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Prufrock: Well, you're obviously not wearing the normal mask of humanity. What kind of face is that anyway? Meursault: A French face. Prufrock: The one that's not smiling at me or the one you refuse to show? Meursault: Why do you think I'm wearing this mask that you keep seeing? Prufrock: You are, you are. I can tell. No one's eyes look like that normally. Don't you look out through those eyes? Meursault: Yes, but why are you trying to look in? Prufrock is startled and turns away. Meursault changes the subject.  I saw you looking at the captain's daughter.
Prufrock: What of it? Meursault: She's pretty. Prufrock: Do you think she likes me? Meursault: Does it matter? Prufrock: (wistfully) I like her. Meursault: So why don't you make love to her? Prufrock: (shocked) What are you saying, that she's some whore? Meursault: She's pretty. Prufrock: Great, you're trying to set me up with a "pretty whore." Meursault: She has a nice nose. I'd make love to her, just so I could get closer to that nose. Prufrock: Well, since you approve of her nose, go ahead, you make love to her. (cont'd on page 52) |
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