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-For me this image is the main book representation since directly tells us that it is a search which begins to find the murderer of his daughter and his wife and seek revenge, it could also be said that this image relives the moment in which he uses the strategy of looking for traces in the murder weapon to find the murderer At first he makes a mistake but after going through multiple situations of despair and search he manages to find such a murderous man of his wife and daughter and receives his much-sought revenge.


 CHARACTERS: *Atler, Bagalo, vigilant, widow, estadounidense, karl ritter, thief, wife, daughter, cousins, friends.


 PLACES: * england, Napoleon, Arkansas, the morgue of england, napoleon's ship, munich, baviera, dahlweiner, karlstrasse, house the widow.


 EVENTS: *was on a ship with some friends. We were approaching Napoleon, Arkansas, so I started to think about a very important errand that I had to do in this town. It was midday and it was sunny.


 *one day he said, "I will tell you my story." This is what he said: "I am going to die. I knew last night that I am going to die very soon.


 *Then somebody shouted: "Hello! Show a light! We want water." * "The captain's voice!' said the head bandit and they ran out the back door. "The captain shouted several times more. Then they rode away. There were about twelve horses. I heard nothing more.


 *I listened for a long time but no sound came from the other end of the room. This silence became more and more terrible, more and more ominous with every moment. I had to suffer this for three hours. At last I freed myself and got up. "There were a lot of things on the floor. The robbers had been looking for my savings. The first object I saw was document of mine. It had blood on it. *He fell to his knees and for five minutes I repeated the same words. * I didn't do it! I swear I didn't do it! I tried to stop him from doing it, He did it alone." "This was all I wanted. I tried to leave him but he implored me to save him.


RELATIONSHIP OF THE BOOK WITH MY PERSONAL LIFE:


I think that taking into account the plot of the book, I would dare to say that it has nothing to do with my life, but maybe I could relate it to certain behaviors of the character throughout the book, and I think the main relationship would be the thirst for revenge, and not giving up at any time, doing everything possible to achieve what you want, could also relate to the imagination he had when looking for clues to find the murderer.


link Dictionary and verbs:

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