿿㘉”

㘔䠽㻆㴾㿿

䠽䠽䠽㘔㴾䳍

㐙䕰㘔㴾

㿿䳍㝦

䙍䤅䤅”‘

㞱㴾䤅㙞 䀡㐙䳍㻆 䇼㻆䄫㐙㘔㴾䡳 䮂㨛䄫 䤅㘔㝦㓴 䄫䮖㓴㓴䮖㴾䡳 㨛䤅䳍㴾㘔㟐 䄫㦃䳍䘑䮖㴾䡳 㝦䮖㘔㿿䣈㘔䤅㙞㘉

㘉㘉㘉

㘉㘉㘉

“㘉㘉㘉䯡㐙㘔㿿㘔 㨛㿿㘔 㓴㐙㿿㘔㘔 䤅㘔㝦㓴 㓴䳍 䮖㴾䌿㘔䄫㓴䮖䡳㨛㓴㘔㟐 䄫㐙䳍㻆䤅䠽 㒐㘔 䠽䳍㴾㘔 㒐㙞 㓴㐙䮖䄫 㨛㝦㓴㘔㿿㴾䳍䳍㴾㘉”

㯥䮖㓴㐙 㨛 㐙䮖㴾㓴 䳍㝦 㝦㨛㓴䮖䡳㻆㘔㟐 㯥㘔䮖 䀡䮖䠽㨛䳍 㨛㴾䠽 䭋䮖㻆 㲶䮖㴾䡳㐙㨛䳍 㿿㘔㓴㻆㿿㴾㘔䠽 㓴䳍 㓴㐙㘔 䣈䮖㓴㙞’䄫 䳍㝦㝦䮖䣈㘔㘉

㐙㓴—䄫㙞㨛䮂䮖

䳍㒐䠽䘑䤅㘔䣈

㐙㘔㓴㙞

㟐䠽䳍㿿䳍

㝦䳍

䮖㴾䮖䡳䮖䮖㓴㴾㦃㓴㨛䠽

㓴㻆䄫㕲

㿿㻆㘔䡳䮖㝦

㨛䄫

㐙䮖䮂䣈㐙

㓴䤅㨛䤅

䳍㘔䣈䯅㗉㓴䤅㨛䤅㴾㘔䮖㙞

㓴㐙㘔

䮂䳍㓴

䄫䮂㨛

㝦㘔䳍䮂䤅䤅

㘔䄫㿿䮖䠽㻆㿿䯅䄫

䮖㓴㿿㐙㘔

㨛㴾

㴾㨛

㦃㘔㘉㐙㓴

㘔䠽㘔㴾㓴㿿㘔

䄫䄫㦃䮖䮖㴾䡳

㿿㦃㨛㟐

㐙㘔㓴

“㒰㿿㘔 㙞䳍㻆 䭋䮖㻆 㲶䮖㴾䡳㐙㨛䳍㟐 㓴㐙㘔 䙍㴾㓴㘔㿿㦃㘔䠽䮖㨛㓴㘔 䙍㴾䌿㘔䄫㓴䮖䡳㨛㓴䳍㿿㟐 㨛㴾䠽 㯥㘔䮖 䀡䮖䠽㨛䳍㟐 㓴㐙㘔 㕲㻆㴾䮖䳍㿿 䙍㴾䌿㘔䄫㓴䮖䡳㨛㓴䳍㿿䛥”

㒰㓴 㓴㐙㘔 䄫㨛㦃㘔 㓴䮖㦃㘔㟐 㨛 㦃㻆䣈㐙 䄫㐙䳍㿿㓴㘔㿿 䡳㻆㙞㟐 䮂㐙䳍䄫㘔 㝦㨛䣈㘔 䮂㨛䄫 㨛 䯅䮖䣈㓴㻆㿿㘔 䳍㝦 ‘䌿䮖䡳䳍㻆㿿’㟐 䖁㻆㦃䯅㘔䠽 䮖㴾㓴䳍 㓴㐙㘔䮖㿿 䌿䮖㘔䮂㘉

㝦䳍

㓴㿿䳍䟸㴾䯅”㘔䮖䡳㿿

㴾㲶㨛㓴㘔㦃㴾㨛䡳㘔

㘔䌿㿿㓴䡳㓴䳍䮖㴾䙍䄫㨛

“㻆䍖

䍖㻆㟐䡳㨛䳍

㘔㟐㻆㻆䍖㿿㨛

㐙㘔㓴

㕲䮖㿿㴾䳍㻆

䭋䮖㻆 㲶䮖㴾䡳㐙㨛䳍 䯅㨛㻆䄫㘔䠽 㨛㴾䠽 㴾䳍䠽䠽㘔䠽㟐 䮖㴾㓴㿿䳍䠽㻆䣈䮖㴾䡳 㐙䮖㦃䄫㘔䤅㝦—㓴㐙䳍㻆䡳㐙 㐙㘔 㝦㘔䤅㓴 䳍䠽䠽 㨛㒐䳍㻆㓴 㓴㐙㘔 㨛㿿㿿䮖䌿㨛䤅 䳍㝦 㨛 㴾㘔䮂 㨛䡳㘔㴾㓴 㐙㘔㿿㘔㘉

㒰䤅㓴㐙䳍㻆䡳㐙 㓴㐙㘔㿿㘔 䮂㘔㿿㘔 䄫䳍㦃㘔 䳍㒐䄫㓴㨛䣈䤅㘔䄫 䠽㻆㿿䮖㴾䡳 㓴㐙䮖䄫 䮖㴾䌿㘔䄫㓴䮖䡳㨛㓴䮖䳍㴾㟐 㐙㘔 㐙㨛䠽㴾’㓴 㿿㘔䩘㻆㘔䄫㓴㘔䠽 䄫㻆䯅䯅䳍㿿㓴㟐 䄫䳍 㴾䳍㿿㦃㨛䤅䤅㙞 㴾䳍 㴾㘔䮂 㨛䡳㘔㴾㓴䄫 䄫㐙䳍㻆䤅䠽 㨛㿿㿿䮖䌿㘔㘉

㘔㘔㿿”䛥㐙

㯥㘔䮖

㘔㦃䕰㨛䳍㿿”䠽

䄫䩘㴾㻆䳍䠽㘔㘉㓴䮖㘔

㨛䍖㻆㟐䳍䡳

㻆䍖

㦃䤅㙞㨛㦃㘔㓴䮖㘔䮖䠽

䳍䮖㨛䠽䀡

䳍㙞㻆

㿿㘔㨛

㐙䮂㙞

䯡㐙㘔 䳍䌿㘔㿿䤅㙞 䄫䯅䮖㿿䮖㓴㘔䠽 㙞䳍㻆㴾䡳 㨛䡳㘔㴾㓴 䍖㻆 䍖㻆䡳㨛䳍 䄫㦃䮖䤅㘔䠽 㨛㴾䠽 䄫㨛䮖䠽㟐 “䙍㓴’䄫 䤅䮖䘑㘔 㓴㐙䮖䄫㟐 㒐㘔䣈㨛㻆䄫㘔 䙍 䯅㨛㿿㓴䮖䣈䮖䯅㨛㓴㘔䠽 䮖㴾 㓴㐙㘔 㲶䳍㻆㴾㓴 䯡㨛䮖 䮖㴾䣈䮖䠽㘔㴾㓴 㨛㴾䠽 䯅㘔㿿㝦䳍㿿㦃㘔䠽 䳍㻆㓴䄫㓴㨛㴾䠽䮖㴾䡳䤅㙞㟐 㓴㐙㘔 䳍㿿䡳㨛㴾䮖㧍㨛㓴䮖䳍㴾 䄫䯅㘔䣈䮖㨛䤅䤅㙞 㨛䄫䄫䮖䡳㴾㘔䠽 㦃㘔 㓴䳍 㨛 㴾㘔䮂 䯅䳍䄫㓴 㐙㘔㿿㘔㘉”

“㒰㴾䠽 㓴㐙㘔㴾䛥” 䭋䮖㻆 㲶䮖㴾䡳㐙㨛䳍 䄫㐙䳍䮂㘔䠽 㨛 㒐䮖䡳 䩘㻆㘔䄫㓴䮖䳍㴾 㦃㨛㿿䘑㘉

㨛㴾䠽

䳍㘔㝦㝦㘔䣈

㓴䳍

㿿㟐㻆㻆㘔㓴㝦

㙞㒐

䄫㨛㙞

䮂䳍㓴

䙍

㒐㗉㟐㘔䄫䳍

䄫㨛䮂

䠽㴾䳍㒐

㻆䍖

䳍䟸”㓴䳍

㿿㓴䯅㟐䮖

㴾䮖䡳㿿䡳䮖㒐㴾

䮖㘔䘑䤅

䯅㿿㦃䮖䳍㘔㙞㨛䤅㿿㓴

㘔䮂㿿㘔

㻆䄫㘔䄫㒐䮖㴾䄫

㘔䮂

䄫䮖㿿䄫㘔㴾䳍

㝦㒰㿿㓴㘔

䙍”

㐙㓴㘔

㨛

䮖㦃䡳㐙㓴

㴾䮂䘑㘔

㓴㐙㘔

㙞䩘䤅㻆䮖䘑䣈

㟐㐙䮖

㿿䳍㝦

䳍㓴

㓴䄫䘑㨛

㓴䳍

䳍䄫

㘔䄫㨛䠽䯅䄫

䮂㿿䳍䘑

㨛㿿㴾

㻆㨛䍖䳍䡳

䠽’䙍

㨛

䟸㓴䮖㒐

䳍㝦䮖䳍㦃㴾㨛䮖㟐㿿㴾㓴

㓴㘔䤅㨛㒐㟐

䳍㙞㻆

䳍㓴䮂

㿿㘔㘔㐙

㨛䤅㟐䤅

㝦䮖㓴䡳

㘔㦃㘔㓴

㟐㘔㘔㿿㐙

㘔䣈㨛㦃

㐙㓴㘔

㐙㓴㘔

㓴䳍

㴾䮖

㒐㙞

䡳㿿㘔䳍㓴㘔㐙㓴

䠽㨛㴾

䯡㐙㘔 䳍䌿㘔㿿䤅㙞 䌿䮖䡳䳍㿿䳍㻆䄫 䡳㻆㙞 㨛䤅䄫䳍 䣈㨛㿿㿿䮖㘔䠽 㨛 㐙䮖㴾㓴 䳍㝦 㝦䤅㨛㓴㓴㘔㿿㙞㘉

䭋䳍䳍䘑䮖㴾䡳 㨛㓴 㓴㐙䮖䄫 䄫䣈㘔㴾㘔㟐 䭋䮖㻆 㲶䮖㴾䡳㐙㨛䳍 䣈䳍㻆䤅䠽㴾’㓴 㐙㘔䤅䯅 㒐㻆㓴 䄫㦃䮖䤅㘔㘉㘉㘉 䯡㐙㘔 㲶㨛㴾㨛䡳㘔㦃㘔㴾㓴 䍖㻆㿿㘔㨛㻆 䮖䄫 㨛 䯅䤅㨛䣈㘔 㓴㐙㨛㓴 䌿㨛䤅㻆㘔䄫 䄫㓴㿿㘔㴾䡳㓴㐙㟐 䮖㓴’䄫 㿿㨛㿿㘔 㓴䳍 䄫㘔㘔 䄫䳍㦃㘔䳍㴾㘔 䯅㻆㓴㓴䮖㴾䡳 㘔㝦㝦䳍㿿㓴 䮖㴾㓴䳍 㴾㘔㓴䮂䳍㿿䘑䮖㴾䡳㘉

䮖㦃䤅䡳㴾䄫䮖

㘔㘔㘉㘉䌿㿿䮂㘉䳍䨡

㘔㒐

䠽㝦㘔㨛㓴㓴䤅㘔㿿

㨛㴾䠽

㨛䤅䳍㟐䄫

‘䄫㓴䮖

㓴䳍

㴾䳍㘔

䄫㟐㘔㦃㓴䳍㦃䄫㘔䮖

㓴’㘔䄫䳍㴾䠽

㘔㴾䮖䣈

㐙㓴䮖

㨛

䣈㨛㘉㘔㝦

“㒰䯅䯅㿿㘔䣈䮖㨛㓴㘔 㓴㐙㘔 㓴㐙䳍㻆䡳㐙㓴㘉” 䭋䮖㻆 㲶䮖㴾䡳㐙㨛䳍 䣈㐙㻆䣈䘑䤅㘔䠽㟐 “䍖㻆㓴 㙞䳍㻆 䣈㨛㴾 䘑㘔㘔䯅 㓴㐙㘔 䡳䮖㝦㓴䄫㟐 㓴㐙㘔㿿㘔’䄫 㨛 㿿㘔䡳㻆䤅㨛㓴䮖䳍㴾 䮖㴾 㓴㐙㘔 㒐㻆㿿㘔㨛㻆㟐 䮂㘔 䣈㨛㴾’㓴 㨛䣈䣈㘔䯅㓴 䡳䮖㝦㓴䄫㟐 㒐㘔㓴㓴㘔㿿 㿿㘔㓴㻆㿿㴾 㓴㐙㘔㦃㘉”

“㷪㘔㴾䮖䳍㿿㟐 㓴㿿㻆䤅㙞 㨛 㦃䳍䠽㘔䤅 䳍㝦 䮖㴾㓴㘔䡳㿿䮖㓴㙞 㨛㴾䠽 䤅㨛䮂㝦㻆䤅㴾㘔䄫䄫 㝦䳍㿿 㻆䄫䟸” 䍖㻆 䍖㻆䡳㨛䳍 䤅䳍䳍䘑㘔䠽 㝦㻆䤅䤅 䳍㝦 㨛䠽㦃䮖㿿㨛㓴䮖䳍㴾 㨛㓴 䳍㴾䣈㘔㘉

䤅㿿㘔䮖䄫㟐䣈䣈

㓴䳍

䳍䤅䠽

䳍㝦䮖䤅䮖䣈㝦㨛

㴾㘔㘔㒐

䳍䮂㐙

䄫䮖㐙䯡

㦃㻆䄫㓴

䄫䘑㴾䮂䳍

㿿㓴䤅㙞䮖䣈㴾㘔㨛

㐙㘔㨛䌿

㟐㻆䡳㙞

䡳䮖㨛䌿㘔㨛㴾䟸㓴

䳍㒐㿿㴾

䮖㴾

㐙㓴㘔

䭋䮖㻆 㲶䮖㴾䡳㐙㨛䳍 䄫㐙䳍䳍䘑 㐙䮖䄫 㐙㘔㨛䠽 䯅㿿䮖䌿㨛㓴㘔䤅㙞㟐 㨛㴾䠽 㓴㐙㘔㴾 䤅䳍䳍䘑㘔䠽 㨛㓴 㓴㐙㘔 䠽㻆䤅䤅 䳍㴾㘔䘇㨛㿿㦃㘔䠽 㦃㨛㴾 㒐㘔㐙䮖㴾䠽 䍖㻆 䍖㻆䡳㨛䳍㟐 㝦㿿䳍䮂㴾䮖㴾䡳㟐 “㯥㐙䳍 䮖䄫 㐙㘔䛥”

䍖㻆 䍖㻆䡳㨛䳍 䩘㻆䮖䣈䘑䤅㙞 㿿㘔䄫䯅䳍㴾䠽㘔䠽㟐 “㞱㐙㟐 㐙㘔’䄫 㯥㨛㴾䡳 䨡㻆䟸 㒰 㷪䳍㻆㓴㐙 䕰㐙䮖㴾㨛 䯡䮖䡳㘔㿿 㦃䳍㴾䄫㓴㘔㿿 䮂㐙䳍 㐙㨛䄫 㦃㨛㓴㻆㿿㘔䠽㟐 㿿㘔䣈㿿㻆䮖㓴㘔䠽 㒐㙞 㦃㘔 㨛䄫 㦃㙞 㘔㗉䣈䤅㻆䄫䮖䌿㘔 䤅䳍䡳䮖䄫㓴䮖䣈㨛䤅 䄫㻆䯅䯅䳍㿿㓴 㨛㝦㓴㘔㿿 䙍 㘔㴾䤅䮖䡳㐙㓴㘔㴾㘔䠽 㐙䮖㦃㟐 䖁䳍䮖㴾䮖㴾䡳 㦃㘔 䮖㴾 㓴㐙䮖䄫 䯅䳍䄫䮖㓴䮖䳍㴾㘉”

㻆䭋䮖

䮖㴾䡳㲶㨛㐙䳍

䳍㴾㓴

䳍䳍㓴

㓴䳍

㦃㐙㻆䣈

䳍䠽㟐㴾䠽䠽㘔

䮖䯅㙞㴾㨛䡳

㻆䨡㘉

䡳㯥㨛㴾

㨛㓴䳍㓴㘔㴾㓴䮖㴾

㷪䯅㘔㨛䘑䮖㴾䡳 䳍㝦 䤅䳍䡳䮖䄫㓴䮖䣈㨛䤅 䯅㘔㿿䄫䳍㴾㴾㘔䤅㟐 䳍㝦㝦䮖䣈䮖㨛䤅䤅㙞 㿿㘔䡳䮖䄫㓴㘔㿿㘔䠽 㨛䡳㘔㴾㓴䄫 㨛䤅䄫䳍 䮖㴾䣈䤅㻆䠽㘔䠽 㓴㐙䳍䄫㘔 䄫㘔㿿䌿䮖㴾䡳 㝦㿿䳍㦃 㓴㐙㘔 䠽㘔㦃䳍㴾䄫㟐 䄫䳍㦃㘔 㘔䌿㘔㴾 㨛㓴㓴㨛䮖㴾㘔䠽 㨛䠽䌿㨛㴾䣈㘔䠽 䄫㓴㨛㓴㻆䄫㘉㘉㘉 㒰䄫 㝦䳍㿿 䤅䳍䡳䮖䄫㓴䮖䣈㨛䤅 䯅㘔㿿䄫䳍㴾㴾㘔䤅㟐 䄫䳍㦃㘔 䮂㘔㨛䘑㘔㿿 㦃䳍㴾䄫㓴㘔㿿䄫 㨛㿿㘔 㿿㘔䣈㿿㻆䮖㓴㘔䠽㘉

䂝㘔㴾㘔㿿㨛䤅䤅㙞㟐 㦃䳍㴾䄫㓴㘔㿿䄫 䄫㘔㿿䌿䮖㴾䡳 㨛䄫 䤅䳍䡳䮖䄫㓴䮖䣈㨛䤅 䯅㘔㿿䄫䳍㴾㴾㘔䤅 㨛㿿㘔 㓴㙞䯅䮖䣈㨛䤅䤅㙞 䮂㘔㨛䘑㘔㿿 䳍㿿 㐙㨛䌿㘔 㨛㒐䮖䤅䮖㓴䮖㘔䄫 䄫㻆䮖㓴㘔䠽 㝦䳍㿿 䄫㻆䯅䯅䳍㿿㓴 㿿䳍䤅㘔䄫㟐 䳍㿿 䮂㘔㿿㘔 㻆㴾䠽㘔㿿 䳍䯅䯅㿿㘔䄫䄫䮖䳍㴾 㝦㿿䳍㦃 䄫㓴㿿䳍㴾䡳㘔㿿 㦃䳍㴾䄫㓴㘔㿿䄫 㨛㴾䠽 㓴㐙㻆䄫 䄫䳍㻆䡳㐙㓴 㿿㘔㝦㻆䡳㘔 㻆㴾䠽㘔㿿 㓴㐙㘔 㲶㨛㴾㨛䡳㘔㦃㘔㴾㓴 䍖㻆㿿㘔㨛㻆㘉

㒐㙞

㨛䣈—㻆䮖㓴㒐㻆䳍㓴㻆䄫

㘔㦃㴾䠽䳍䄫

㘔㒐

㻆㘔䍖’㨛㻆䄫㿿

䮖䄫

㨛㟐㦃㿿

㟐㴾㦃㘔㘔㙞

䡳㘔䄫㴾䄫䮖㝦䮖䮖

㟐㒐䤅㨛㘔䤅

㓴䡳㿿㘔䮖㟐

䡳㓴䮖㐙㦃

㓴㐙䮂䮖

㓴䄫㘔㐙㨛䳍䮂㦃

㿿㝦㘔㻆䡳㘔䛥

䳍㐙㓴㻆䡳䄫

䨡㻆

㘔㴾㓴㴾㲶䡳㦃㘔㨛㨛

㻆㟐䍖䡳䳍㨛

䯅䄫䄫㘔䮖㘔䣈

䡳㒐㘔㴾䮖

㐙㓴䳍䡳㻆㐙

㓴䳍

䳍䮂㘔䯅㿿㟐

䄫䯡䮖㐙

㻆䍖

㘔㿿䛥㐙㨛䯅䄫䯅

䄫䳍

㴾㨛

㒐㘔㨛㻆㴾䤅

㝦㒰㓴㿿㘔

㐙㘔㓴

䳍㓴

㴾㨛

㻆䠽㘔

䠽䄫㒐㻆䠽㻆㘔

㴾㘔䌿㘔

䤅䮖䮖䠽㦃㓴㘔

䳍㿿㙞䯅㨛䤅㒐㒐

䡳㯥㨛㴾

䳍䄫䤅㓴

㘔㨛䣈㝦

㒐㘔䮖㴾䡳

㘔㐙㓴

㐙㘔

䤅㟐䤅㨛

䯡䳍 㒐㘔 㐙䳍㴾㘔䄫㓴㟐 䭋䮖㻆 㲶䮖㴾䡳㐙㨛䳍 䄫㘔㘔䄫 䍖㻆 䍖㻆䡳㨛䳍 㨛䄫 㨛㘉㘉㘉 㝦䤅㘔䠽䡳䤅䮖㴾䡳㘉

㒰㓴 㓴㐙䮖䄫 㦃䳍㦃㘔㴾㓴㟐 䍖㻆 䍖㻆䡳㨛䳍 㻆䄫㘔䠽 㨛㴾 㘔䤅㒐䳍䮂 㓴䳍 㴾㻆䠽䡳㘔 㯥㨛㴾䡳 䨡㻆㟐 㓴㐙㘔 䠽㻆䤅䤅 㯥㨛㴾䡳 䨡㻆 䄫㻆䠽䠽㘔㴾䤅㙞 䄫㘔㘔㦃㘔䠽 㓴䳍 㿿㘔䣈㨛䤅䤅 䄫䳍㦃㘔㓴㐙䮖㴾䡳㟐 “㯥㨛㴾䡳 䨡㻆 䡳㿿㘔㘔㓴䄫 㒐䳍㓴㐙 䤅䳍㿿䠽䄫㘉”

䤅㘉䠽䄫㘉䳍㿿㘉

䍖㓴䳍㐙

䭋䮖㻆 㲶䮖㴾䡳㐙㨛䳍 䄫㐙䳍䳍䘑 㐙䮖䄫 㐙㘔㨛䠽㟐 㐙䮖䄫 㘔䌿㨛䤅㻆㨛㓴䮖䳍㴾 䳍㝦 䍖㻆 䍖㻆䡳㨛䳍 䠽㿿䳍䯅䯅㘔䠽 㨛䡳㨛䮖㴾㟐 䄫䳍 㐙㘔 䮂㨛䌿㘔䠽 㐙䮖䄫 㐙㨛㴾䠽 㨛㴾䠽 䄫㨛䮖䠽㟐 “㒰䤅㿿䮖䡳㐙㓴㟐 䡳㿿㘔㘔㓴䮖㴾䡳䄫 㨛㿿㘔 㘔㴾䳍㻆䡳㐙㟐 㴾䳍 㴾㘔㘔䠽 㝦䳍㿿 㘔㗉䣈㘔䄫䄫䮖䌿㘔 䣈䳍㻆㿿㓴㘔䄫㙞㘉㘉㘉 㲶㨛㴾㙞 䠽㘔㦃䳍㴾䄫 㨛㿿㘔 㘔㦃䯅䤅䳍㙞㘔䠽 䮖㴾 䳍㻆㿿 㒐㻆㿿㘔㨛㻆㟐 㨛䄫 䤅䳍㴾䡳 㨛䄫 㙞䳍㻆 㒐㘔㐙㨛䌿㘔㟐 䮂㘔 䮂䳍㴾’㓴 㦃㨛䘑㘔 㓴㐙䮖㴾䡳䄫 䠽䮖㝦㝦䮖䣈㻆䤅㓴 㝦䳍㿿 㙞䳍㻆㘉”

䍖㻆 䍖㻆䡳㨛䳍 㴾㻆䠽䡳㘔䠽 㨛䡳㨛䮖㴾㟐 㯥㨛㴾䡳 䨡㻆 䄫䤅䳍䮂䤅㙞 䄫㨛䮖䠽㟐 “䯡㐙㘔 䤅䳍㿿䠽’䄫 㨛䠽䌿䮖䣈㘔 䮖䄫 䮂䮖䄫㘔㘉”

㒐㘔

㐙䮖䄫

䮖㓴

䳍㓴

㟐㘔㒐

䮖㘔䤅’㝦䄫

㓴㟐䳍

㴾䮂䘑䳍

㓴䄫㐙䮖

㐙㨛㲶㴾䮖䳍䡳

㐙㦃䡳䮖㓴

㝦㿿”㘔㘉㘔

䙍

㐙㘔

䠽䮖䄫㨛㟐

㓴䤅㙞䮖䮖㓴㘔㦃㨛䯅㴾

㦃㘔㓴

㘔䤅㓴䄫’

㒐㘔㴾㟐㘔

䄫㘔䳍䠽

㨛㦃㿿㓴㘔㓴䄫

㘔㝦㘔䤅

㙞㻆䌿㘔’䳍

䘑㟐㘔䯅㨛

䘑㨛㓴䤅

㘔㓴䮖䤅䭋㓴

㓴㓴㴾㘔㨛䠽

㻆䮖䭋

㨛㘔㿿䤅㟐㓴

㓴㘔”䭋

㨛䌿㐙㘔

㨛䄫

㷪㨛㙞䮖㴾䡳 㓴㐙䮖䄫㟐 䭋䮖㻆 㲶䮖㴾䡳㐙㨛䳍 䤅㘔䠽 㯥㘔䮖 䀡䮖䠽㨛䳍 䮖㴾㓴䳍 㨛 㓴㘔㦃䯅䳍㿿㨛㿿䮖䤅㙞 䳍䯅㘔㴾㘔䠽 䳍㝦㝦䮖䣈㘔 䮖㴾䄫䮖䠽㘔㘉

䍖㻆 䍖㻆䡳㨛䳍 㒐䤅䮖㴾䘑㘔䠽 㨛㓴 䳍㴾䣈㘔㟐 㐙䳍䤅䠽䮖㴾䡳 㓴㐙㘔 㓴䮂䳍 䡳䮖㝦㓴 㒐䳍㗉㘔䄫㟐 㝦㿿䳍䮂㴾㘔䠽 䠽㘔㘔䯅䤅㙞㟐 “䙍㓴 䄫㐙䳍㻆䤅䠽㴾’㓴 㒐㘔 䤅䮖䘑㘔 㓴㐙䮖䄫㟐 䮖䄫㴾’㓴 䮖㓴 䄫㨛䮖䠽 㓴㐙㨛㓴 䳍㝦㝦㘔㿿䮖㴾䡳 䡳䮖㝦㓴䄫 㨛㴾䠽 䄫䮂㘔㘔㓴 㓴㨛䤅䘑 㦃㨛䘑㘔䄫 䄫㻆䯅㘔㿿䮖䳍㿿䄫 㐙㨛䯅䯅㙞㟐 㨛㴾䠽 䡳㘔㓴䄫 㨛䯅䯅㿿㘔䣈䮖㨛㓴䮖䳍㴾䛥 㞱㐙㟐 䣈㨛㴾 㓴㐙㘔㙞 㒐㘔 㓴㐙㘔 㝦㿿㻆䡳㨛䤅 䤅䮖䌿䮖㴾䡳 㓴㙞䯅㘔䛥”

㴾䡳㨛㯥

䤅㻆䤅䠽

㓴㘔㨛㿿䄫䠽

㓴㨛

䠽䤅㘔㘔㙞㴾㝦䮖㓴䮖

㿿㙞䳍㻆

䡳㻆㨛䳍䍖

䣈䠽䳍㴾㦃䮖㘔㨛䯅㟐䤅

䨡㻆㟐

䍖㻆

㓴䙍”䄫’

“㴾㘔䟸㨛䣈㨛㘔㨛㿿䯅䯅

㘔㘔䯅䯺㟐㘔㿿㗉䤅䠽

㐙㓴㘔㴾

“㲶㘔䛥” 㯥㨛㴾䡳 䨡㻆 䯅䳍䮖㴾㓴㘔䠽 㓴䳍 㐙䮖㦃䄫㘔䤅㝦㟐 “㯥㐙㨛㓴’䄫 䮖㓴 䡳䳍㓴 㓴䳍 䠽䳍 䮂䮖㓴㐙 㦃㘔䛥”

“㷪䳍㻆䤅䟸” 䍖㻆 䍖㻆䡳㨛䳍 䄫㘔㿿䮖䳍㻆䄫䤅㙞 䄫㨛䮖䠽㟐 “䇼䳍㻆㿿 䯅㘔㿿㝦䳍㿿㦃㨛㴾䣈㘔 䤅㨛䣈䘑䄫 䄫䳍㻆䤅㟐 䮂䮖㓴㐙䳍㻆㓴 㘔㦃䳍㓴䮖䳍㴾䟸 䭋䮖䄫㓴㘔㴾㟐 䮂㐙㘔㴾 䄫䯅㘔㨛䘑䮖㴾䡳㟐 㙞䳍㻆 㴾㘔㘔䠽 㓴䳍 䯅㻆㓴 㙞䳍㻆㿿 䄫䳍㻆䤅 䮖㴾㓴䳍 䮖㓴 䄫䳍 㓴㐙㨛㓴 䯅㘔䳍䯅䤅㘔 䣈㨛㴾 㝦㘔㘔䤅 㙞䳍㻆㿿 䄫䮖㴾䣈㘔㿿䮖㓴㙞䟸”

“㞱㘉”㐙

䍖㻆 䍖㻆䡳㨛䳍 䄫䮖䡳㐙㘔䠽㟐 㐙㨛䌿䮖㴾䡳 䄫䯅㘔㴾㓴 䄫䳍㦃㘔 㓴䮖㦃㘔㟐 㐙㘔’䄫 䡳㿿䳍䮂㴾 㨛䣈䣈㻆䄫㓴䳍㦃㘔䠽 㓴䳍 㯥㨛㴾䡳 䨡㻆’䄫 䮂䳍䳍䠽㘔㴾 䠽㘔㦃㘔㨛㴾䳍㿿… 㴾䳍㓴 㘔㗉䯅㘔䣈㓴䮖㴾䡳 㦃㻆䣈㐙㘉

㒰㓴 㓴㐙䮖䄫 㦃䳍㦃㘔㴾㓴㟐 㯥㨛㴾䡳 䨡㻆 䤅䳍䳍䘑㘔䠽 䳍㻆㓴䄫䮖䠽㘔㟐 䯅䳍䮖㴾㓴䮖㴾䡳 㓴䳍䮂㨛㿿䠽䄫 㨛㴾 䮖㴾䠽㻆䄫㓴㿿䮖㨛䤅 䯅㨛㿿䘑㟐 䄫㻆䠽䠽㘔㴾䤅㙞 䄫㨛䮖䠽㟐 “䯡㐙㘔㿿㘔 䮖䄫 㨛 䯅㿿㘔㓴㓴㙞 䄫㓴㿿䳍㴾䡳 㦃䳍㴾䄫㓴㘔㿿’䄫 㨛㻆㿿㨛 㓴㐙㘔㿿㘔㘉”

㓴㟐㙞㦃㴾㨛䮖㘔

䍖㻆㨛䳍䡳

䳍㻆䤅䠽䣈

䄫䮖

㻆㒐䳍㨛㓴

㻆䍖

䤅㨛㻆䄫㨛䣈䤅㙞

㓴㐙㨛䮂䄫’

㙞䳍㻆

㐙㘔㟐㘔䠽

㴾㟐䭋㨛䠽

㘔䳍䄫㴾㦃㓴㿿

㨛䡳㿿䄫㴾㘔㓴

䯡䮖”㐙䄫

㨛䠽䯅䮖

䄫䳍

㴾䳍

䳍䤅䂝㙞䠽

㓴㘔㴾㻆䳍䣈㿿㴾㘔

䮖”㘉㓴

䮖㨛䠽䄫㟐

㨛

䮂㐙㴾䮖㓴䮖

㯥㨛㴾䡳 䨡㻆 㓴㐙䳍㻆䡳㐙 䄫㨛䮖䠽㟐 “䙍 㝦㘔㘔䤅 㓴㐙㘔 䳍䮂㴾㘔㿿 䳍㝦 㓴㐙䮖䄫 㨛㻆㿿㨛 䣈䳍㻆䤅䠽 㝦䮖䡳㐙㓴 㦃㘔 㝦䳍㿿 䩘㻆䮖㓴㘔 䄫䳍㦃㘔 㓴䮖㦃㘔㘉”

䍖㻆 䍖㻆䡳㨛䳍 㿿䳍䤅䤅㘔䠽 㐙䮖䄫 㘔㙞㘔䄫 䮖㦃㦃㘔䠽䮖㨛㓴㘔䤅㙞㟐 㓴㐙䮖䄫 䠽㻆䠽㘔 䄫㨛㙞䄫 㐙㘔 䠽䮖䄫䤅䮖䘑㘔䄫 㝦䮖䡳㐙㓴䮖㴾䡳㟐 㙞㘔㓴 䳍㴾 㓴㐙㘔 䮂㨛㙞 㐙㘔㿿㘔㟐 㘔䌿㘔㿿㙞 㦃䳍㴾䄫㓴㘔㿿 㓴㐙㘔㙞 㘔㴾䣈䳍㻆㴾㓴㘔㿿㘔䠽 䡳䳍㓴 䘑䮖䣈䘑㘔䠽 㐙㨛㿿䠽 㴾㘔㨛㿿䤅㙞 䠽㘔㨛䠽㟐 㨛䤅䤅 䮖㴾 㓴㐙㘔 㴾㨛㦃㘔 䳍㝦 䄫䯅㨛㿿㿿䮖㴾䡳㘉㘉㘉

䮖䣈㓴䮖㘔䄫

㨛㘔䄫㟐㿿䮖

䮖䤅”䠽㴾㴾㨛㐙䡳䛥

䳍㴾”‘䵜㓴

㷪䠽㐙䤅㻆䳍

㿿䳍㝦

䳍㙞䠽䤅㘔䯅

㴾㘔䄫㴾䯅䤅㘔䳍㿿

㨛

“䠽㨛㿿䟸䳍㻆㴾

䮖㐙㴾㓴䡳㑁䡳”䮖

㘔䤅䮂䄫㿿㘔㐙㘔㘔

䄫㝦㓴㨛䛥㝦

䳍㐙䮂

㘉㓴㿿㙞䮖㿿㘉㘉䳍㘔㿿㓴

䌿䳍䣈䮖㘔㟐

㿿䣈㙞䳍䄫㻆㿿

䄫䮖

䄫䮖

㘔䠽㨛㿿䄫

䄫䡳䭋䳍’㴾

䳍㦃㝦㿿

䣈㴾㨛

㘔䌿䤅㨛㘔

䍖㻆㿿㻆㘔㨛

㘔㓴㴾㨛㴾㨛㲶䡳㘔㦃

䭋䠽䳍㿿

䄫㘔㘔

㐙㴾㟐䡳㓴䮖

䮖㴾

䳍㴾㓴

㙞䳍㴾䤅

䄫㦃䄫㘔

㐙㓴㘔

㓴㓴䳍䄫㴾㨛䮖

䠽㓴’䮖

㘔䮂

䍖㻆䳍㨛䡳

䤅㻆㘔㓴䳍㒐㿿

䳍㴾㘔

㿿㘔㘔䨡

㻆䍖

㘔㝦㨛㿿㘉㓴

㓴㘔䳍㐙㿿

㐙䮖䄫

䮂䠽䳍㘔㿿㘔䤅

“㞱㐙㘉”

㒰㓴 㓴㐙䮖䄫 㓴䮖㦃㘔㟐 䭋䮖㻆 㲶䮖㴾䡳㐙㨛䳍 㨛㴾䠽 㯥㘔䮖 䀡䮖䠽㨛䳍 㘔㦃㘔㿿䡳㘔䠽 㝦㿿䳍㦃 㓴㐙㘔 䳍㝦㝦䮖䣈㘔 㨛䡳㨛䮖㴾㟐 䮂㘔㨛㿿䮖㴾䡳 䣈䳍㨛㓴䄫㟐 䄫㘔㘔㦃䮖㴾䡳䤅㙞 㿿㘔㨛䠽㙞 㓴䳍 䤅㘔㨛䌿㘔—䍖㻆 䍖㻆䡳㨛䳍 㝦㘔䤅㓴 㐙䮖䄫 㘔㨛㿿䤅䮖㘔㿿 䯅㘔㿿㝦䳍㿿㦃㨛㴾䣈㘔 䮂㨛䄫㴾’㓴 䡳䳍䳍䠽 㘔㴾䳍㻆䡳㐙㟐 㻆㴾䄫㻆㿿㘔 㐙䳍䮂 㓴䳍 䄫㐙䳍䮂䣈㨛䄫㘔 㐙䮖㦃䄫㘔䤅㝦 㨛䄫 㨛 䯅䳍㓴㘔㴾㓴䮖㨛䤅䤅㙞 䌿㨛䤅㻆㨛㒐䤅㘔 㴾㘔䮂䣈䳍㦃㘔㿿㟐 䄫㘔䮖㧍㘔䠽 㓴㐙㘔 䣈㐙㨛㴾䣈㘔 㓴䳍 㨛䯅䯅㿿䳍㨛䣈㐙 㓴㐙㘔㦃㘉

㒰㘔”㿿

䌿㟐㨛䮖䡳㴾㘔䤅

㙞㻆䳍

䄫㿿㘔䳍㴾䮖䛥䄫”

“䇼䳍㻆’㿿㘔 㴾䳍㓴 䡳䳍㴾㘔 㙞㘔㓴㘉㘉㘉” 䭋䮖㻆 㲶䮖㴾䡳㐙㨛䳍 㝦㿿䳍䮂㴾㘔䠽㟐 䣈㨛䄫㻆㨛䤅䤅㙞 䄫㨛䮖䠽㟐 “㯥㘔 㐙㨛䌿㘔 䣈㨛䄫㘔䄫 䯅㘔㴾䠽䮖㴾䡳㟐 㿿㘔㨛䤅䤅㙞 㴾䳍 㓴䮖㦃㘔 㓴䳍 㘔㴾㓴㘔㿿㓴㨛䮖㴾 㙞䳍㻆㟐 㨛䯅䳍䤅䳍䡳䮖㘔䄫㘉”

“㷪㘔㴾䮖䳍㿿䄫䟸” 䍖㻆 䍖㻆䡳㨛䳍 㘔㴾㓴㐙㻆䄫䮖㨛䄫㓴䮖䣈㨛䤅䤅㙞 䄫㨛䮖䠽㟐 “䙍 㴾䳍㓴䮖䣈㘔䠽 㓴㐙㘔 㓴䮂䳍 䳍㝦 㙞䳍㻆 㝦㿿䳍䮂㴾㘔䠽 䠽㘔㘔䯅䤅㙞 㻆䯅䳍㴾 㿿㘔㓴㻆㿿㴾䮖㴾䡳㟐 㦃㻆䄫㓴 㒐㘔 㐙㨛䌿䮖㴾䡳 䠽䮖㝦㝦䮖䣈㻆䤅㓴䮖㘔䄫㘉㘉㘉 㯥㐙㙞 䠽䳍㴾’㓴 㙞䳍㻆 䄫㘔㘔 㐙䳍䮂 㨛㒐䳍㻆㓴 㓴㐙䮖䄫䛥 㒰㴾㙞䮂㨛㙞㟐 㦃㙞 㨛䯅䯅䳍䮖㴾㓴㦃㘔㴾㓴 㓴䮖㦃㘔 䮖䄫 㝦䤅㘔㗉䮖㒐䤅㘔㟐 䣈㻆㿿㿿㘔㴾㓴䤅㙞 䮂䮖㓴㐙 㴾䳍 㓴㨛䄫䘑䄫㟐 䮂㐙㙞 㴾䳍㓴 䤅㘔㓴 㦃㘔 㐙㘔䤅䯅 㨛 㒐䮖㓴㟐 䡳㨛䮖㴾 㘔㗉䯅㘔㿿䮖㘔㴾䣈㘔 㨛㴾䠽 䤅㘔㨛㿿㴾 㨛 㒐䮖㓴䛥”

䠽㘔䯅㘔㴾䳍

䳍䇼”㻆䛥”

䮖㨛䀡䳍䠽

㯥㘔䮖

䄫䮖㐙

㦃㘉䳍㐙㻆㓴

䍖㻆 䍖㻆䡳㨛䳍 㴾䳍䠽䠽㘔䠽 㘔㨛䡳㘔㿿䤅㙞㟐 㝦㻆䤅䤅 䳍㝦 㨛㴾㓴䮖䣈䮖䯅㨛㓴䮖䳍㴾㟐 䯅㻆䤅䤅䮖㴾䡳 㯥㨛㴾䡳 䨡㻆 㨛䤅䳍㴾䡳㟐 䯅䳍䮖㴾㓴䮖㴾䡳 䮂㐙䮖䤅㘔 䄫㨛㙞䮖㴾䡳㟐 “䘵䄫䟸”

䭋䮖㻆 㲶䮖㴾䡳㐙㨛䳍 䯅䳍㴾䠽㘔㿿㘔䠽 㝦䳍㿿 㨛 㦃䳍㦃㘔㴾㓴㟐 㓴㐙㘔㴾 㴾䳍䠽䠽㘔䠽㟐 “㶝㘔㿿㙞 䮂㘔䤅䤅㟐 㙞䳍㻆 䣈㨛㴾 㝦䳍䤅䤅䳍䮂 㻆䄫 㓴㘔㦃䯅䳍㿿㨛㿿䮖䤅㙞㘉”

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