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"
No
,
"
he
said
.
Then
,
swallowing
:
"
But
save
my
child
.
"
At
the
start
,
quarantine
had
been
a
simple
formality
;
now
Rieux
and
Rambert
had
organized
it
very
strictly
.
In
particular
,
they
demanded
that
the
members
of
a
family
should
always
be
isolated
from
one
another
.
If
one
person
in
a
family
had
been
infected
without
realizing
it
,
they
should
not
increase
the
chances
of
the
illness
spreading
.
Rieux
explained
this
to
the
magistrate
who
was
persuaded
by
the
argument
.
However
,
the
magistrate
and
his
wife
were
looking
at
one
another
in
such
a
way
that
the
doctor
felt
how
devastating
this
separation
would
be
for
them
.
Mme
Othon
and
her
young
daughter
could
be
housed
in
the
quarantine
hotel
run
by
Rambert
.
But
for
the
magistrate
,
there
was
no
place
any
longer
except
in
the
isolation
camp
which
the
Prefecture
was
setting
up
in
the
municipal
stadium
,
with
the
help
of
tents
provided
by
the
refuse
collection
service
.
Rieux
apologized
,
but
M
.
Othon
said
that
there
was
only
one
law
for
everyone
and
that
it
was
right
to
obey
it
.
As
for
the
child
,
he
was
taken
to
the
auxiliary
hospital
,
to
a
former
classroom
in
which
ten
beds
had
been
set
up
.
After
some
twenty
hours
,
Rieux
considered
his
case
desperate
.
The
little
body
was
being
eaten
up
by
the
infection
without
reacting
.
Tiny
bubos
,
painful
but
barely
formed
,
were
obstructing
the
joints
of
his
slender
limbs
.
He
was
beaten
from
the
start
.
This
is
why
Rieux
had
the
idea
of
trying
out
Dr
Castel
’
s
serum
on
him
.
That
evening
,
after
dinner
,
they
gave
the
long
injection
,
without
a
single
reaction
from
the
child
.
At
dawn
the
next
day
they
all
went
to
the
little
boy
’
s
bedside
to
assess
the
result
of
this
decisive
experiment
.
The
child
,
who
had
emerged
from
his
torpor
,
was
turning
convulsively
under
the
sheets
.
The
doctor
,
Castel
and
Tarrou
had
been
beside
him
since
four
o
’
clock
in
the
morning
,
following
the
disease
as
it
advanced
and
retreated
.
Tarrou
’
s
solid
frame
was
slightly
hunched
at
the
head
of
the
bed
.
Rieux
was
standing
at
the
foot
of
the
bed
and
beside
him
Castel
sat
and
read
some
old
book
with
every
appearance
of
calm
.
Little
by
little
,
as
daylight
spread
through
the
old
schoolroom
,
the
others
arrived
.
First
,
Paneloux
,
who
took
up
his
position
on
the
other
side
of
the
bed
from
Tarrou
,
with
his
back
against
the
wall
.
His
face
wore
a
pained
expression
,
and
the
exhaustion
of
so
many
days
in
which
he
had
given
to
others
at
the
expense
of
his
own
well
-
being
had
drawn
lines
across
his
flushed
forehead
.
Joseph
Grand
arrived
in
his
turn
.
It
was
seven
o
’
clock
and
the
civil
servant
apologized
for
being
out
of
breath
.
He
would
only
stay
for
a
moment
;
perhaps
they
already
knew
something
definite
.
Without
a
word
Rieux
showed
him
the
child
,
whose
eyes
were
closed
in
his
contorted
face
,
his
teeth
clenched
as
hard
as
he
could
clench
them
and
his
body
motionless
.
He
was
turning
his
head
back
and
forth
,
from
right
to
left
on
the
bolster
with
no
sheet
across
it
.
When
it
was
finally
light
enough
for
one
to
see
the
blackboard
which
had
remained
at
the
back
of
the
room
with
some
old
equations
on
it
,
Rambert
came
.
He
leant
against
the
back
of
the
next
bed
and
brought
out
a
packet
of
cigarettes
,
but
after
looking
at
the
child
,
put
it
back
in
his
pocket
.
Castel
,
still
sitting
down
,
looked
at
Rieux
over
his
glasses
:
"
Any
news
of
the
father
?
"
"
No
,
"
Rieux
said
.
"
He
is
in
the
isolation
hospital
.
"
