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However
,
on
April
28
Infodoc
announced
a
collection
of
around
eight
thousand
rats
and
anxiety
reached
its
peak
in
the
town
.
People
called
for
radical
measures
,
accusing
the
authorities
of
inaction
,
and
some
families
who
had
seaside
homes
were
already
talking
about
escaping
to
them
.
But
the
following
day
the
agency
announced
that
the
phenomenon
had
abruptly
stopped
and
that
the
rodent
control
service
had
gathered
only
an
insignificant
number
of
dead
rats
.
The
town
heaved
a
sigh
of
relief
.
Yet
it
was
on
that
same
day
,
at
twelve
,
that
Dr
Rieux
,
pulling
up
in
his
car
in
front
of
his
block
of
flats
,
saw
the
concierge
at
the
end
of
the
street
,
walking
along
painfully
,
his
head
bent
forward
,
his
arms
and
legs
akimbo
,
like
a
puppet
.
The
old
man
was
holding
on
to
the
arm
of
a
priest
whom
the
doctor
recognized
.
This
was
Father
Paneloux
,
a
learned
,
militant
Jesuit
who
was
very
highly
regarded
in
our
town
,
even
among
those
who
cared
little
for
anything
to
do
with
religion
.
He
waited
for
them
to
join
him
.
Old
Michel
’
s
eyes
were
shining
and
he
whistled
as
he
breathed
.
He
had
not
been
feeling
very
well
and
decided
to
get
some
fresh
air
,
but
sharp
pains
in
his
neck
,
his
armpits
and
his
groin
obliged
him
to
turn
back
and
ask
for
Father
Paneloux
’
s
help
.
"
There
are
swellings
,
"
he
said
.
"
It
was
a
struggle
for
me
.
"
Leaning
out
of
the
car
window
the
doctor
ran
his
finger
over
the
base
of
the
neck
that
Michel
offered
him
:
a
sort
of
wooden
knot
had
appeared
there
.
"
Go
to
bed
,
take
your
temperature
and
I
’
ll
come
to
see
you
this
afternoon
.
"
When
the
concierge
had
gone
Rieux
asked
Father
Paneloux
what
he
thought
about
the
business
of
the
rats
.
"
Oh
,
it
must
be
an
epidemic
,
"
the
priest
said
;
and
his
eyes
were
smiling
behind
his
glasses
.
After
lunch
Rieux
was
re
-
reading
the
telegram
from
the
sanatorium
announcing
his
wife
’
s
arrival
,
when
the
telephone
rang
.
It
was
a
call
from
one
of
his
former
patients
,
who
was
on
the
staff
of
the
Hôtel
de
Ville
.
For
a
long
time
he
had
suffered
from
a
narrowing
of
the
aorta
and
,
since
he
was
poor
,
Rieux
treated
him
for
nothing
.
"
Yes
,
"
he
said
.
"
You
remember
me
.
But
I
’
m
calling
about
someone
else
.
Come
quickly
,
something
has
happened
at
my
neighbour
’
s
.
"
