In Chapter II
of , Meursault says:
I remembered it
was a Sunday, and that put me off; Ive never cared for
Sundays.
In Chapter III, Meursault is
prompted by Raymond to write a letter that may be used to lure his Arab (Moor) girlfriend back
to him. Meursault responds:
I kept silence and he said it
again. I didnt care one way or the other, but as he seemed so set
on it, I nodded and said, Yes.
In Chapter V, when asked
by his boss if he'd prefer moving to Paris for a job promotion, Meursault responds:
I told him I was quite prepared to go; but really I
didnt care much one way or the other.
In
Part II, Chapter II, Mersault finally starts to reflect on his life once in prison. He
says:
THERE are some things of which Ive
never cared to talk. And, a few days after Id been sent to prison, I decided that
this phase of my life was one of them.
Later, in Part II,
Chapter V, Meursault reflects on death:
And, on a wide
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