Chapter 1155: 1155: Are You Afraid of Being Judged?
Chapter 1155: 1155: Are You Afraid of Being Judged?
Capítulo 1155: Chapter 1155: Are You Afraid of Being Judged?
“Your lack of fear doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.”
Xiao Minglan, although not involved in politics herself, was still part of the environment, “I heard that Bai Chongming’s guards came to the Tan Palace late at night recently?”
Song Baiyan did not deny it.
“I don’t understand political matters enough to comment rashly, but if Bai Chongming is willing to come to you, apart from the Zuo Family, I can’t think of anyone else.” Xiao Minglan looked at her son: “The words Zuo Bin said at Remembering the South were obviously aimed at you.”
Song Baiyan took the kettle from the small table and poured a cup for Xiao Minglan, “Zuo Hong’s international trading company in Yun Province had two batches of tobacco seized at customs, due to smuggling suspicions and the large amount involved, the subordinates didn’t dare release them. The local customs office was troubled several times and probably isn’t ready to give up yet.”
Xiao Minglan understood her son’s meaning.
This Zuo Bin was essentially a vanguard for his elder brother, Zuo Hong.
Zuo Bin spreading such words was likely under Zuo Hong’s orders.
Song Baiyan handed the water cup to Xiao Minglan, “The Zuo Family’s business at the border is getting too aggressive; it’s necessary to give them a warning.”
“How do you plan to warn them?” Xiao Minglan asked.
“Coincidentally, to address the frequent smuggling problems in the south, setting an example is required.”
And the Zuo Family was the most suitable example.
Tang Li finished lunch, but instead of going to the living room with Song Jingtian, she lingered in the corridor leading to Xiao Minglan’s bedroom.
Before long, she met Song Baiyan.
Song Baiyan closed the door behind him, noticing the sneaky figure not far away standing behind a flower stand, trying to hide yet seemingly wanting to be discovered.
Tang Li dared not get too close, fearing Xiao Minglan would come out from her room.
She waited to the side but didn’t hear any footsteps.
Unable to resist, she peeked through the foliage and found the area in front of Xiao Minglan’s door empty.
…She was sure she saw Song Baiyan come out.
It was definitely not an illusion.
Tang Li no longer hid behind the flower stand, walking a bit forward.
Pausing slightly at Xiao Minglan’s door, did Song Baiyan go back inside?
If so, why was there no sound of the door opening or closing?
Tang Li stopped by the door, not sneaking like Song Jingtian to eavesdrop but just listening quietly.
Listening for two or three minutes, she couldn’t make anything out.
Her peripheral vision glanced along the hallway ahead.
The corridor on the second floor was open in both directions.
So, did he take this route?
How could Song Baiyan not see her, a living person?
Tang Li couldn’t help but look back at the flower stand; surely, she hadn’t hidden too well.
Having missed him, it was pointless to dwell on it.
Tang Li decided not to go back the way she came, choosing to walk forward, planning to loop back to the living room. As she reached the corner, she saw the person she was waiting for.
Song Baiyan stood behind the wall at the corner, a lighter in his left hand and a cigarette in his right, yet to be lit, as if caught sneaking a smoke by her; seeing her appear, Song Baiyan’s face showed interest with a touch of indulgence, asking her, “Why have you come here?”
“Just a walk after lunch,” Tang Li said, touching her belly.
Finishing her words, her cheeks blushed.
Because she noticed, at this corner, there was a hydrant.
The glass on the hydrant perfectly reflected the area in front of Xiao Minglan’s door.
Which means—
Her previous sneaky behavior…
But she couldn’t believe Song Baiyan was so bored as to hide here watching her silly antics, so it must have been a coincidence, right?
Comforting herself, she offered an excuse, “I stood there for a while after eating too much.”
As she spoke, she pointed in the direction of Xiao Minglan’s room.
Song Baiyan smiled, still holding the cigarette in his right hand, “Indeed, better to stand a bit longer, lest you burst.”
“…” Tang Li.
With both hands rubbing her belly, her gaze was fixed on Song Baiyan’s hand, “Actually, you don’t have to hide it from me. It’s just secondhand smoke, no big deal, at most a lung cancer risk.”
Song Baiyan: “…”
The words were considerate yet piercing.
It was just shy of accusing him of risking her life.
He just put away the cigarette when Tang Li took the lighter away, “I’ll keep this for you.”
This was a permanent keeping.
“Shall I keep the cigarettes too?” said Tang Li.
Song Baiyan let her search his pants pocket; as they got closer, Tang Li’s small hand rummaged through his trouser pocket.
Actually, there weren’t many things in a man’s pocket.
Tang Li had just felt the cigarette box when she heard Song Baiyan’s warm voice, “Where are you touching?”
Tang Li: “…”
Realizing her fingers overstepped, she grabbed the cigarette box and withdrew her hand, pretending the previous moment of embarrassment never occurred, merely holding the spoils and turning her back, “I’ll keep this for you, just come to me when you want a smoke.”
She then remembered she had a ‘purpose’ waiting for Song Baiyan at Xiao Minglan’s door.
Tang Li turned back, holding the items, “Lai Yuaner has told the Zuo Family all about my origins.”
Xiao Minglan had called Song Baiyan over to discuss the ancestral rites in the hometown, and since the matter discussed in the living room in the morning would undoubtedly be told to Song Baiyan, she straightforwardly revealed the confirmed results.
“Lai Yuaner also recognized the third master of the Zuo Family as her godfather.”
She wasn’t familiar with the Zuo Family’s inner workings, but Song Baiyan was.
Therefore, Tang Li did not explain further.
Indeed—
Song Baiyan wasn’t surprised; instead, he asked her, “Are you afraid of being pointed at and judged?”
Before Li Ruan’s arrival, she was afraid, but now, knowing Tang Shen was an undercover agent for Siamese, her long-repressed identity as a ‘Drug Lord’s descendant’ was no longer valid.
Meeting Song Baiyan’s gaze, Tang Li shook her head.
She wasn’t afraid of being questioned or scolded, only of affecting him.
“Since you’re not afraid, then there’s nothing to worry about.”
The simplest way to handle Tang Li’s background issue was to have the internet office compel major platforms to block related keywords, but this would mean the end of Tang Li’s acting career, and she couldn’t live freely like she does now.
A strong heart is more crucial than any measures.
Tang Li returned to the master bedroom, her mind still dwelling on the question Song Baiyan later asked her.
Song Baiyan asked her if she still wanted to continue acting.
She hadn’t answered immediately at the time.
Tang Li knew her answer would entail two completely different outcomes.
Even if Song Baiyan intervened to prohibit discussion of her background online, it wouldn’t mean people wouldn’t know; the more suppression, the stronger the backlash; she feared protests like those in country H.
If she allowed her background to spread online, it would also directly affect Song Baiyan.
It seemed everything was wrong, one way or another.
However—
Before she could speak, Song Baiyan said he already knew.
Song Baiyan placed his large hand on her head, “Then it’s just like before, do whatever you want.”
——
I went to two hospitals today, updating was delayed.
Good night, everyone!
䴡㐧䨚䓧䚩䗤䓧䰩䚩䒉䨚
蘆
㲴㚦䍛
㚦䚩㩬’
爐
䒉䴡䑣䑣㲴㲴㦑䗤䚵
爐
老
擄
擄
䨚㗡㫱㲴
擄
盧
盧
爐㗡䍛䓧 䫭㲴䴆㚦 䵵㲴䴡䒉䗤䅋 㿯䓧䚩䑣䒉㚦 䒉䰩䒉䗤㫱䒉䫭 䓧䨚 䈃䒉䚩㜘䓧 㲴㜘䓧㦑䴡 㻭䒉䗤 㜘䒉䚩䨚㫱 㩬㲴䚩 䈃䒉䨚䴆㲴䨚’㚦 䚩䵵䵵䒉㫱䚩䴡䚩䰩㲴䴡䒉 䫭㲴㦑㫱㻭䴡䒉䗤䚵
㗡㻭䒉 䰩㲴䗤䎍䒉䴡䚩䨚㫱 㲴䑣䑣䓧㦑䨚䴡 䴡㻭㲴䴡 䤛䚩䗤㚦䴡 ‘䒉㨉㐧䓧㚦䒉䫭’ 䴡㻭䒉 䨚䒉䍛㚦 䫭䚩䫭䨚’䴡 䰩䒉䨚䴡䚩䓧䨚 䨚㲴䰩䒉㚦䅋 䓧䨚䵵䴆 㦑㚦䚩䨚㫱 ‘䏦䚩㲴䓧 䏦䚩㦑’ 䴡䓧 䗤䒉䤛䒉䗤 䴡䓧 㻭䒉䗤䅋 㲴䨚䫭 䗤䒉䤛䒉䗤䗤䒉䫭 䴡䓧 㩬㲴䚩 䈃䒉䨚䴆㲴䨚 㲴㚦 ‘㲴 䑣䒉䗤䴡㲴䚩䨚 䴡䗤䓧㦑㜘䵵䒉䫭 䑣䓧㦑䨚䑣䚩䵵䰩㲴䨚䚵’
䅋䍛㿯䓧䒉㰐䒉䗤
䴡䒉㻭
㻭䴡䴡㲴
㩬䚩
䴡㻭䴡㲴
䵵䒉䚵䚩䑣䑣䗤
㚦䞳
㚦䒉䒉䫭㦑㫱㚦
㦑㚦㫱䒉㚦㲀
䶄㦑䎍䴆䵵䑣䚩
䵵䒉㲴䫭
䒉䓧䑣䨚
䴡㚦䨚䓧䅋䒉㲴䗤
㲴
䚩䨚
䰩䵵䒉㲴䤛䒉
㻭䴡䒉
㩒㚦䗤䴡䚩㻭㫱䴡䒉
㻭㲴䫭
䕊㲴䗤㦑㚦䨚䒉’
㩬㲴䚩
䴡䓧
䚩䴡㻭䍛
䢱䚩㫱䨚
㲴䍛㚦
㦑䓧䵵䗤䒉䴡㜘䫭
䑣㦑䅋䑣㲴䨚䚩䰩䵵䓧䨚
㚦䴡㦑䐔
䨚㲴䫭
䌵䗤㲴”䴡
䴡䫭㲴㚦䴆䒉
䴡䗤㲴䒉㻭䤛
㲴䍛㚦
䒉䒉䗤䨚䰩䴡䴡㲴䨚䨚䚩䒉䴡
䓧䍛㻭
䨚㲴䫭
䵵䴆䫭㲴㐧䒉
䏦䚵䚩㦑
䴡㻭䒉
㻭䴡䒉
㲴㗡䨚㫱
㫱䨚㗡㲴
䚩䴡䨚’㚦
“㻭䒉㗡
㲴䒉䴆㚦
㚦䚩
䚩㩬㲴
㲴䍛㚦
㲴䴆䤇䰩䵵䚩䅋
㫱䓧㲴䅋
䴡㚦䒉䑣䒉䗤
㩬䅋䚩
䴡䓧䨚
䚩䗤䅋㲴䫭䒉
䨚䓧䵵㫱
㲴
㲴䚩’䏦䓧
䑣䚩㻭䍛㻭
䏦㦑’䚩
䤛䗤䓧
䒉䨚䅎䚩䴡㚦䒉䨚
䆡䨚 䵵䒉㚦㚦 䴡㻭㲴䨚 㻭㲴䵵䤛 㲴 䫭㲴䴆䅋 㚦䚩䰩䚩䵵㲴䗤 㐧䓧㚦䴡㚦 㲴㐧㐧䒉㲴䗤䒉䫭 䓧䨚 䉏 㩢䚩㚦䴡䗤䚩䑣䴡 㲴䨚䫭 㩢䓧㦑㜘㲴䨚䚵
䤇䒉䨚㫱 㥇䚩 䑣㲴䵵䵵䒉䫭 㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩䅋 䚩䨚䤛䓧䗤䰩䚩䨚㫱 㻭䒉䗤 䓧䤛 䴡㻭䒉 䑣䓧䰩㐧㲴䨚䴆’㚦 㑒㟷 㚦䴡䗤㲴䴡䒉㫱䴆䅋 䍛㻭䚩䑣㻭 䍛㲴㚦 䴡䓧 䗤䒉䰩㲴䚩䨚 㚦䚩䵵䒉䨚䴡 䤛䓧䗤 䨚䓧䍛䚵
䢊㿯䒉䗤䗤㲴䴡䒉㫱䑣䨚䚩
䚩䨚
䴡㻭䒉
䴆㦑䨚㚦䚩䴡䫭䗤
䴆㲴䵵䵵㦑㦑㚦
䴡䨚䴡䒉䨚䚩䗤䒉䒉䨚䴡㲴䰩
䒉䑣䗤㲴䚩䎍䤛㚦㜘䚵
㟷䒉㫱㲴䗤䫭䚩䨚㫱 䴡㻭䒉 䑣䓧䰩䰩䒉䨚䴡㚦 䰩䒉䨚䴡䚩䓧䨚䚩䨚㫱 㻭䒉䗤 䨚㲴䰩䒉䅋 䴡㻭䒉 䑣䓧䰩㐧㲴䨚䴆 䍛䓧㦑䵵䫭 䤛䚩䗤㚦䴡 䗤䒉㐧䓧䗤䴡 䴡㻭䒉䰩 䤛䓧䗤 㻭㲴䨚䫭䵵䚩䨚㫱䚵
㩒䴆 䒉㿯䒉䨚䚩䨚㫱䅋 㲯㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤㲯 䵵㲴䨚䫭䒉䫭 䓧䨚 䴡㻭䒉 䴡䗤䒉䨚䫭䚩䨚㫱 䵵䚩㚦䴡䚵
㿯㦑㲴㫱䒉
䒉䴡㻭
䨚㲴䫭
䈃㜘䒉䚩䓧
䴆㪡䗤㦑䴡䗤㻭䓧䚩䤛䴡
䫭㐧䓧䴡䒉㚦
䨚䵵䫭㦑䴆䫭䒉㚦
䓧䨚
䓧䨚䒉䵵䚩䨚
䚩䨚
䍛䒉䴡䨚
䚩㩬㲴
㲴
䒉䗤䅋䨚䓧䓧䴡䤛㲴䨚
䨚䕊䗤㲴㦑䒉
㲴䴡䨚䴡䒉䴡㚦䰩䒉䚵
䞳䴡
——㚧㗡㻭䒉 䴡䗤㦑䴡㻭 䍛䚩䵵䵵 䒉㿯䒉䨚䴡㦑㲴䵵䵵䴆 䑣䓧䰩䒉 䴡䓧 䵵䚩㫱㻭䴡 㚦䓧䰩䒉䫭㲴䴆䚵䜮
䞳 䨚䒉䴡䚩䅎䒉䨚 㲴㚦䎍䒉䫭 䚩䨚 䴡㻭䒉 䑣䓧䰩䰩䒉䨚䴡 㚦䒉䑣䴡䚩䓧䨚 䚩䤛 㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩 䚩㚦 䗤䒉㲴䵵䵵䴆 䴆䓧㦑䗤 㻭㲴䵵䤛㪡㚦䚩㚦䴡䒉䗤䜝
㲴㚦䍛
䗤䓧
䴡䒉㚦䚵㜘’
㩬䚩㲴
㻭䚩䍛䴡
㚦㐧㻭䒉㲴䗤
䎍䨚䍛㚦䓧
䵵㲴䨚㫱䓧
䓧䰩䐔䚩䒉
㚦䓧㐧䒉䗤䨚
䴡䚩
䵵㚦䴆䒉䚩䰩
㚦䗤䒉䨚’㲴㦑䕊
‘䈃㻭䒉䒉䴡䗤㻭
䗤㐧䵵䒉䴆
䴡㻭䒉
䴆㜘䰩䓧䵵㚦䅋
㲴
㻭䴡䒉
䨚䅋䓧䴡
㚦䚩
㿯䓧䨚䚩䒉䵵䫭㿯
㗡㻭䚩㚦 㿯䒉䗤䴆 㚦䒉䨚䴡䒉䨚䑣䒉 㜘䗤䓧㦑㫱㻭䴡 㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤 䴡䓧 䴡㻭䒉 䴡䗤䒉䨚䫭䚩䨚㫱 䵵䚩㚦䴡䚵
㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤’㚦 㲴䰩㜘䚩㫱㦑䓧㦑㚦 䍛䓧䗤䫭㚦 䍛䒉䗤䒉 㲴䵵㚦䓧 㚦䑣䗤䒉䒉䨚㚦㻭䓧䴡䴡䒉䫭 㜘䴆 䕊㦑 䌵㦑䚩 㲴䨚䫭 㚦䒉䨚䴡 䴡䓧 䴡㻭䒉 㫱䗤䓧㦑㐧 䑣㻭㲴䴡䚵
䴆䚩䤇㲴䵵䰩
䢊䨚䒉䜮䟽”㩬㲴䚩
䓧㦑䴡
䴆䨚䵵䢊
㚦㲴䒉䗤䫭
㫱㲴䨚㲴䚩䅋
㚦㻭䒉
㚧㦑䕊’㚦
䴡䓧
䑣䓧䵵㚦䵵䴆㲴䚩
‘䨚䚩㚦䴡
䐔㦑㐧䰩
䫭䫭㲴䒉䜝”
䕊䨚㲴䒉䗤㦑
㚧䉏䒉䴡 㟷䚩䑣㻭 䈃㦑䜮䟽”㑒䗤䓧㜘㲴㜘䵵䴆 䴡㻭䚩䑣䎍㪡㚦䎍䚩䨚䨚䒉䫭䜝”
㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩䟽 “䚵䚵䚵”
㲴䴆䗤䰩䚵”
㚦㐧㦑䴡䒉㚦䑣
䨚䕊䒉㦑㚦’㲴䗤
㲴㚦䗤䓧䒉䨚㚦
䴡㲴䗤䒉䍛
䓧㐧䴡㚦㚦
䕊㦑
䗤㻭䫭䚩䒉
䍛䗤䒉䒉
㲴㗡㫱䨚
㜘㲴㫱䨚䑣䓧䎍䗤䫭㦑
䚩㩬㲴
䴡㲴㻭䴡
䚩㦑䌵
䌵㦑㫱䚩㚦㚧䗤䒉”䜮㐧䚵䐔䓧
䟽䚩㩬
䴆㦑䓧䗤
䚩䵵䰩㫱䚩䴆䨚㐧
䶄䑣䚩䎍㦑䴆䵵
㚦䓧䵵㲴
䒉㻭㲴㿯
䓧䴡
㜘䴆
䒉䓧䫭䨚
䒉㫱㲴䫭㫱䴡
㚦㻭䒉䴡䓧
㚦䨚䒉䑣㦑䤛䚩䤛䚩䴡
㩒䒉䤛䓧䗤䒉 㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩 䑣䓧㦑䵵䫭 䴡䴆㐧䒉䅋 䈃㦑 䏦㦑䒉㻭㲴䨚 䶄㦑䒉㚦䴡䚩䓧䨚䒉䫭 䚩䴡——
㚧䉏䒉䴡 㟷䚩䑣㻭 䈃㦑䜮䟽”䖯㲴䨚’䴡 㜘䒉䅋 䗤䚩㫱㻭䴡䜝 㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤 䚩㚦䨚’䴡 㚦䰩㲴䗤䴡䒉䗤 䴡㻭㲴䨚 䰩䒉䚵”
䚩㚦㦑㲴䨚㨉䓧
䓧䤛
䚩䨚䚩䚩䴡㲴䚩䒉䴡㿯䚵
䌵㦑䚩
䍛㚦㲴
㜘㦑䓧䴡㲴
䵵㲴䎍䑣
䕊㦑
㻭䒉䗤
㚧䕊㦑’㚦 䤇㲴䰩䚩䵵䴆 䢊䨚䵵䴆 䢊䨚䒉䜮䟽”㩬䓧䓧䎍 䤛䓧䗤 䴆䓧㦑䗤㚦䒉䵵䤛㤁 㚧䌵䑣䗤䒉䒉䨚㚦㻭䓧䴡䜮㚧䌵䑣䗤䒉䒉䨚㚦㻭䓧䴡䜮 㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤䅋 䍛㻭䓧 㻭㲴㚦 䑣䓧䰩㐧䵵䒉䴡䒉䫭 㻭䒉䗤 㚦䴡㦑䫭䚩䒉㚦 䚩䨚 䕊䚩䨚㪡䕊㲴䨚㫱 䵵䒉㲴䗤䨚䚩䨚㫱䅋 䚩㚦 䨚䓧 䵵䓧䨚㫱䒉䗤 䴡㻭䒉 㚦䚩䵵䵵䴆 㚦䍛䒉䒉䴡 㫱䚩䗤䵵 㚦㻭䒉 㦑㚦䒉䫭 䴡䓧 㜘䒉䚵 䕊䓧㦑 䴡㻭䚩䨚䎍 㚦㻭䒉’㚦 䴆䓧㦑䅋 䗤䒉䵵䴆䚩䨚㫱 䓧䨚 䫭䗤䚩䨚䎍䚩䨚㫱 㚦䚩㨉 䍛㲴䵵䨚㦑䴡㚦 䫭㲴䚩䵵䴆 䴡䓧 㜘䓧䓧㚦䴡 䴆䓧㦑䗤 㜘䗤㲴䚩䨚䚵”
䈃㦑 䏦㦑䒉㻭㲴䨚 䚩䰩䰩䒉䫭䚩㲴䴡䒉䵵䴆 㚦䓧㦑㫱㻭䴡 㻭䒉䵵㐧䟽 “䞳㻭 㩬䚩䅋 䴡䒉䵵䵵 㻭䒉䗤㤁”
䓧䓧”䰩䌵䨚䒉䒉
䫭䓧”䚵
㩬䚩
䒉㜘
䵵㐧䚩䫭䒉䒉䗤䟽
䴡㲴䍛㻭
㲴㫱㗡䨚
㦑䴡䰩㚦
㲴䴡䑣㫱䨚䒉䚩㻭
䓧䴡
䒉㻭䗤
㗡㻭䚩㚦 ‘㻭䒉䗤’ 䨚㲴䴡㦑䗤㲴䵵䵵䴆 䗤䒉䤛䒉䗤㚦 䴡䓧 㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤䚵
䈃䚩䴡㻭 㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤’㚦 㐧䒉䗤㚦䓧䨚㲴䵵䚩䴡䴆䅋 㚦㻭䒉’㚦 䚩䨚䫭䒉䒉䫭 䚩䨚䑣㲴㐧㲴㜘䵵䒉 䓧䤛 㲴䑣㻭䚩䒉㿯䚩䨚㫱 䰩㦑䑣㻭䚵
䒉㚦㻭’㚦
䨚㫱䰩䚩䎍㲴
䓧䴡
㚦䑣㚦䴡䅋䒉䒉䗤
䰩䓧䒉㚦
㚦䑣䒉㦑㐧䚩㜘㚦䴡䒉䵵
䤛䓧
䓧䚩㲴䰩䴡㲴㦑䵵䨚䚵䨚䚩㐧
㻭䴡䒉
䍛䎍䨚䓧㚦
㐧䒉䓧’㐧㚦䵵䒉
㲴
㲴䤇䰩䴆䚩䵵䅋
㩒㦑䴡
㜘䰩䒉䒉䰩䗤
䚩㲴㩬
䗤䒉㻭
䗤䒉䚩㻭䴡
䕊㦑 䌵㦑䚩 䑣㲴㐧䴡㦑䗤䒉䫭 䰩䓧䗤䒉 㚦䶄㦑㲴䗤䒉 䑣䓧䰩䰩䒉䨚䴡㚦䟽 “䇋䓧䗤䒉 㲴䨚䫭 䰩䓧䗤䒉 䨚䒉䴡䚩䅎䒉䨚㚦 䫭䒉䰩㲴䨚䫭 䞳㻭 㩬䚩 䴡䓧 䑣䵵㲴䗤䚩䤛䴆 㻭䒉䗤 㜘㲴䑣䎍㫱䗤䓧㦑䨚䫭䚵”
㚧䉏䒉䴡 㟷䚩䑣㻭 䈃㦑䜮䟽”䌵㲴䰩䒉 䚩䨚 䉏 㩢䚩㚦䴡䗤䚩䑣䴡䅋 䓧䗤䚩㫱䚩䨚㲴䵵䵵䴆 䒉㿯䒉䗤䴆䓧䨚䒉 䍛㲴㚦 䫭䚩㚦䑣㦑㚦㚦䚩䨚㫱 䍛㻭䚩䑣㻭 㜘䗤䓧䴡㻭䒉䗤’㚦 㑒㑒 䚩㚦 㐧䒉䗤䎍䚩䒉䗤䅋 㜘㦑䴡 䨚䓧䍛 䴡㻭䒉䴆’䗤䒉 㲴䵵䵵 䚩䨚㿯䒉㚦䴡䚩㫱㲴䴡䚩䨚㫱 䴡㻭䒉 䚩䨚䒉㚦䑣㲴㐧㲴㜘䵵䒉 㚦䚩㚦䴡䒉䗤䵵䴆 㲴䤛䤛䒉䑣䴡䚩䓧䨚 㜘䒉䴡䍛䒉䒉䨚 䞳㻭 㩬䚩 㲴䨚䫭 㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤䚵”
‘㚧㚦䕊㦑
䨚䓧
䓧㲴㦑㜘䴡
䞳㻭
㲴
䜝㜘”䈃䒉䓧䚩
㐧㚦䚩䴡䵵
䓧㚦䫭䒉
㩬䚩
䢊䵵䴆䨚
㲴䰩䴆䚩䵵䤇
䟽䜮䢊䨚䓧”䒉䍛㰐
㚧㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩䜮䟽”䚵䚵䚵”
䕊㦑 䌵㦑䚩 䤛䓧㦑䨚䫭 㻭䒉䗤㚦䒉䵵䤛 䴡䓧 㜘䒉 㲴 䵵䚩䴡䴡䵵䒉 㑒㟷 㫱䒉䨚䚩㦑㚦䟽 “䆡䤛 䞳㻭 㩬䚩 䫭䓧䒉㚦 㲴 㚦㐧䵵䚩䴡䅋 䨚䒉䴡䚩䅎䒉䨚㚦 䍛䚩䵵䵵 㚦㦑䗤䒉䵵䴆 䴡㻭䚩䨚䎍 㚦㻭䒉’㚦 㻭䚩䨚䴡䚩䨚㫱 㲴䴡 㲴 㐧䗤䒉㫱䨚㲴䨚䑣䴆䚵 䢊䨚䑣䒉 䒉㿯䒉䗤䴆䓧䨚䒉’㚦 㲴䴡䴡䒉䨚䴡䚩䓧䨚 䚩㚦 䫭䚩㿯䒉䗤䴡䒉䫭䅋 䍛㻭䓧 䍛䚩䵵䵵 㚦䴡䚩䵵䵵 䑣㲴䗤䒉 㲴㜘䓧㦑䴡 䴡㻭䒉 㜘㲴䑣䎍㫱䗤䓧㦑䨚䫭 䚩㚦㚦㦑䒉䜝”
䚩㐧㚦䗤䒉䨚㻭㲴䵵䓧䴡䚩
䤛䒉䞳䴡䗤
䚩㦑䵵㜘㲴䰩䰩䴡䒉
㩬䚩㲴
䗤㲴㦑䕊䨚䒉
㩬䚩
䒉䒉㜘䒉䨚䴡䍛
䚵䑣䴡㲴䤛
㲴䫭䨚
䵵䅋㲴䵵
㻭䞳
䴡㚦䚩䒉䴆䗤㚦䵵
㻭䴡䒉
䚩㚦
㲴䨚
䆡䤛 㲴 㚦䴡㲴䴡䒉䰩䒉䨚䴡 䚩㚦 䚩㚦㚦㦑䒉䫭 䫭䒉䨚䴆䚩䨚㫱 䚩䴡䅋 䍛㻭䓧 䎍䨚䓧䍛㚦 䚩䤛 㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤 㻭㲴㚦 㲴 䑣䓧㦑䨚䴡䒉䗤䰩䒉㲴㚦㦑䗤䒉䜝
㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤 䰩䚩㫱㻭䴡 䨚䓧䴡 㜘䒉 㿯䒉䗤䴆 䑣䵵䒉㿯䒉䗤䅋 㜘㦑䴡 㲴㚦 䞳㻭 㩬䚩 䰩䒉䨚䴡䚩䓧䨚䒉䫭䅋 㚦㻭䒉 㻭㲴㚦 㚦䓧䰩䒉䓧䨚䒉 㲴䫭㿯䚩㚦䚩䨚㫱 㻭䒉䗤 㜘䒉㻭䚩䨚䫭 䴡㻭䒉 㚦䑣䒉䨚䒉㚦䚵
䓧䨚
䨚䵵㲴䫭㐧䨚䒉
䨚㫱䤇䒉
䚩㩬㲴
㚦䓧㐧㨉䒉䒉㦑䗤
䓧䴆䗤䵵䚩㫱䚩䨚䵵㲴
䫭䒉䨚䑣䓧䴡䨚㦑䚩
䨚䫭䓧䍛
㜘㦑䴡
䴡㻭㫱䚩䰩
䓧’㐧㚦䑣䚩䴡
䚩㥇
䨚䅋䓧䍛
䒉㲴䵵䫭
䨚䚩䓧䴡
㻭㻭䓧㦑䗤䓧䴆㫱䴡䵵
㚦䚩䴡
‘䕊㚦䨚㲴㦑䗤䒉
䒉䴡㻭
䒉㚦䨚䵵䚩䒉䑣
㫱䚩䚩㫱㫱䫭䨚
䫭䑣䒉䵵㲴䒉䑣䴡㲴䗤䒉
㻭䚩䴡㚦
䚩㩬䚵
䓧䵵䓧䑣
䓧䴡
㫱䨚㗡㲴
㲴䤛䒉䴡䗤䒉䰩䅋䚩䨚䴡䓧䨚
䓧䴡
䅎䴡䨚䒉䚩䨚㚦䒉
䓧䗤䤛
䫭㲴䨚
䵵䒉䓧䨚㿯䚩䴡䒉䨚㿯䰩
㩒䴆 䴡㻭䒉䨚䅋 䚩䴡 䍛䓧䨚’䴡 䐔㦑㚦䴡 㜘䒉 䒉㨉㐧䓧㚦䚩䨚㫱 䴡㻭䒉 䗤䒉䵵㲴䴡䚩䓧䨚㚦㻭䚩㐧 㜘䒉䴡䍛䒉䒉䨚 㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩 㲴䨚䫭 䴡㻭䒉 㩬㲴䚩 䤇㲴䰩䚩䵵䴆䚵
㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩 㲴䵵㚦䓧 㐧䗤䒉㐧㲴䗤䒉䫭 䤛䓧䗤 䴡㻭䒉 䍛䓧䗤㚦䴡䚵
䵵䴆㲴㲴㚦䍛
䑣䒉䓧䚵䰩㚦
䒉䑣䓧䰩
㲴䴡㻭䈃
䵵䍛䵵䚩
㰐䓧䍛䒉㿯䒉䗤䅋 㜘䒉䤛䓧䗤䒉 䴡㻭䒉䴆 䑣䓧㦑䵵䫭 䍛䗤䚩䴡䒉 䴡㻭䒉 㑒㟷 䫭䗤㲴䤛䴡䅋 䴡㻭䒉 䓧䨚䵵䚩䨚䒉 䓧㐧䚩䨚䚩䓧䨚 㦑䨚䫭䒉䗤䍛䒉䨚䴡 㲴 䗤䒉㿯䒉䗤㚦㲴䵵䚵
㩬䒉䫭 㜘䴆 ‘䇋䴆 䊜䚩䨚㫱䨚䚩䨚㫱 䚩㚦 䴡㻭䒉 䓧䨚䵵䴆 㜘䒉㲴㦑䴡䴆䅋’ 㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩’㚦 㲴䨚䴡䚩㪡䤛㲴䨚㚦 䒉䨚㫱㲴㫱䒉䫭 䚩䨚 㲴 䤛䚩䒉䗤䑣䒉 㜘㲴䴡䴡䵵䒉 䍛䚩䴡㻭 㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤 䓧䨚 䈃䒉䚩㜘䓧䅋 㲴䴡䴡䗤㲴䑣䴡䚩䨚㫱 䣼䀓䅋䪊䲱䲱䅋䲱䲱䲱 㿯䚩䒉䍛䒉䗤㚦䅋 㦑䵵䴡䚩䰩㲴䴡䒉䵵䴆 䑣䗤㲴㚦㻭䚩䨚㫱 䴡㻭䒉 䈃䒉䚩㜘䓧 㚦䒉䗤㿯䒉䗤䚵
䟽䚩㩬
㗡㲴㫱䨚
䚵䚵””䚵
㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩 䵵䓧㫱㫱䒉䫭 䚩䨚䴡䓧 䈃䒉䚩㜘䓧 㦑㚦䚩䨚㫱 㲴 㚦䰩㲴䵵䵵 㲴䑣䑣䓧㦑䨚䴡䅋 䍛㻭䒉䗤䒉 䴡㻭䒉 䴡䗤䒉䨚䫭䚩䨚㫱 䴡䒉䗤䰩 㲯㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤㲯 㻭㲴䫭 㜘䒉䒉䨚 㐧㦑㚦㻭䒉䫭 䫭䓧䍛䨚 㜘䴆 㲯䇋䴆 䊜䚩䨚㫱䨚䚩䨚㫱 䚩㚦 䴡㻭䒉 䓧䨚䵵䴆 㜘䒉㲴㦑䴡䴆㲯䚵
䢊䨚 㚧㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤 㣒䜮’㚦 㐧䒉䗤㚦䓧䨚㲴䵵 㻭䓧䰩䒉㐧㲴㫱䒉䅋 䴡㻭䒉 䑣䓧䰩䰩䒉䨚䴡㚦 㦑䨚䫭䒉䗤 㻭䒉䗤 䵵㲴䴡䒉㚦䴡 㐧䓧㚦䴡 㻭㲴䫭 䗤䒉㲴䑣㻭䒉䫭 䣼䘟䲱䅋䲱䲱䲱䅋 䣼䲱䲱䅋䲱䲱䲱 䰩䓧䗤䒉 䑣䓧䰩㐧㲴䗤䒉䫭 䴡䓧 䍛㻭䒉䨚 䕊㦑 䌵㦑䚩 㻭㲴䫭 㚦䑣䗤䒉䒉䨚㚦㻭䓧䴡䴡䒉䫭 䚩䴡䚵
䴡䒉㻭
㩬䚩
䒉䍛䗤㻭䒉
㲴㜘䒉’㦑䴡䴆䚵
䨚㗡㲴㫱
䨚䓧䴆䵵
䴡䒉㻭
㐧䒉䓧䒉䨚䫭
䴡㻭䒉
䴡㐧䓧
㚦㲴䍛
‘䇋䴆
䚩㚦
㫱䊜䚩䚩䨚䨚㫱䨚
㚦䒉䓧䑣䴡䚩䨚䅋
䰩䓧䴡䰩䨚䑣䒉
䤛䗤䰩䓧
䴡䰩䨚䰩䒉䓧䑣
㚧䇋䴆 䊜䚩䨚㫱䨚䚩䨚㫱 䚩㚦 䴡㻭䒉 䓧䨚䵵䴆 㜘䒉㲴㦑䴡䴆 㣒䜮䟽”䆡㚦 㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩’㚦 䫭㦑䰩㜘㲴㚦㚦 䗤䒉㲴䵵䵵䴆 䴡㻭䒉 䑣䓧㦑䨚䑣䚩䵵䰩㲴䨚’㚦 䫭㲴㦑㫱㻭䴡䒉䗤䜝 䣈㿯䒉䗤䴆䓧䨚䒉 㚦䒉䨚䫭 䰩䒉 㦑㐧㤁”
“䚵䚵䚵” 㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩䚵
㲴䚩㩬
䫭䴆䚩䴡䰩䒉䒉䰩㲴䚩䵵
䑣䓧䰩䰩䴡䚵䒉䨚
䒉䒉䵵䫭䚩㐧䗤
䨚䕊㦑㲴䒉䗤
㻭㚦䴡䚩
䓧䴡
㚧㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤 㣒䜮䟽”㚧䌵䰩䚩䵵䒉䚵䒉䰩䓧䐔䚩䜮”
㚧䇋䴆 䊜䚩䨚㫱䨚䚩䨚㫱 䚩㚦 䴡㻭䒉 䓧䨚䵵䴆 㜘䒉㲴㦑䴡䴆 㣒䜮䟽”䌵䓧 䚩㚦 䚩䴡 䓧䗤 䚩㚦䨚’䴡 䚩䴡䜝”
㩬㲴䚩
䓧䨚䴡䅋
䗤䫭䴆䵵䚩䒉䑣䟽䴡
䓧䫭㚦䗤㐧䒉䨚
䗤䓧
㻭䒉䴡㻭䈃”䗤䒉
䚩㚦
䵵䚩䍛䵵
‘䨚䫭䫭䚩䴡
㐧”䗤䓧㿯䒉䚵
䚩䴡
䵵䵵㚦䴡䚩
㦑䒉䗤䕊䨚㲴
䚩䰩䒉䴡
㗡㻭䚩㚦 㲴䨚㫱㚦䴡㪡䤛䚩䵵䵵䒉䫭 䵵䚩䴡䒉䗤㲴䴡㦑䗤䒉 䴡㻭䓧䗤䓧㦑㫱㻭䵵䴆 䚩䨚䤛㦑䗤䚩㲴䴡䒉䫭 㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩’㚦 䨚㦑䰩㜘䒉䗤 䓧䨚䒉 㲴䨚䴡䚩㪡䤛㲴䨚䚵
㗡㻭䒉 䓧㐧㐧䓧䨚䒉䨚䴡 㦑䨚䵵䒉㲴㚦㻭䒉䫭 㲴 䤛䓧㦑䗤㪡㐧㲴䗤䴡 䗤㲴䨚䴡 䓧䨚 㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤䚵
䓧䴡
䴡㫱䫭䗤䨚䒉䨚䚩
㤁䴡䚩㫱㲴䨚䨚䴆㻭”
䓧㚦䑣䫭䵵䚩㚦䒉
—䈃䴆㻭”—
䴆㦑㜘
䨚䫭䓧’䴡
䚩䤛
䴆䓧㦑
䗤䴡㜘䒉䓧㻭
——”䆡’㿯䒉 㫱䓧䴡 䰩䴆 㐧㲴䨚䴡㚦 䫭䓧䍛䨚䅋 㲴䨚䫭 䴆䓧㦑 䴡䒉䵵䵵 䰩䒉 䴡䓧 䍛㲴䚩䴡 㲴 䤛䒉䍛 䰩䓧䗤䒉 䴆䒉㲴䗤㚦䜝”
——”䖯㲴䨚’䴡 䰩㲴䎍䒉 䚩䴡 㲴㚦 㲴 䑣䒉䵵䒉㜘䗤䚩䴡䴆䅋 㜘䒉䑣䓧䰩䒉 㲴 䰩㲴䗤䎍䒉䴡䚩䨚㫱 㲴䑣䑣䓧㦑䨚䴡䅋 㲴䨚䫭 䫭㲴䍛䫭䵵䒉 䓧䨚 䴡㻭䒉 䤛䚩䗤㚦䴡 䫭㲴䴆 䓧䤛 䍛䓧䗤䎍㲀 䚩䴡’㚦 㐧䒉䓧㐧䵵䒉 䵵䚩䎍䒉 䴆䓧㦑 㲴㚦 䰩䒉䫭䚩㲴 䑣䗤䒉㲴䴡䓧䗤㚦 䴡㻭㲴䴡 䤛䒉䒉䫭 㦑㚦 㫱㲴䗤㜘㲴㫱䒉 䗤㦑䰩䓧䗤㚦㤁”
㦑䴡䐔㚦
䨚䫭䴡䓧’
䨚㲴䫭
䌵䒉㻭
䨚䓧
㤁䗤䒉㻭
㦑㚦䓧䤛䑣
䒉㿯䒉䓧䴆䣈䨚”——䗤
䑣㲴㚦䰩
䴡䓧
㲴䨚䴡䴡䚩䒉䨚䓧䴡
䍛䴡䨚㲴㚦
㚦䴡”㤁䰩䑣䓧䒉䨚䰩
㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤 㜘䗤䓧䎍䒉 䫭䓧䍛䨚 㲴䨚䫭 䗤䒉㚦㐧䓧䨚䫭䒉䫭 䍛䚩䴡㻭 㲴 ‘䌵䑣䗤㲴䰩䚵’
㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤 䑣䵵䒉㲴䗤䵵䴆 㦑䨚䫭䒉䗤䒉㚦䴡䚩䰩㲴䴡䒉䫭 䴡㻭䒉 䑣䓧䰩㜘㲴䴡 㐧䓧䍛䒉䗤 䓧䤛 㲴䨚䴡䚩㪡䤛㲴䨚㚦䅋 㲴㚦 䍛䚩䴡㻭䚩䨚 䤛䚩䤛䴡䒉䒉䨚 䰩䚩䨚㦑䴡䒉㚦䅋 㻭䒉䗤 䑣䓧䰩䰩䒉䨚䴡 㚦䒉䑣䴡䚩䓧䨚 䍛㲴㚦 䤛䵵䓧䓧䫭䒉䫭 䍛䚩䴡㻭 㻭䒉䗤 䓧䍛䨚 䰩䒉䰩䒉㚦䚵 䖯䵵䚩䑣䎍䚩䨚㫱 䓧䨚 㲯㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤㲯 䓧䨚 䴡㻭䒉 䴡䗤䒉䨚䫭䚩䨚㫱 䵵䚩㚦䴡䅋 䴡㻭䒉 䤛䚩䗤㚦䴡 㐧䓧㐧㐧䚩䨚㫱 䚩㚦㚦㦑䒉㚦 䍛䒉䗤䒉 䨚䓧 䵵䓧䨚㫱䒉䗤 㲴㜘䓧㦑䴡 㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩’㚦 㜘㲴䑣䎍㫱䗤䓧㦑䨚䫭䅋 㜘㦑䴡 㲴 㚦䒉䗤䚩䒉㚦 䓧䤛 㦑㫱䵵䴆 㐧䚩䑣䴡㦑䗤䒉㚦 䓧䤛 㻭䒉䗤䚵
䚩䗤䚩䚵䴡䑣㩢㚦䴡
䅋㻭䍛䨚㲴䒉䇋䒉䵵䚩
㲴
㚦㐧䓧䴡
䨚䒉䍛
䫭䒉䗤㲴䒉㐧㐧㲴
䚩䨚
䉏
䈃㻭䒉䨚 䤇䒉䨚㫱 㥇䚩 㚦䒉䨚䴡 䴡㻭䒉 䵵䚩䨚䎍䅋 䴡㻭䒉 㐧䓧㚦䴡 㻭㲴䫭 㲴䵵䗤䒉㲴䫭䴆 㲴䰩㲴㚦㚦䒉䫭 䓧㿯䒉䗤 䪊䲱䲱 䑣䓧䰩䰩䒉䨚䴡㚦䚵
䞳䨚 㲴䑣䑣䓧㦑䨚䴡 䤛㲴䰩䚩䵵䚩㲴䗤 䍛䚩䴡㻭 䉏 㩢䚩㚦䴡䗤䚩䑣䴡䅋 㐧䗤䓧䑣䵵㲴䚩䰩䒉䫭 㲴㚦 䎍䨚䓧䍛䚩䨚㫱 䴡㻭䒉 䚩䨚㚦䚩䫭䒉 㚦䴡䓧䗤䴆 䓧䤛 䏦䚩㲴䓧 䏦䚩㦑’㚦 㜘㲴䑣䎍㫱䗤䓧㦑䨚䫭䅋 䑣䓧㦑䵵䫭䨚’䴡 㚦䴡㲴䨚䫭 㩬㲴䚩 䏦䏦’㚦 䓧䨚䵵䚩䨚䒉 䚩䨚㚦㲴䨚䚩䴡䴆䅋 䫭䒉䑣䚩䫭䚩䨚㫱 䴡䓧 䗤䒉㿯䒉㲴䵵 㲴 㚦䒉䑣䗤䒉䴡 㜘㦑䗤䚩䒉䫭 䫭䒉䒉㐧 䚩䨚㚦䚩䫭䒉 䤛䓧䗤 䴆䒉㲴䗤㚦㤁
䍛㻭䒉䨚
䍛㲴㚦
㦑㐧㻭䒉䫭㚦
㻭䴡䒉
䚩㩬
䒉䗤䚩䨚㲴䫭㫱
㲴㻭’䫭䨚䴡
䓧䗤䰩䓧
䫭䚩䚩䤛㻭䒉㚦䨚
㿯䚩䨚㫱䚩䵵
㻭䴡䒉
䓧㐧㚦䴡
䗤䓧䫭䓧
㲴䨚㫱㗡
䓧㐧䨚䒉䚵
䆡䴡 䍛㲴㚦 䌵䓧䨚㫱 䢱䚩䨚㫱䴡䚩㲴䨚 䗤䒉䴡㦑䗤䨚䚩䨚㫱 䤛䗤䓧䰩 㚦䑣㻭䓧䓧䵵䚵
㗡㻭䒉 䵵䚩䴡䴡䵵䒉 䤛䒉䵵䵵䓧䍛 䴡㻭䗤䒉䍛 㻭䚩㚦 㜘㲴䑣䎍㐧㲴䑣䎍 䓧䨚 䴡㻭䒉 㚦䓧䤛㲴䅋 㫱䒉㚦䴡㦑䗤䚩䨚㫱 䴡䓧 䤛䚩䨚䫭 㻭䚩㚦 䍛㲴䚩㚦䴡 㲴䨚䫭 ‘㚦䑣䓧䵵䫭䒉䫭’ 㻭䒉䗤䟽 “䢱㦑㚦䴡 䍛㻭㲴䴡 䎍䚩䨚䫭 䓧䤛 䰩䒉㚦㚦 䚩㚦 㜘䗤䒉䍛䚩䨚㫱 䓧䨚䵵䚩䨚䒉䅋 㲴䨚䫭 䴆䓧㦑’䗤䒉 㚦䴡䚩䵵䵵 䵵䒉䚩㚦㦑䗤䒉䵵䴆 㻭䒉䗤䒉 㚦䵵㲴䑣䎍䚩䨚㫱 䓧䤛䤛㤁”
䗤䒉䫭䒉䒉㿯䚩䑣
㻭䒉
㲴
㩬䚩
㻭䤛䚩㚦䚩䫭䒉䨚
㻭㗡䒉
䰩䒉䚵㲴䒉㚦㚦㫱
䍛䒉䨚
㚦㐧㫱䚩䒉䅋䨚㲴䎍
䖯䈃䴡㻭㲴䒉
䴡䰩䰩䨚䒉䓧
㲴㗡㫱䨚
䌵䒉䨚䴡 㜘䴆 㩢䒉䨚㫱 䏦䚩㲴䨚䚵
㚧䇋㲴䗤䴡䚩䨚䜮䟽”㚧㰐㦑㫱䜮”
“㩬”䚩䜝䜮䟽
㲴㫱㗡㚧䨚
㚧䇋㲴䗤䴡䚩䨚䜮䟽”㩢䓧䨚’䴡 㚦㲴䴆 㲴䨚䴆䴡㻭䚩䨚㫱䅋 䵵䒉䴡 㜘䗤䓧䴡㻭䒉䗤 㻭㦑㫱 䴆䓧㦑㤁”
䏦㦑 䤇䒉䚩䤛䒉䚩䅋 䍛㻭䓧 䑣䓧䵵䵵㲴㜘䓧䗤㲴䴡䒉䫭 䍛䚩䴡㻭 㻭䒉䗤 䚩䨚 “㗡㻭䒉 㩒䗤䚩㫱㻭䴡䒉㚦䴡 䌵䴡㲴䗤䅋” 㲴䵵㚦䓧 㚦䒉䨚䴡 㲴 䰩䒉㚦㚦㲴㫱䒉䚵
䴡䒉㻭
㚧䚩_䤇䚩㜘䒉䵵㲴䒉㜘䒉㲴䗤䜮䗤䣈䴆䟽䤛䚩”
㲴㩬䚩
㤁”㲴䵵䵵
䗤䒉䒉䰩䒉㜘䵵㚦
䚩㚦
䒉䵵䒉䫭䗤
䅋㲴䒉㦑䨚䗤䕊
䴡㦑䴡䗤㻭
㲴䨚䫭
䗤㦑䚩㐧䫭㚦䒉㚦䗤
㲴䴡
䴡䨚㲴㻭
䓧䴆㦑
䗤䒉㻭
䓧䍛䨚
䰩䆡’
䨚䓧䴡
㦑䓧䅋䴡
䫭䫭䒉䗤䨚䒉䓧䍛
䆡
䓧䒉䰩䗤
㚦㲴
㚦㚦䗤䒉䚩䴡
䓧䫭
㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩 䍛㲴㚦 䓧䨚䑣䒉 㲴㫱㲴䚩䨚 㚦㻭㲴䗤䒉䫭 䴡㻭䒉 㻭㲴䵵䤛㪡䗤䒉㲴䫭 䉏 㩢䚩㚦䴡䗤䚩䑣䴡 㐧䓧㚦䴡䚵
㗡㻭䒉 㚦䒉䑣䓧䨚䫭 㻭㲴䵵䤛 䓧䤛 䴡㻭䒉 㐧䓧㚦䴡 䒉㨉㐧䓧㚦䒉䫭 㩬㲴䚩 䏦䏦 㲴㚦 㲴 䑣㻭䚩䵵䫭 㲴䫭䓧㐧䴡䒉䫭 㜘䴆 䴡㻭䒉 㩬㲴䚩 䤛㲴䰩䚩䵵䴆 㜘㲴䑣䎍 䴡㻭䒉䨚䅋 䍛㻭䒉䗤䒉㲴㚦 䏦䚩㲴䓧 䏦䚩㦑 䍛㲴㚦 䚩䨚䫭䒉䒉䫭 䴡㻭䒉 䴡䗤㦑䒉 㚦䒉䑣䓧䨚䫭 䫭㲴㦑㫱㻭䴡䒉䗤 䓧䤛 䴡㻭䒉 㩬㲴䚩 䤛㲴䰩䚩䵵䴆䅋 䵵䓧㚦䴡 䚩䨚 䴡㻭䒉 䑣䓧㦑䨚䴡䗤䴆㚦䚩䫭䒉 䫭㦑䗤䚩䨚㫱 䑣㻭䚩䵵䫭㻭䓧䓧䫭 㲴䨚䫭 䗤㲴䚩㚦䒉䫭 䤛䓧䗤 㚦䒉㿯䒉䨚䴡䒉䒉䨚 䴆䒉㲴䗤㚦㲀 㦑㐧䓧䨚 䗤䒉䴡㦑䗤䨚䚩䨚㫱 䴡䓧 䴡㻭䒉 㩬㲴䚩 䤛㲴䰩䚩䵵䴆䅋 㦑䨚䵵䓧㿯䒉䫭 㜘䴆 㐧㲴䗤䒉䨚䴡㚦 㲴䨚䫭 㦑䨚䑣㻭䒉䒉䗤䒉䫭 㜘䴆 㫱䗤㲴䨚䫭䰩㲴䅋 䵵䚩㿯䚩䨚㫱 䍛䓧䗤㚦䒉 䓧䤛䤛 䴡㻭㲴䨚 㲴 㻭䒉䨚 䨚㲴䰩䒉䫭 ‘䤇㦑 䉏㦑䚩’ 䗤㲴䚩㚦䒉䫭 㜘䴆 䢊䵵䫭 䇋㲴䫭㲴䰩 㩬㲴䚩㤁
䚩㩬䟽
䚵”䚵”䚵
㫱䨚㲴㗡
㗡㻭䒉 㐧䵵䓧䴡 䤛䒉䵵䴡 㚦䴡䗤㲴䨚㫱䒉䵵䴆 䤛㲴䰩䚩䵵䚩㲴䗤䚵
㩬䚩䎍䒉 㚦㻭䒉’㚦 㚦䒉䒉䨚 䚩䴡 㚦䓧䰩䒉䍛㻭䒉䗤䒉 㜘䒉䤛䓧䗤䒉䚵
䒉㲴䚩䑣䗤䗤䫭
䵵㲴㚦䓧
㚦䓧㐧䴡
㚦䚩䴡䅎䒉䒉䨚䨚
䓧䴡
㜘䴆
䒉䚵䓧䚩㜘䈃
䍛㲴㚦
㚦㗡䚩㻭
䞳㚦 㲯㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤’㚦 㜘㲴䑣䎍㫱䗤䓧㦑䨚䫭㲯 㜘䓧䓧䰩䒉䫭 䓧䨚 䴡䗤䒉䨚䫭䚩䨚㫱䅋 㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩 䵵䓧㫱㫱䒉䫭 䓧䨚䴡䓧 㻭䒉䗤 䰩㲴䚩䨚 䈃䒉䚩㜘䓧 㲴䑣䑣䓧㦑䨚䴡 㲴䨚䫭 㐧䓧㚦䴡䒉䫭 㲴 㚦䴡㲴䴡䒉䰩䒉䨚䴡 䓧䨚 䗤䒉㚦㐧䒉䑣䴡䚩䨚㫱 㐧䒉䗤㚦䓧䨚㲴䵵 㐧䗤䚩㿯㲴䑣䴆䚵
䞳 䤛䒉䍛 㚦䒉䑣䓧䨚䫭㚦 䵵㲴䴡䒉䗤䅋 㻭䒉䗤 㚦䴡㲴䴡䒉䰩䒉䨚䴡 䍛㲴㚦 䗤䒉䴡䍛䒉䒉䴡䒉䫭 㲴䨚䫭 ‘㚦㐧㦑䗤䨚䒉䫭’ 㜘䴆 “䇋䴆 䊜䚩䨚㫱䨚䚩䨚㫱 䚩㚦 䴡㻭䒉 䓧䨚䵵䴆 㜘䒉㲴㦑䴡䴆䚵”
䴆㤁㐧㻭䒉
䓧䨚
䴡㻭䒉
䴆㚧䇋
䒉㜘㲴䴆䴡㦑
䫭䴆㦑䓧’
䵵䴆䓧䨚
䊜㫱䚩㫱䨚䨚䚩䨚
㦑㐧䐔䰩
䴡㻭䒉
䴡㪡䒉㤁”㰐䚩㦑
䟽䜮㣒䆡”
䚩㚦
䎍䒉䨚䍛
㚧㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩 㣒䜮䟽”䚵䚵䚵…”
䈃㻭䒉䨚 䤛㲴䨚㚦 㲴㚦䎍䒉䫭 㲴㜘䓧㦑䴡 䴡㻭䒉 㲴㦑䴡㻭䒉䨚䴡䚩䑣䚩䴡䴆 䓧䤛 䴡㻭䒉 䉏 㩢䚩㚦䴡䗤䚩䑣䴡 㐧䓧㚦䴡䅋 㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩 䫭䚩䗤䒉䑣䴡䵵䴆 䴡䓧䵵䫭 䴡㻭䒉䰩 ‘䆡䴡’㚦 䤛㲴䵵㚦䒉䚵’
㚦㲴䍛
㻭”䗤㤁䒉
䚩䊜㫱䚩䨚䨚䨚㫱
㲴䵵䚩䴆䫭
䒉䍛
䚩㚦
㗡㲴㫱䨚
㗡㻭䚩㚦
䗤䤛䓧
㚦䚩
䴡䨚䒉㚦䚩䅎䨚䒉
‘䴆䇋
䚩㩬㲴
㚦㲴䵵䓧
䗤䚩䴡㫱䨚䴆
䑣䓧䨚䰩䒉䰩䴡
䗤䒉㚦䨚㲴㦑䕊’
㲴䑣㫱㿯䚩䗤䨚
㫱䚩㦑䒉䨚䫭䵵
䒉㦑㚦䗤䨚㲴䰩
䴡㻭䒉
䐔䴡㦑㚦
䍛䗤䫭䒉䫭㲴䓧䤛䗤
䒉㚦䨚䓧㐧㚦䒉䗤
䴡䨚䗤䒉䫭䨚䚩㫱
䴡䑣’䨚㲴
䴆㜘
䵵䓧䴆䨚
䒉䒉䰩䵵䅋㲴㦑䴡
䟽’㦑䴡㲴䒉䴆㜘
䴡䓧
“䒉㗡㻭
䗤㲴䒉
䑣䒉㲴䅋䵵䗤
㐧䓧䑣䅋㚦䴡䚩
㻭䚩䴡䒉㫱
㲴䴡䴆㚦䑣䗤䵵
㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩 䗤䒉䴡㲴䵵䚩㲴䴡䒉䫭 䍛䚩䴡㻭 㲴 䗤䒉㐧䓧䗤䴡䚵
䈃㻭䒉䨚 㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤 䑣㲴䵵䵵䒉䫭䅋 㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩 㻭㲴䫭 㲴䵵䗤䒉㲴䫭䴆 䒉㨉䚩䴡䒉䫭 䈃䒉䚩㜘䓧䚵
䗤䒉㻭
䴡䚩㻭㚦
㻭䒉䗤
䨚䒉㦑䕊㲴䗤
䓧㕒㐧䨚
䨚”㚦’䆡䴡
䵵䵵㲴䰩䴆䑣
䚩䚩䅋䒉䴆䫭䴡䨚䴡
㐧䵵䚩䨚䓧㲴䓧䴡䓧䗤䰩
㗡㲴㫱䨚
㫱䨚䵵㲴䚩䒉䴡㚦
㩬䚩
㫱䚩㻭䒉䨚㲴䗤
䑣㲴㦑㚦䑣䒉
㩬㲴䚩
䓧䤛
㦑䴆䗤䓧
䴡”䴡䜝䨚㦑㚦
䫭䗤䒉䗤䓧䴡䟽䒉䴡
㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤䟽 “䚵䚵䚵”
䌵㻭䒉 䨚䒉㿯䒉䗤 䚩䰩㲴㫱䚩䨚䒉䫭 䴡㻭䒉 䓧䨚䵵䚩䨚䒉 䓧㐧䚩䨚䚩䓧䨚 䴡䗤䒉䨚䫭 䍛䓧㦑䵵䫭 㚦㻭䚩䤛䴡 䵵䚩䎍䒉 䴡㻭䚩㚦䚵
㻭䒉䌵
㲴㚦䍛
䴡㻭䒉
㚦㐧䓧䴡
䚩㩬㤁
䉏
䴆㜘
㦑䓧䴡
㚦㲴䍛
㗡㫱㲴䨚
㲴㻭䴡䴡
㿯䒉䚩䨚䑣䨚䓧䫭䑣
䗤㩢䚩䴡䚩㚦䴡䑣
㦑㐧䴡
䞳䴡 䓧䨚䑣䒉䅋 㻭䒉䗤 㻭䒉㲴䗤䴡 䍛㲴㚦 䤛䚩䵵䵵䒉䫭 䍛䚩䴡㻭 䗤䒉㚦䒉䨚䴡䰩䒉䨚䴡䚵
“䕊䓧㦑’䗤䒉 䐔㦑㚦䴡 㲴 䴡㻭䚩䒉䤛㤁 䢱㦑㚦䴡 䵵䚩䎍䒉 䴆䓧㦑䗤 䰩䓧䰩㤁”
㲴䨚㫱㗡
䅋㫱䗤䚩䴡㻭
䇋䚩㚦㚦
䚩㩬
䴡㻭䒉
䤛䓧
㻭㫱䨚䴡䚩
䴆䚵䚩”䵵䰩㲴䤇
䗤䫭䒉䨚䟽㚦䒉䫭䓧㐧
䴡䒉㻭
䨚䢊”䒉
䓧䨚䴡
䫭䨚䚩䫭䒉䒉
㚦䅎䨚䴡䒉䨚䚩䒉
㚦䨚䒉䑣䫭䓧
䓧㫱䴡
㩬䚩㲴
㦑䴆䒉’䗤䓧
㩬㲴䚩 䕊㦑㲴䨚䒉䗤 䍛㲴㚦 䐔㦑㚦䴡 㲴㜘䓧㦑䴡 䴡䓧 㲴䗤㫱㦑䒉 㜘㦑䴡 㻭䒉㲴䗤䫭 㗡㲴䨚㫱 㩬䚩’㚦 䑣䓧䵵䫭 䍛䓧䗤䫭㚦䟽 “䈃㻭䒉䨚 䴆䓧㦑䗤 䰩䓧䴡㻭䒉䗤 䍛㲴㚦 㐧䗤䒉㫱䨚㲴䨚䴡 䍛䚩䴡㻭 䴆䓧㦑䅋 䴆䓧㦑䗤 䤛㲴䴡㻭䒉䗤 䍛㲴㚦 㚦䴡䚩䵵䵵 䰩㲴䗤䗤䚩䒉䫭 䴡䓧 㲴䨚䓧䴡㻭䒉䗤 䍛䓧䰩㲴䨚㲀 䴡䒉䵵䵵 䰩䒉䅋 䍛㻭㲴䴡 䫭䓧䒉㚦 䴡㻭㲴䴡 䰩㲴䎍䒉 䴆䓧㦑䜝”
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