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The
next
day
Rambert
was
going
up
to
his
room
in
the
hotel
when
he
met
Tarrou
on
the
staircase
.
"
I
’
m
going
to
see
Rieux
,
"
Tarrou
said
.
"
Would
you
like
to
come
?
"
Rambert
hesitated
and
said
:
"
I
never
know
if
I
’
m
getting
in
his
way
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
think
so
.
He
often
talks
to
me
about
you
.
"
The
journalist
thought
,
then
said
:
"
Listen
,
if
you
have
a
moment
after
dinner
,
however
late
it
is
,
both
of
you
come
to
the
hotel
bar
.
"
"
It
depends
on
him
and
on
the
plague
,
"
said
Tarrou
.
Even
so
,
at
eleven
o
’
clock
that
evening
,
Rieux
and
Tarrou
came
into
the
narrow
little
bar
.
About
thirty
people
were
there
,
pressed
together
,
talking
in
very
loud
voices
.
Coming
from
the
silence
of
the
stricken
town
,
the
new
arrivals
halted
,
slightly
stunned
.
They
understood
the
agitation
when
they
saw
that
spirits
were
still
being
served
.
Rambert
was
at
one
end
of
the
counter
,
waving
to
them
from
a
bar
stool
.
They
gathered
round
,
Tarrou
calmly
pushing
aside
a
noisy
neighbour
.
"
You
’
re
not
worried
about
drinking
alcohol
?
"
"
No
,
"
Tarrou
said
.
"
Far
from
it
.
"
