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Part 1 - Chapter 5
"I was crouched on my bed and Salamano had sat down on a chair by the table. He was facing me with both is his hands on his knees. He still had his old felt hat on. He was mumbling half-finished sentences into his yellowing moustache."
Part 2 - Chapter 1
"He was leaning right across the table, waving his crucifix almost directly over me. To tell the truth, I hadn't followed his argument at all well, firstly because I was hot and his office was full of huge flies which kept landing on my face, and also because he frightened me a bit."
Part 2 - Chapter 3
"They were all looking at me: I realized that they were the jury. But I couldn't make any distinctions between them. I just had one impression: I was in a tram and all these anonymous passengers on the opposite seat were scrutinizing the new arrival to find his peculiarities."
