Our hero is not such a hero throughout the course of the novel (or at least doesn't realize it). He does have much hope in the beginning of his trial. Meursault says that " I can count the times I've wondered if there have been any instances of condemned men escaping the relentless machinery, disappearing before the execution or breaking through the cordon of police" (108). The narrator is clearly hopeful. He is trying to comfort himself by contemplating a possible "way out". He soon realizes that this is impossible and comes to his senses: "Of course hope meant being rundown on a street corner, as you ran like mad, from some random bullet" (109). Meursault realizes that any hoping would just be delaying the inevitable. Death would come sooner or later for everyone. For him it just happened to be now. Meursault's ultimate conversion into the "tragic hero"
Our hero is not such a hero throughout the course of the novel (or at least doesn't realize it). He does have much hope in the beginning of his trial. Meursault says that " I can count the times I've wondered if there have been any instances of condemned men escaping the relentless machinery, disappearing before the execution or breaking through the cordon of police" (108). The narrator is clearly hopeful. He is trying to comfort himself by contemplating a possible "way out". He soon realizes that this is impossible and comes to his senses: "Of course hope meant being rundown on a street corner, as you ran like mad, from some random bullet" (109). Meursault realizes that any hoping would just be delaying the inevitable. Death would come sooner or later for everyone. For him it just happened to be now. Meursault's ultimate conversion into the "tragic hero"