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In
the
half
-
light
of
the
house
with
its
closed
shutters
,
their
torsos
looked
brown
and
shiny
.
Rambert
walked
about
the
house
without
speaking
.
Suddenly
,
at
four
o
’
clock
in
the
afternoon
,
he
got
dressed
and
said
he
was
going
out
.
"
Watch
out
,
"
said
Marcel
.
"
It
’
s
for
midnight
.
Everything
’
s
set
up
.
"
Rambert
went
to
see
Dr
Rieux
.
The
doctor
’
s
mother
told
him
that
he
could
be
found
in
the
hospital
in
the
upper
town
.
Around
the
guard
post
,
the
same
crowd
was
constantly
going
round
and
round
.
"
Move
on
!
"
said
a
gendarme
with
protruding
eyes
.
The
crowd
did
move
on
,
but
in
circles
.
"
There
’
s
nothing
to
see
,
"
said
the
gendarme
,
the
sweat
soaking
through
his
jacket
.
Everyone
agreed
,
but
they
stayed
even
so
,
despite
the
lethal
heat
.
Rambert
showed
the
gendarme
his
pass
and
the
man
pointed
him
to
Tarrou
’
s
office
.
Its
door
opened
on
the
courtyard
.
He
met
Father
Paneloux
coming
out
of
the
office
.
In
a
dirty
little
white
room
,
smelling
of
disinfectant
and
damp
sheets
,
Tarrou
was
sitting
behind
a
black
wooden
desk
with
his
shirt
sleeves
rolled
up
,
dabbing
the
sweat
in
the
crook
of
his
arm
with
a
handkerchief
.
"
Still
here
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Yes
,
I
’
d
like
to
talk
to
Rieux
.
"
"
He
’
s
on
the
ward
.
But
it
would
be
better
if
we
could
fix
it
without
him
.
"
"
Why
?
"
"
He
’
s
overworked
.
I
’
m
sparing
him
as
much
as
I
can
.
"
Rambert
looked
at
Tarrou
.
He
had
lost
weight
,
and
his
eyes
and
features
were
blurred
with
fatigue
.
