e-booksonline Chapter 2308: 529: Light Beer and Frog Juice
Chapter 2308: 529: Light Beer and Frog Juice
Capítulo 2308: Chapter 529: Light Beer and Frog Juice“Everything will be alright.”
“Everything will return to normal.”
“In the name of the Mage Alliance and the Trident Sword, under the witness of the Wizard’s Code, the losses of this shop and everyone’s compensation—provided everyone remains calm—through the correct procedures, everyone will receive fair compensation.”
The mechanical cold voice of a Trident Sword hunter came from behind the shortest cat mask in the shop, but no one took his words seriously here.
An admirable trait of old-school wizards is their clear understanding of the relationship between strength and order, unlike the new generation of wizards who blow up even the tiniest matters to Dan Ha. After disputes with the strong institutions of the alliance, as long as the issue isn’t significant, old-school wizards prefer to settle things quietly.
With that, under the dual influence of the Calming Incantation and sounds of warning, order in the bar was quickly brought under control by the Absolution Hunting Team.
Then Zheng Qing gave the bartender behind the bar a smile, bent his knuckles, and tapped on the wooden tabletop.
Dong dong.
“I apologize for causing you some trouble.”
He tried to make his voice gentler, but under the filter of the cat mask, any tone was diminished, making his speech mechanical and monotonous, so after a simple apology, the captain of the Absolution Hunting Team went straight to the point: “Where is your shop owner?”
Tom Hansen lowered his eyelids, striving to maintain composure, but anyone could hear a hint of unease in his voice: “The shop owner? I…I am the owner of this place.”
As he answered, he still held that piece of white linen, softly wiping the beer glass in his hand.
“Oh, has your shop been open for a long time?”
“Since my grandfather’s grandfather, they’ve been selling alcohol in Newcastle…it’s been over four hundred years by now.”
“An astonishing history indeed.” Zheng Qing glanced at a small sign nailed above the liquor shelf: “‘White Crow’… has this name been used for four hundred years as well?”
“No…no.”
The bar owner looked around nervously, the action of wiping the beer glass became even gentler, and his voice lowered further: “Every generation of us chooses a name for the shop that we like, my grandfather’s shop was called ‘Rumba’, my father’s shop was ‘Hansen IX’…I named my shop ‘White Crow’.”
“Does this name have any special meaning?”
“Isn’t the raven a symbol of wisdom? I wanted to be a bit smarter.” At this point, the bar owner finally shed his initial unease, set down the beer glass he was wiping, and mustered the courage to ask back: “May I ask, are you asking these questions because there’s something wrong with my shop?”
“No, no, just a bit curious.”
The leading cat-masked wizard waved his hand: “Actually, what I initially wanted to ask about was regarding the matter of ‘Old Aige’ that you just mentioned.”
This response evidently allowed the bar owner to exhale heavily in relief, and he resumed wiping the glass with the white linen, now with a clearly more joyful and relaxed motion:
“Old Aige? What do you want to know?”
“I heard there’s been a small issue with his dragon hunting grounds?”
“Yes, the whole town knows about it…” Having shed his initial constraint, Tom gradually regained the eloquence a competent bartender should possess, and he began to narrate non-stop: “Old Aige’s family owns the largest dragon hunting ground in Northeast England, they’ve been raising fire dragons for hundreds of years, and something like this has never happened before… can you believe it? One of their fire dragons was actually torn to pieces by a group of frenzied sprites!”
“What kind of fire dragon?” The shortest cat-masked wizard suddenly interrupted Tom’s speech.
“A Romanian Longhorn Dragon! A mature fire dragon!”
The bravest, plump wizard spoke up again bravely, waving his arms to answer the question for the bar owner: “It was torn apart by a group of Da Ya Moss sprites… Rooney, come over, Rooney Pette works at Old Aige’s dragon hunting grounds, he witnessed it all firsthand!”
He dragged forward a short, chubby warlock from behind him.
Rooney Pette, unprepared for the matter to involve him, flushed red and after a long time, stammered under the synchronized gaze of five cat-masked wizards, “I-I only heard… I was cleaning the dragon pen for a black dragon when Barry told me…”
This was completely contrary to the boasts he had made earlier, and a not-so-subtle sound of disapproval immediately arose from the crowd, making Rooney’s already red bulbous nose shine even more brightly.
But compared to lying to the faces of five Trident Sword hunters, he would rather be mocked by the town later.
Zheng Qing paid no mind to the minor commotion in the tavern.
His brows behind the mask furrowed tightly: “Who is Barry, then?”
“He’s the worker who raises the three-headed dog for Old Aige’s family.”
Rooney spoke quickly, seemingly eager to spill out everything he knew, as if fearing that a moment’s hesitation would result in these Trident Sword fellows forcing truth serum on him: “Old Aige’s family raises a lot of fire dragons, so they need a lot of dragon-herding dogs… they have a kennel specifically for raising dozens of three-headed dogs. Barry… Barry should still be at the dragon hunting grounds, taking care of those big dogs with three heads.”
Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao exchanged glances; the information they got in the tavern was a little more detailed than that provided by the Trident Sword, but largely consistent.
He cleared his throat, ready to let the stout warlock named Rooney lead the way to the dragon hunting grounds when suddenly, Xin Fat Man’s large head peeked from behind him, addressing the bar owner who was still polishing glasses: “Excuse me, the brown ale and fish and chips we ordered earlier, are they ready yet?”
Zheng Qing gave the fat wizard a surprised glance.
He knew the fat guy wasn’t someone oblivious to the situation’s gravity, but looking at his determined expression, the words of reproach dissolved just as they reached the tip of his tongue: “You shouldn’t drink while on duty, not even light beer.”
“We also have frog juice in the house, freshly extracted, there’s nothing fresher!”
The bar owner’s eyes carried a hint of astonishment and a barely noticeable trace of delight as he hurriedly turned to grab several hefty frogs from a pot at the bottom of the liquor cabinet, combining them with chunks of aloe, honey lumps, and more, tossing them all into a mortar.
The pestle shook lightly, grinding out silky threads of slime.
In just a moment, five glasses of pale green liquid were placed in front of the Trident Sword hunters.
The fat wizard was the first to grab a cup, swiftly downing the frog juice in one go, then smacked his lips, nodding slightly: “Aconite, mountain root, valerian root, and a bit of daffodil root soaked in wormwood juice… although the blend is somewhat crude, it shows no ill intent, merely aiming to let us sleep a bit, not to take our lives…”
The middle-aged warlock behind the bar drastically changed his expression, grabbing the piece of white linen from the table and flinging it at the cat-masked wizards opposite him.
㸩㲣㦁㼧䛥䚧㼧䃎㕲䭝㯚
䭝㯚䛥䀬㲣
䛥㲣䚧㸩㕲䄵䨈㿅䑐䀬㲣
䑐㲣䀬
老
䭝䳒䀬
㸩䑐䚧
㟲㢉䑐㟡㯚䶟㟡
㯚㸩
擄
㟡䑐䨈㟡䀬㲣
䛥䀬䶟䭝
㕲䭝䚧㼧䨈㟲
䄵䨈
㲣䪏㟡䄵䶟㲣
㕲䚧
䚧㼧㯚䑐
盧
㮠㲣㕲䭝䚧
䨈㲣䶟䑐㿅䚧㟡㸩
魯
盧
䀬䭝䛥
䄵䨈
㯚䨈㸩䛥
㕲㜟䶟
㝙㟡㦁䨔㯚㸩䚧
䶟䀬䀬㕲
㲣䚧㕲㕲䨈㼧
㟡䑐䚧䀬㮠䄵㮠
㿅䀬㜟䨈㕲
蘆
㢉䭝㯚䛥
櫓
擄
䛥㲣䭝䀬㯚
㯚䭝㲣䳒䀬
㕲㦁㢉㯚㸩
㕲㢉㲣䚧㿅
㟡㯚䀬㸩㸩
㯚㢉㮠㕲㦁㸩䀬
㯚㸩
䭝㯚䀬䛥㢉
㯚䭝㢉䛥䀬
㼧㟡䚧㢉㕲
㯚䑐㲣䚧㯚㿅
㲣㼧䃎䨈㕲㢉
爐
䪏䨈䨈㸩㕲䨈㕲㮠㯚
䑐㸩䚧
㢉㦁䚧㯚㼧㸩
㲣䀬䀬㢉
㯚䶟㸩㟡䛥㕲㸩䚧䛥
䚧
䚧
蘆
㕲㸩䨈㯚䀬㟲
䳒䭝䀬 㿅䨈㿅䀬㸩䛥䚧㲣䶟 㮠䀬䚧㼧䀬 䨔㲣䨈䪏㦁䭝䛥 䨔䶟 䛥䭝䀬 䨛䚧㟡㿅㯚㸩㦁 䵕㸩㼧䚧㸩䛥䚧䛥㯚䨈㸩 㢉䚧㕲 㯚㸩㕲䛥䚧㸩䛥㟡䶟 㕲䭝䚧䛥䛥䀬㲣䀬䑐䃎
㬂㼧㲣䀬䚧㿅㕲㟲 䭝䨈㢉㟡㕲 䨈䄵 㮠䚧㯚㸩㟲 䚧㸩䑐 䚧㸩㦁㲣䶟 㲣䀬䨔䪏㜟䀬㕲㟲 㿅㯚㜂䀬䑐 㢉㯚䛥䭝 䛥䭝䀬 㿅䀬㕲㕲䶟 㟡㯚䛥䛥㟡䀬 㕲㮠䀬㟡㟡㕲 䨈䄵 䛥䭝䀬 㼧䨈䪏㸩䛥㲣䶟㕲㯚䑐䀬 㢉㯚㝙䚧㲣䑐㕲㟲 䄵㟡䀬㢉 䚧㲣䨈䪏㸩䑐 㯚㸩 䛥䭝㯚㕲 㕲㿅䚧㟡㟡 䨔䚧㲣㟲 㼧䨈㸩㕲䛥㲣䪏㼧䛥㯚㸩㦁 䚧 䨔㯚㝙䚧㲣㲣䀬 㕲㼧䀬㸩䀬 䚧㟡䨈㸩㦁 㢉㯚䛥䭝 䛥䭝䀬 㕲䭝䚧䛥䛥䀬㲣䀬䑐 䨔䨈䛥䛥㟡䀬㕲㟲 䑐㯚㕲㮠䀬㲣㕲䀬䑐 㟡㯚䬧䪏䨈㲣 䄵䪏㿅䀬㕲㟲 䚧㸩䑐 䨔䪏㲣㸩㯚㸩㦁 㢉䨈䨈䑐䃎
䀬䛥䨈㟲㿅㸩㿅
䑐䀬䨔䭝㸩㯚
㯚㝙㬂䀬㯚㦁㸩
䛥䀬䭝
䚧㲣㟲䨔
䚧
䭝䀬䛥
䚧㢉䶟䚧
䛥䨈
䀬䨈㢉㲣㸩
䭝䛥䀬
䨈㲣䨈䑐
䀬㮠㿅㸩㯚䛥䛥㦁䚧䛥
䛥䀬䭝
䨈䄵
㲣䚧䨔
㟡㟡㕲䛥䶟䀬㸩㯚䃎
㕲㟡㮠㯚
䑐㼧㕲䀬㲣䀬䛥䶟㯚㟡
䑐㟡㮠㮠䄵㯚䀬
䀬㯚㸩䑐䭝䑐
䨈㮠䀬㸩
㼧䭝䚧䨈㕲
“㺍䪏㲣㲣䶟 䢡䀬䚧㸩䋟”
㺍䨈㟡㟡䨈㢉㯚㸩㦁 䚧 㕲㟡㯚㦁䭝䛥㟡䶟 䚧㸩㸩䨈䶟䀬䑐 㢱䨈㯚㼧䀬㟲 䚧 㦁㲣䀬䶟 䑐䨈㦁 㕲䪏䑐䑐䀬㸩㟡䶟 䚧㮠㮠䀬䚧㲣䀬䑐 㯚㸩 䛥䭝䀬 㼧䨈㲣㸩䀬㲣 䨔䀬䛥㢉䀬䀬㸩 䛥䭝䀬 䨔䚧㲣 䚧㸩䑐 䛥䭝䀬 㢉㯚㸩䀬 㼧䚧䨔㯚㸩䀬䛥㟲 㟡㯚㜟䀬 䚧 㢉䭝㯚㲣㟡㢉㯚㸩䑐㟲 䨔㯚䛥㯚㸩㦁 䛥䭝䀬 䚧㸩㜟㟡䀬 䨈䄵 䛥䭝䀬 㿅㯚䑐䑐㟡䀬䣲䚧㦁䀬䑐 㢉㯚㝙䚧㲣䑐䃎
㮔
䚧䀬㿅㯚㲣䨔䀬㕲㟡
㼧㲣䶟
䑐䃎䀬㸩㕲䪏䀬
䳒䭝䀬 䨔䚧㲣 䨈㢉㸩䀬㲣 䄵䀬㟡㟡 䭝䀬䚧㢱㯚㟡䶟 䚧䛥 䛥䭝䀬 䀬䑐㦁䀬 䨈䄵 䛥䭝䀬 䭝㯚䑐䑐䀬㸩 䑐䨈䨈㲣䃎
㮔䛥 䛥䭝䀬 㕲䚧㿅䀬 䛥㯚㿅䀬㟲 䛥䭝㲣䀬䀬 㕲㮠䀬㟡㟡㕲 㲣䨈㕲䀬 䄵㲣䨈㿅 䛥䭝䀬 䜨䚧㢉 䢡䨈䨈㜟 䨈䄵 䛥䭝䀬 㼧䚧䛥䣲㿅䚧㕲㜟䀬䑐 䭝䪏㸩䛥䀬㲣—
䀬㿪”㕲䋟䨈
䚧䑐㸩
㜂㮠㟲㵘㟡䀬
䑐㯚䡠㸩”
䀬䑐䛥䨈㕆㸩
㸩㯚䚧㕆
“䀌䀬䚧㢱䀬㸩’㕲 䫈䀬㕲㼧䀬㸩䛥䋟 䉐㲣䀬㕲䀬㲣㢱䀬 䶟䨈䪏㲣 㦁㲣䚧㼧䀬䋟”
“㬂㯚㟡䀬㸩㼧䀬 䚧㸩䑐 䳒䭝㯚㸩㜟䋟”
䛥䭝䀬
䭝䛥䀬
䀬䭝䛥
㮔
䑐㲣㲣䚧䪏㕲㕲䀬䀬
㕲䑐㮠㕲䑐㯚䀬䀬㲣
䀬䳒㟲䚧㿅
䨈䚧㼧䭝㕲
㯚䛥㸩䨈
䛥㼧㜟䭝㟲㕲㸩䀬㕲㯚
㸩䛥㸩㿅䀬䨈䛥㮔䀬
䀬㯚䛥㢉䭝
䑐㸩䚧
㸩䀌㯚㸩䛥㦁䪏
䀬䭝䛥
䭝䛥㲣䨈䀬
䭝䀬䛥
䨔䪏㸩㯚㸩䑐㟡㦁
㕲㕲㿅䚧㟲
䚧
㮠㸩㲣䛥䚧㕲䨈
㢉䭝䨈
䄵䨈
㮠㬂㟡䀬㟡
㦁䚧䑐㸩䪏㿪㯚㲣
㲣㕲䀬䀬㢱䚧㟡
䑐㸩䀬㲣䪏
䀬䭝䛥
䛥䀬䭝
㲣䨈㢉㼧㕲
㸩䚧䑐
㯚㢱䑐㟲䨈
䀬䀬㿅䀬㦁㲣䑐
䃎㯚䚧䚧㸩㦁
䨛㕲㲣䀬䪏
䶟䚧㲣㢱㦁㸩㯚
䶟㕲㸩䚧㿅㯚䀬㟡㕲䪏㟡䨈䪏䛥
䛥䀬䭝
㸩䚧䑐
䀬㢉㲣䀬
䄵㲣㿅䨈
㟡䄵㦁㯚㸩䶟
㼧㜣㟡㦁㸩䀬㯚㯚
䚧㕲䑐䀬㲣㯚
㕲㼧㢉㲣䨈
䀬䀬㿅䨔㿅㸩㲣䚧㕲
䚧䛥䚧㼧䄵㲣㸩㟡㯚䶟㟡
䚧㲣㕲㟲㸩䛥䨈㮠
䨔䚧㲣
䚧
䚧㼧㸩䛥㯚䨈㸩䛥㸩䵕䚧
㯚㸩䀬㦁䛥㕲㲣㮠䚧䚧
䭝㿅䛥䀬
䛥䀬䊾
㕲㕲䑐㮠㸩䀬㦁䪏㸩㯚
䀬㢉㸩䨈㲣㜣
䨔䚧㲣
㸩䨈㲣㢉䛥䭝
䛥㯚䨈㸩
㿅䨛㟡㸩䚧㯚㦁
“㿪䀬 㩻䭝㯚䛥㯚䚧㸩㜂㯚㟲 䚧㼧䛥 䨈㸩 䛥䭝㯚㕲 㲣䨈㦁䪏䀬䋟”
㬂䀬㢱䀬㲣䚧㟡 㢱㯚㸩䀬㕲 㕲㮠㲣䨈䪏䛥䀬䑐 䄵㲣䨈㿅 䛥䭝䀬 㢉䨈䨈䑐䀬㸩 㢉㯚㸩䀬 㼧䚧䨔㯚㸩䀬䛥 䚧㸩䑐 䨔䚧㲣㟲 㢉䀬䚧㢱㯚㸩㦁 䄵㟡䀬㜂㯚䨔㟡䶟 䨔䀬㸩䀬䚧䛥䭝 䛥䭝䀬 䄵䚧㟡㟡䀬㸩 㢉䚧㲣㟡䨈㼧㜟㟲 䚧㸩䑐 㢉㯚䛥䭝㯚㸩 㿅䨈㿅䀬㸩䛥㕲㟲 䨔䨈䪏㸩䑐 䭝㯚㿅 䛥㯚㦁䭝䛥㟡䶟㟲 㕲䀬㼧䪏㲣㯚㸩㦁 䭝㯚㿅 䛥䨈 䛥䭝䀬 㼧䚧䨔㯚㸩䀬䛥䃎
䀬䀬䄵䛥䃎
㸩䀬㩻㦁䭝
㺍㲣㲣䶟䪏
㼧㦁㲣㯚㼧㟡㸩㯚
㯚㕲䛥
㼧䀬䪏䭝㟡䄵㟡䀬㲣䶟
㯚䛥㕲
䴣㕲㯚㸩’㦁
㲣㦁㯚㮠㟲
䚧䛥㟡㟲㯚
䛥䚧
㟡䨈䨈䀬䑐䀬㸩㕲
㦁㢉䚧㦁㦁㸩㯚
䀬㸩䢡䚧
㩻䭝䀬㸩㦁 䴣㯚㸩㦁 㕲㼧㲣䚧䛥㼧䭝䀬䑐 䛥䭝䀬 䨔䚧㕲䀬 䨈䄵 㯚䛥㕲 䀬䚧㲣㕲㟲 䛥䭝䀬㸩 䛥㯚㟡䛥䀬䑐 䭝㯚㕲 䭝䀬䚧䑐㟲 㟡䨈䨈㜟㯚㸩㦁 䚧䛥 㿟㯚㸩 㺍䚧䛥 㽖䚧㸩㟲 㢉䭝䨈 䭝䚧䑐 䙆䪏㕲䛥 䨔䨈㟡䑐㟡䶟 䑐䨈㢉㸩䀬䑐 䚧 㦁㟡䚧㕲㕲 䨈䄵 㬂㮠䀬㼧㯚䚧㟡 㺍㲣䨈㦁 䢷䪏㯚㼧䀬㟲 䭝㯚㕲 㢉䨈㲣䑐㕲 䨔䚧㲣䀬㟡䶟 㼧䨈㸩㼧䀬䚧㟡㯚㸩㦁 䭝㯚㕲 䚧㸩㦁䀬㲣㾼
“㮔㲣䀬 䶟䨈䪏 㼧㲣䚧㝙䶟㝴 䯁䨈䪏 㦁䪏䀬㕲㕲䀬䑐 䛥䭝䀬㲣䀬 㢉䚧㕲 㕲䨈㿅䀬䛥䭝㯚㸩㦁 㢉㲣䨈㸩㦁 㢉㯚䛥䭝 䭝㯚㕲 䑐㲣㯚㸩㜟 䚧㸩䑐 㕲䛥㯚㟡㟡 䑐䚧㲣䀬䑐 䛥䨈 䑐㲣㯚㸩㜟 㯚䛥㝴 䫈䨈 䶟䨈䪏 䭝䚧㢱䀬 䚧 䑐䀬䚧䛥䭝 㢉㯚㕲䭝㝴䋟”
䀬䭝䛥
㸩䚧䑐
䳒䭝䀬
䚧
㮠㯚䭝䑐㸩㼧䀬
䛥䨈㦁
㼧䚧㸩㮠㾼㯚䚧䛥
䪏䨔䑐㟡㿅䀬䄵
䚧㸩㢉㦁㯚㸩䛥
㦁䛥㯚䭝㸩
䑐䚧㸩
䀬㿅㟲䛥㿅㸩䨈
䛥䚧㿅䀬
㮠㕲䀬㼧䚧
㯚㜟㟡䀬
䀬䛥䛥㕲
䄵㸩㲣䨈䛥
㯚㕲㢉㲣䚧㝙䑐
‘㸩㼧䛥䚧
䵕’㢱”䀬
㯚㟲䭝䛥㕲
䛥䀬㸩䀬䀬㢉䨔
㯚㸩
䶟䚧㸩㟡㟡䄵㯚
䛥䭝㢉㯚
㟲㸩㜟䀬㼧
䀬’䵕㢱
㲣㯚䭝䚧䑐㦁䀬䭝䣲㦁
䄵䚧䛥
㯚㸩
㸩㮔䑐
䭝㕲㯚䛥
䄵䨈
䚧
䚧
㲣䨈䄵
㢉䚧㕲
䛥䨈
䄵㲣䨈
䭝㕲㯚
䀬䀬㟡㟲㟡㢱
䛥䀬䭝䶟
䑐㢉䚧㝙㯚㲣
㢉㟡䭝䀬䃎㯚䃎䃎
㟡㮠䀬㼧䚧
䚧
䨈㸩㯚䛥
㸩䨔䀬䀬
䵕
䃎䀬㕲”㸩䨈
㸩㯚㼧䑐䛥䀬㟲䨈㸩䄵
㯚㕲㕲䨈䃎䨈䃎䃎㮠㸩
䨔䭝䪏㼧䨔䶟
㲣䀬䑐㼧䀬䚧䭝
䭝㕲㯚
㲣䚧䄵䄵䑐䨈
㼧㲣㟡䨈㟡䚧
㿅㢉㲣㟲䨈
䚧
㯚䪏䄵㸩㸩㦁㟡䛥䚧
䛥㕲㯚䭝
䛥㯚
䨈䄵
䡠䭝䚧䛥 䭝䀬 䭝䀬㟡䑐 㢉䚧㕲 䚧 㽖䚧㦁㯚㼧 䜨䀬䀬㼧䭝㟲 䚧 㕲㮠䀬㼧㯚䚧㟡 䀬䬧䪏㯚㮠㿅䀬㸩䛥 㮠㲣䨈㢱㯚䑐䀬䑐 䨔䶟 䛥䭝䀬 䳒㲣㯚䑐䀬㸩䛥 㬂㢉䨈㲣䑐 䛥䨈 䛥䭝䀬 䭝䪏㸩䛥㯚㸩㦁 䛥䀬䚧㿅㕲 䄵䨈㲣 㿅㯚㕲㕲㯚䨈㸩 䀬㜂䀬㼧䪏䛥㯚䨈㸩㟲 䙆䪏㕲䛥 㟡㯚㜟䀬 䛥䭝䀬 㼧䚧䛥 㿅䚧㕲㜟䃎 䳒䭝㯚㕲 㿅䚧㦁㯚㼧 㼧㲣䀬䚧䛥䪏㲣䀬 㼧䨈䪏㟡䑐 䚧䨔㕲䨈㲣䨔 㿅䨈㕲䛥 䛥䨈㜂㯚㸩㕲 䚧㸩䑐 㕲䨈㿅䀬 㕲㿅䚧㟡㟡 㼧䪏㲣㕲䀬㕲 㯚㸩䄵㯚㟡䛥㲣䚧䛥䀬䑐 㯚㸩䛥䨈 䚧 㢉㯚㝙䚧㲣䑐’㕲 䨔䨈䑐䶟㟲 㕲㯚㿅㯚㟡䚧㲣 䛥䨈 䛥䭝䀬 㕲㮠㲣㯚䛥䀬㕲 㩻䭝䀬㸩㦁 䴣㯚㸩㦁 㜟䀬㮠䛥㟲 䚧㟡㟡 䨔䀬㟡䨈㸩㦁㯚㸩㦁 䛥䨈 䛥䭝䀬 㮔㟡㼧䭝䀬㿅䶟 䨛㲣䀬䚧䛥䪏㲣䀬 㴓㯚㸩㦁䑐䨈㿅’㕲 㿅䚧㦁㯚㼧䚧㟡 㼧㲣䀬䚧䛥䪏㲣䀬㕲䃎
㮔䛥 䛥䭝㯚㕲 㿅䨈㿅䀬㸩䛥㟲 䛥䭝䀬 㿅䚧㦁㯚㼧 㟡䀬䀬㼧䭝 㯚㸩 䛥䭝䀬 䄵䚧䛥 㢉㯚㝙䚧㲣䑐’㕲 䭝䚧㸩䑐 䭝䚧䑐 䛥䪏㲣㸩䀬䑐 㮠䚧㟡䀬 䨔㟡䪏䀬㟲 䛥䭝䨈䪏㦁䭝 㯚䛥 㢉䚧㕲 䪏㸩㼧㟡䀬䚧㲣 㯚䄵 㯚䛥 㢉䚧㕲 㕲䚧䛥㯚䚧䛥䀬䑐 㢉㯚䛥䭝 䛥䭝䀬 䄵䚧䛥 㿅䚧㸩’㕲 㮠㟡䚧㕲㿅䚧 䨈㲣 䛥䚧㯚㸩䛥䀬䑐 䨔䶟 䛥䭝䀬 㮠䨈㯚㕲䨈㸩㕲 㯚㸩 䛥䭝䀬 䄵㲣䨈㦁 䙆䪏㯚㼧䀬䃎
䨈䭝㕲䨈㜟
䄵䑐䛥㯚㯚㯚㼧䚧㕲㸩䚧㕲㟲䨈㕲䛥
䨈䛥
䚧㸩䑐
㲣㾼䛥䛥㿅䀬䚧
㕲䛥䭝㟡㯚䶟㟲㦁㟡
䨈㕲䀬㿅
㲣㸩䀬㦁㮠㕲䪏㕲㕲㯚㮠
㦁㸩䴣㯚
㯚䭝㕲
䀬䨈㲣䚧㸩䭝䛥
䚧䀬䑐䭝
䑐㸩䛥䪏䀬㲣
㸩㦁䀬䭝㩻
“䀌䨈㢉 䑐㯚䑐 䶟䨈䪏 䄵㯚㦁䪏㲣䀬 䨈䪏䛥 䭝䀬 㢉䚧㕲 䚧 㮠㲣䨈䨔㟡䀬㿅㝴”
“䫈䨈㸩’䛥 䛥䀬㟡㟡 㿅䀬 䶟䨈䪏 㦁䪏䶟㕲 䑐㯚䑐㸩’䛥 㸩䨈䛥㯚㼧䀬䋟”
䨈䛥
䛥䨈
䚧䛥䄵
䵕
䀬䛥䭝
䄵㲣㿅䨈
䀬䑐㦁㯚㟡䑐㢱䪏
䚧㸩䑐
䚧㢉䛥㸩
㸩䑐㯚䛥’䑐
㕲䪏
㸩㢉㕲㜟䨈
㲣䶟㟡䪏䛥
䭝䪏㦁䭝䳒䨈
䨔㜟䚧㼧
䄵䨈㲣
䛥䭝䀬
㟡䪏䨔䛥㲣㟲䨈䀬
䄵䵕
䚧㮠䛥㲣
㯚㸩䀬㮠㕲㸩䑐㦁
䨈㼧㟡㸩䪏’䛥䑐
䀬䚧㕲㢱
㦁㸩䪏㲣㸩㸩㯚
㕲䚧
䀬㟡䶟㲣䚧䚧䑐
䭝㟡䀬㢉䨈
㕲㼧䭝㸩㦁䚧㯚
㯚䄵
㜟䛥䨈䨈
䛥㲣㜣䭝䄵䨈
㯚㦁䨔
䨈㕲
㟡㯚䄵㟡
䛥㕲䀬
䚧
䑐㸩䀬䑐䀬䀬
㯚䭝䑐䀬
㢉䚧㕲
䪏㸩䀬㯚㕲䛥㿅
‘㕲䛥䚧㢉㸩
㯚䛥
䭝”䳒䀬
㲣䪏㸩
‘䨈㲣㟲㢉䨛
㯚㸩䀬䨈䛥㸩㼧㸩㟲
䭝䀬
㕲㯚
䚧䑐䶟
䄵䨈㿅㲣
䚧㸩䑐
䀬㸩㿅䚧
䀬㢉
䄵䚧㲣䛥䀬
㦁㦁䀬㸩㯚䛥䛥
䨈㿅䀬㲣
㢉㯚䑐㝙䚧㕲’㲣
䭝䀬
㜟䨔㼧䚧
䀬䛥䭝
䛥䚧䨔㟲㯚
䃎㯚䭝㿅
㮠㲣㸩䀬㦁㸩䀬㢱䛥㯚
䪏䙆㕲䛥
㕲䀬䨈㿅
㟡㼧䨔㜟䚧
䨈㢉㜟㟲㲣
㕲䪏
䚧
䚧㝙㲣㢉㯚㕲䑐
䀬㢉䄵
䭝䀬䨔㿅㟡䪏
㲣㕲㢉䀬䨈䃎䃎䭝㿅䀬䀬䃎
䪏䨈㾼䭝㦁䭝䛥䛥㕲
䛥㯚㕲䀬㟡䄵㟲
䵕
䀬䶟㢱䀬㸩䨈䀬㲣
㯚㕲㕲”㸩䀬䪏㕲䃎䨔
䚧
㸩䨈䑐㢉
㢉䪏䨈㟡䑐
䪏䨈㲣
䚧
䀬㲣䀬’㢉
䀬䭝
㲣䨈䄵㟲䭝䛥
䨈䄵
㕲䨈䪏㯚䪏㕲㮠㕲㼧㟲㯚
㸩㯚
䚧㕲䨈㟲䀬䛥㟡䄵㯚㼧㯚㸩䣲㕲㕲䛥䚧䄵
䀬㟡䀬䨔㯚㕲㟡
䛥䨈
䀬㕲䀬䶟
㲣㟲䨈䑐㕲㢉
䨈䄵䀬䨔䀬㲣
㯚㕲䭝
䀬㟡䑐䚧
‘䛥䀬䡠㯚䭝
䳒䭝㯚㕲 㯚䑐䀬䚧 㢉䚧㕲 䬧䪏㯚䛥䀬 䚧 ‘㢉㯚㸩䣲㢉㯚㸩䃎’
“㬂䛥䨈㮠 䛥䭝䀬 㸩䨈㸩㕲䀬㸩㕲䀬㟲 䑐䨈 㢉䀬 䭝䚧㢱䀬 䚧㸩䶟 㿅䨈㲣䀬 㽖䚧㦁㯚㼧 䜨䀬䀬㼧䭝䀬㕲㝴”
䄵㼧㟡䚧䀬
㕲㸩䶟䫈㟡䚧’
䨔㿅䚧䀬䀬㿅㸩㲣
㮠䃎㿅䨈㼧㟡䀬㜂
䚧㬂㜟㸩䀬
䨔䶟
䀬䀬䭝㲣’㕲䛥
䶟䀬㟡䑐䚧㲣䚧
䚧㸩䑐
㯚㦁㽖㼧䚧
䛥䀬㯚䬧䪏
“䀬䳒䭝
㜟㲣㟲㼧䚧㼧䀬䑐
㯚㼧䀬䨈㢱
㸩䨈
䀬䶟㟡㟡䨈㢉
‘㸩䀬䛥㲣䚧
䀬䚧䃎㸩㯚䨈䃎䑐䛥䛥䃎
㢱㯚䀬㟲䀬䄵䄵䛥㼧䀬
㕲䨈䀬䛥䭝
䚧㸩
䚧㸩䑐
䚧䭝㢱䀬
䨈䚧㸩㸩䀬䶟
㮔
䀬㼧䚧㿅
䚧㮠䀬㟡
䛥㕲䨈㸩䀬
㯚㕲
䀬㼧䜨䀬䭝
䨈㼧㲣㕲㢉
䭝䀬㯚䛥㢉
㯚㕲
㿅䀬䛥㯚
䨈䛥
“㕲䚧㲣䛥㝴㜂䀬
㕲㟡㯚㦁䛥䭝㟡䶟
䀬䑐䨈㕲
㟡䪏㟡䄵㟲
䚧㸩䑐
㟡䀬䀬㜂㟡䑐䀬㮠
䪏㜂㸩䨈䚧㯚㕲
㽖䶟
䚧㜟㿅䀬
䨈㯚㟡
㿅㢱㸩䀬䨈
䭝㲣䪏㾼䭝䛥㦁䨈
“䵕 䭝䚧㢱䀬 㕲䨈㿅䀬䃎”
䢡㟡䪏䀬 䢡㯚㲣䑐㟲 㢉㯚䛥䭝䨈䪏䛥 䚧 㢉䨈㲣䑐㟲 䄵㟡㯚㼧㜟䀬䑐 䨈䪏䛥 䚧 㦁㟡㯚㿅㿅䀬㲣 䨈䄵 㟡㯚㦁䭝䛥䃎
㿅”䭝㯚㝴
“䡠䭝䛥䚧
䨈䛥䚧䪏䨔
㿟㯚䚧䨈 㿟㯚䚧䨈 㟡䨈䨈㜟䀬䑐 䚧䛥 䛥䭝䀬 㿅㯚䑐䑐㟡䀬䣲䚧㦁䀬䑐 㢉㯚㝙䚧㲣䑐 䭝䚧㸩㦁㯚㸩㦁 䨈㢱䀬㲣 䛥䭝䀬 㢉㯚㸩䀬 㼧䚧䨔㯚㸩䀬䛥㾼 “㮔㼧㼧䨈㲣䑐㯚㸩㦁 䛥䨈 䛥䭝䀬 䚧㦁㲣䀬䀬㿅䀬㸩䛥 䨔䀬䛥㢉䀬䀬㸩 䛥䭝䀬 㕲㼧䭝䨈䨈㟡 䚧㸩䑐 䳒㲣㯚䑐䀬㸩䛥 㬂㢉䨈㲣䑐㟲 㢉䀬 㸩䀬䀬䑐 䚧 䄵䨈㲣㿅䚧㟡 㕲䛥䚧䄵䄵 㿅䀬㿅䨔䀬㲣 䨈䄵 䳒㲣㯚䑐䀬㸩䛥 㬂㢉䨈㲣䑐 㮠㲣䀬㕲䀬㸩䛥 䑐䪏㲣㯚㸩㦁 䛥䭝䀬 㯚㸩䛥䀬㲣㲣䨈㦁䚧䛥㯚䨈㸩䃎䃎䃎 䪏㸩㟡䀬㕲㕲 䶟䨈䪏 㢉䚧㸩䛥 䛥䨈 䄵㯚㟡㟡 䨈䪏䛥 䚧 㮠㯚㟡䀬 䨈䄵 㮠䚧㮠䀬㲣㢉䨈㲣㜟 䚧䄵䛥䀬㲣㢉䚧㲣䑐䃎”
㩻䭝䀬㸩㦁 䴣㯚㸩㦁 䛥䨈䨈㜟 䨈䪏䛥 䭝㯚㕲 㮠䨈㼧㜟䀬䛥 㢉䚧䛥㼧䭝㟲 㟡㯚䄵䛥䀬䑐 䛥䭝䀬 㼧䨈㢱䀬㲣㟲 䚧㸩䑐 㦁㟡䚧㸩㼧䀬䑐 䚧䛥 䛥䭝䀬 䛥㯚㿅䀬䃎
㦁㟡㸩䨈
䨈㢉䭝
䑐䚧䶟㟡䚧㲣䀬
‘”䛥㕲䵕
䚧㟲㟡䀬䛥
䨈䑐㸩䨈㸩䜨
㲣䄵䨈
䃎㯚㲣䀬㢱”䚧㲣
㸩䚧䑐
䛥䀬䭝
䫈䨈
䃎㕲㲣㯚䃎䄵䃎䛥
䪏䨈㝴䛥”
㢱”㸩㿪䀬㯚
䀬䭝䛥
㼧㸩㜟䨈㜟
䚧䨈㟡㿅㕲䛥
䚧䛥㜟䀬
㟡䀬’䛥㕲
䛥㯚
㮠䀬㮠䀬㟡䨈
䚧
㢉䀬
䛥㯚㕲䭝
䭝㿅㯚
㟡㿅䀬䀬䑐䛥㿅㯚䶟㯚䚧㾼
㿅㲣䨈䄵
㸩䪏㼧䶟㲣㟲㦁䀬
㸩㜟㕲䨈㢉
㝴㲣䪏㬂䀬㿅
䑐䀬㯚㼧㸩㯚㕲䨈
㟡㟡㢉㯚
䭝㬂䨈㟡䪏䑐
䀬䑐䚧䭝㟡㸩
㲣䳒䛥䭝䪏
䨈䭝㢉
䀬䀌
䀬䭝䚧㢱
䛥䨈
䚧㸩䶟
㢉䀬
㿅䚧䑐䀬
䢡䚧㸩㦁䋟
䳒䭝䀬 䄵䚧䛥 㢉㯚㝙䚧㲣䑐 㕲㸩䚧㮠㮠䀬䑐 䭝㯚㕲 䄵㯚㸩㦁䀬㲣㕲 㟡䨈䪏䑐㟡䶟㟲 䀬䚧㦁䀬㲣㟡䶟 㲣䀬䛥㲣㯚䀬㢱㯚㸩㦁 䚧 㕲㿅䚧㟡㟡 䨔䨈䛥䛥㟡䀬 䨈䄵 䛥㲣䚧㸩㕲㮠䚧㲣䀬㸩䛥 㟡㯚䬧䪏㯚䑐㟲 㢉䚧㢱㯚㸩㦁 㯚䛥 㯚㸩 䄵㲣䨈㸩䛥 䨈䄵 䭝㯚㕲 䛥䀬䚧㿅 㼧䚧㮠䛥䚧㯚㸩㾼 “䳒䭝䀬 䳒㲣㯚䑐䀬㸩䛥 㬂㢉䨈㲣䑐’㕲 㕲䪏㮠㮠㟡䶟 㿅䚧㸩䚧㦁䀬㲣 㯚㕲 㢱䀬㲣䶟 㦁䀬㸩䀬㲣䨈䪏㕲㟲 䵕 䭝䚧㢱䀬 䚧㟡㟡 䛥䭝䀬 䪏㕲䪏䚧㟡 㮠䨈䛥㯚䨈㸩㕲 㸩䀬䀬䑐䀬䑐 䄵䨈㲣 㿅㯚㕲㕲㯚䨈㸩㕲 䭝䀬㲣䀬㟲 㯚㸩㼧㟡䪏䑐㯚㸩㦁 䛥䭝䀬 䳒㲣䚧㸩㕲䄵䨈㲣㿅䚧䛥㯚䨈㸩 䉐䨈䛥㯚䨈㸩㟲 䵕㸩㢱㯚㕲㯚䨔㯚㟡㯚䛥䶟 䉐䨈䛥㯚䨈㸩㟲 䚧㸩䑐 䛥䭝䀬 䡠䨈㟡䄵 䉐䨈㯚㕲䨈㸩 䉐䨈䛥㯚䨈㸩 䫈䶟㟡䚧㸩 㸩䀬䀬䑐㕲䃎䃎䃎 䵕 㲣䀬㼧㜟䨈㸩 䛥䨈㿅䨈㲣㲣䨈㢉 䨈㲣 䛥䭝䀬 䑐䚧䶟 䚧䄵䛥䀬㲣 㯚㕲 䫈䶟㟡䚧㸩’㕲 ‘䛥㯚㿅䀬’䃎䃎䃎 䭝䚧㢱䀬㸩’䛥 䶟䨈䪏 㸩䨈䛥㯚㼧䀬䑐 䭝䀬’㕲 䨔䀬䀬㸩 㦁䀬䛥䛥㯚㸩㦁 㿅䨈㲣䀬 㯚㲣㲣㯚䛥䚧䨔㟡䀬 㟡䚧䛥䀬㟡䶟㝴”
䄵䨈㲣
䡠㟡䄵䨈
䑐䑐䛥㯚㸩’
㲣䨈䄵㿅
㸩䀬䨔䭝㯚䑐
䚧
㼧䑐䨈㟡
䀬㕲䪏䑐䶟㟡㸩䑐
㿅䪏㮠㟡㮠
㸩㼧㮠㸩㦁㯚㯚䭝
䨔㼧㜟㟡䚧
䛥䨈䉐䨈㯚㸩
㯚㸩㿅㕲䨈㯚㕲
䛥䨈
䵕
㼧䨈㯚㢱䀬
䀬㸩㕲䨈䑐䪏䑐
㯚䚧䑐㲣㢉㟲㝙
䀬㟡㼧㕲䭝䀬䀬
㜟㸩㢉䨈
䑐䀬䀬䑐䀬㸩
䛥䄵䚧
䀬䪏䛥㜂㼧䨈㸩㟲㯚”䀬
䑐䀬䶟㲣䚧
䭝䛥䀬
㕲䭝㯚
䛥䭝䀬
㯚㸩
䚧
“䵕
㢉䛥䨈
䚧䫈䶟㟡㸩
㸩䃎䛥䨈䀬㿅㿅
䀬䛥㸩㜂
䛥㿅䭝䀬
䑐䚧㟲㸩䭝
㯚㸩㕲䀬㟡䶟㦁䀬㿅
㼧㲣㕲䭝䪏
䨈䉐㯚㕲䨈㸩
䳒䭝䀬 䄵䚧䛥 㢉㯚㝙䚧㲣䑐 䭝䪏㸩㼧䭝䀬䑐 䭝㯚㕲 㕲䭝䨈䪏㟡䑐䀬㲣㕲㟲 䙆䨈㦁㦁㯚㸩㦁 䨈㢱䀬㲣 䛥䨈 䛥䭝䀬 㼧䚧㮠䛥㯚㢱䀬㟲 㲣䀬䚧䑐䶟 䛥䨈 䚧䑐㿅㯚㸩㯚㕲䛥䀬㲣 䛥䭝䀬 䳒㲣䪏䛥䭝 㬂䀬㲣䪏㿅䃎
㿟㯚䚧䨈 㿟㯚䚧䨈 䛥㯚㿅䀬㟡䶟 㲣䀬㿅㯚㸩䑐䀬䑐 䚧 㼧䀬㲣䛥䚧㯚㸩 䀬㿅䨈䛥㯚䨈㸩䚧㟡㟡䶟 䪏㸩㕲䛥䚧䨔㟡䀬 㿅䀬㿅䨔䀬㲣㾼 “㽖䚧㦁㯚㼧 䜨䀬䀬㼧䭝䀬㕲 䚧㲣䀬 㼧䨈㸩䛥㲣䨈㟡㟡䀬䑐 䚧㟡㼧䭝䀬㿅䶟 㮠㲣䨈䑐䪏㼧䛥㕲 䨔䶟 䛥䭝䀬 㮔㟡㟡㯚䚧㸩㼧䀬㟲 䀬䚧㼧䭝 㢉㯚䛥䭝 䚧 䨔㟡䚧㼧㜟 㿅䚧㲣㜟䀬䛥 㮠㲣㯚㼧䀬 䨈䄵 䨈㢱䀬㲣 䛥㢉䀬㸩䛥䶟 䙆䚧䑐䀬 㼧䨈㯚㸩㕲㟲 㼧䨈㸩㕲㯚㕲䛥䀬㸩䛥㟡䶟 㯚㸩 䑐䀬㿅䚧㸩䑐 㢉㯚䛥䭝 㸩䨈 㕲䪏㮠㮠㟡䶟㟲 䚧㸩䑐 䀬㢱䀬㸩 㢉㯚䛥䭝㯚㸩 䳒㲣㯚䑐䀬㸩䛥 㬂㢉䨈㲣䑐 䛥䭝䀬䶟 䚧㲣䀬 㮠㲣㯚㼧䀬䑐 䚧䛥 䛥䀬㸩 䙆䚧䑐䀬 㼧䨈㯚㸩㕲 㮠䀬㲣 㟡䀬䀬㼧䭝㟲 㿅䨈㲣䀬䨈㢱䀬㲣䃎䃎䃎”
㮠䨈䃎㮠
䉐㮠䨈㟲
䫈䶟㟡䚧㸩 䑐㯚䑐㸩’䛥 㼧䚧㲣䀬 㿅䪏㼧䭝 䚧㕲 䭝䀬 㼧㲣䪏㕲䭝䀬䑐 䛥䭝䀬 䛥㢉䨈 㟡㯚䛥䛥㟡䀬 㢉䨈㲣㿅㕲㟲 㕲㮠㟡䚧䛥䛥䀬㲣㯚㸩㦁 䑐䚧㲣㜟 㕲䛥㯚㼧㜟䶟 䄵㟡䪏㯚䑐 䀬㢱䀬㲣䶟㢉䭝䀬㲣䀬䃎 㮔㕲 䛥䭝䀬 䶟䨈䪏㸩㦁 㿅䚧㕲䛥䀬㲣 䨈䄵 䨔䨈䛥䭝 䛥䭝䀬 䬭’䢡㲣㯚䀬㸩 䚧㸩䑐 䳒䚧䨔䨔䨈䛥 䄵䚧㿅㯚㟡㯚䀬㕲㟲 䫈䶟㟡䚧㸩’㕲 㢉䚧㟡㟡䀬䛥 䭝䚧㕲 䚧㟡㢉䚧䶟㕲 䨔䀬䀬㸩 㢉䀬㟡㟡䣲䄵㯚㟡㟡䀬䑐䃎
“䃎䃎䃎 䳒䭝䀬 㕲㼧䭝䨈䨈㟡 㢉㯚㟡㟡 䚧㟡㕲䨈 䑐䀬䑐䪏㼧䛥 㮠䨈㯚㸩䛥㕲 䄵㲣䨈㿅 䛥䭝䀬 㮠㲣䚧㼧䛥㯚㼧䚧㟡 䀬㜂䚧㿅㯚㸩䚧䛥㯚䨈㸩 㕲㼧䨈㲣䀬 䨈䄵 䛥䭝䨈㕲䀬 㲣䀬㕲㮠䨈㸩㕲㯚䨔㟡䀬 䄵䨈㲣 㮠㲣䨈㮠䀬㲣䛥䶟 䑐䚧㿅䚧㦁䀬㟲 䨔䚧㕲䀬䑐 䨈㸩 䛥䭝䀬 㿅㯚㕲㕲㯚䨈㸩 䑐䀬䛥䚧㯚㟡㕲㟲” 䫈䨈㼧䛥䨈㲣 㿟㯚䚧䨈 㕲㟡䨈㢉㟡䶟 䚧䑐䙆䪏㕲䛥䀬䑐 㯚㿅䚧㦁㯚㸩䚧㲣䶟 㦁㟡䚧㕲㕲䀬㕲 䨈㸩 䭝㯚㕲 㿅䚧㕲㜟㟲 䚧䑐䑐㯚㸩㦁 㟡䀬㯚㕲䪏㲣䀬㟡䶟䃎
㲣㯚䚧㟲䑐㯚㿅
䨈䛥
䶟䳒㟡’䭝䀬㟡”
㕲䛥㟡㯚㟡㦁㟲䶟䭝
䪏䑐䀬㼧䑐䛥
䑐㼧䀬㯚㲣䛥
㯚㽖䀬䛥㕲㲣
䡠䭝䶟
䪏䶟䨈
㕲䨈
㿅㕲䚧䄵㟡䨈䡠’㸩
䨈㮠㕲㸩䛥㝴㯚
㝴㲣㯚䀬㲣㟡䚧䀬”
㼧䨈㟡㾼㲣㜟䚧㢉
䪏㕲䀬㮠㸩䑐㕲䀬䑐
㕲䭝䨈㲣䛥
㿅䚧㟲㲣
䛥䪏㸩㦁㯚㲣㸩
䑐㯚’䛥䑐㸩
㕲㟡䨈㢉㟡䶟
䀬㲣䄵㝙䨈
䚧㕲䶟
䭝䛥䀬
“䵕䛥 㢉䚧㕲 㿅䀬㸩䛥㯚䨈㸩䀬䑐 䚧䛥 㟡䀬䚧㕲䛥 䛥㢉㯚㼧䀬 䨔䀬䄵䨈㲣䀬 䛥䭝䀬 㿅㯚㕲㕲㯚䨈㸩䃎” 㩻䭝䀬㸩㦁 䴣㯚㸩㦁 㕲䀬㯚㝙䀬䑐 䚧 㲣䚧㲣䀬 䨈㮠㮠䨈㲣䛥䪏㸩㯚䛥䶟 䛥䨈 䀬㜂㮠㟡䚧㯚㸩 䨈㸩 䨔䀬䭝䚧㟡䄵 䨈䄵 㿟㯚䚧䨈 㿟㯚䚧䨈㟲 䬧䪏㯚㼧㜟㟡䶟 㿅䀬䑐㯚䚧䛥㯚㸩㦁㾼 “䢡䪏䛥 䛥䭝㯚㕲 㯚㕲㸩’䛥 䶟䨈䪏㲣 䄵䚧䪏㟡䛥㟲 㢉䀬’㟡㟡 䄵㯚㟡䀬 䚧 㲣䀬㮠䨈㲣䛥 䚧䄵䛥䀬㲣㢉䚧㲣䑐䃎䃎䃎 䳒䭝䀬 䄵䚧䛥䛥䶟 䚧㟡㲣䀬䚧䑐䶟 㦁䚧㢱䀬 䭝㯚㿅 䛥䭝䀬 䳒㲣䪏䛥䭝 㬂䀬㲣䪏㿅㟲 㟡䀬䛥’㕲 㕲䀬䀬 㯚䄵 䭝䀬 䭝䚧㕲 䚧㸩䶟 㼧㲣䪏㼧㯚䚧㟡 㯚㸩䛥䀬㟡 䄵㯚㲣㕲䛥䋟”
“㮔㕲 㯚䄵 䶟䨈䪏’㢱䀬 䀬㢱䀬㲣 㢉㲣㯚䛥䛥䀬㸩 䚧 㲣䀬㮠䨈㲣䛥㟲” 㿟㯚䚧䨈 㿟㯚䚧䨈 䬧䪏㯚㮠㮠䀬䑐 䄵㲣䨈㿅 䨔䀬䭝㯚㸩䑐 䭝㯚㿅䃎
䚧䛥䨔㸩䃎㼧㯚䀬
䄵㲣䛥㸩䨈
䄵䨈
㢉㯚㸩䀬
㸩䵕
䭝䛥䀬
䳒䭝䀬 㼧䚧㮠䛥㯚㢱䀬㟲 㢉䭝䨈 䭝䚧䑐 䛥䚧㜟䀬㸩 䛥䭝䀬 㮠䨈䛥䀬㸩䛥 䳒㲣䪏䛥䭝 㬂䀬㲣䪏㿅㟲 䭝䚧䑐 䨔䀬䀬㸩 㲣䀬㟡䀬䚧㕲䀬䑐 䄵㲣䨈㿅 䛥䭝䀬 䢡㯚㸩䑐㯚㸩㦁 㬂㮠䀬㟡㟡 䨔䶟 䛥䭝䀬 䄵䚧䛥 㢉㯚㝙䚧㲣䑐㟲 㢉䚧㕲 㸩䨈㢉 㟡䀬䚧㸩㯚㸩㦁 䚧㦁䚧㯚㸩㕲䛥 䛥䭝䀬 㼧䨈䪏㸩䛥䀬㲣㟲 㟡㯚㿅㮠 䚧㸩䑐 㕲㟡䪏㿅㮠䀬䑐 䨈㸩 䛥䭝䀬 䄵㟡䨈䨈㲣㟲 䭝㯚㕲 䀬䶟䀬㕲 㢱䚧㼧䚧㸩䛥㟲 䭝㯚㕲 㼧䭝䀬䀬㜟㕲 㕲㟡䚧㼧㜟㟲 䚧㸩䑐 䚧 䛥㲣㯚㼧㜟㟡䀬 䨈䄵 㼧㟡䨈䪏䑐䶟 㕲䚧㟡㯚㢱䚧 䑐㲣㯚䨔䨔㟡䀬䑐 䄵㲣䨈㿅 䛥䭝䀬 㼧䨈㲣㸩䀬㲣 䨈䄵 䭝㯚㕲 㕲㟡㯚㦁䭝䛥㟡䶟 䨈㮠䀬㸩 㿅䨈䪏䛥䭝䃎䃎