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On
the
previous
day
Grand
had
not
come
for
his
usual
appointment
.
Rieux
was
worried
and
went
round
to
his
house
in
the
middle
of
the
morning
.
He
was
not
there
.
Everyone
was
informed
.
At
about
eleven
o
’
clock
Rambert
came
to
the
hospital
to
tell
the
doctor
that
he
had
seen
Grand
wandering
around
the
streets
with
a
strange
look
on
his
face
.
Then
he
vanished
from
sight
.
The
doctor
and
Tarrou
set
off
by
car
to
look
for
him
.
At
noon
,
in
icy
weather
,
Rieux
got
out
of
the
car
and
saw
Grand
in
the
distance
,
almost
glued
to
a
shop
window
full
of
crudely
sculpted
wooden
toys
.
Tears
were
running
in
a
steady
stream
down
the
old
civil
servant
’
s
face
.
And
these
tears
were
devastating
for
Rieux
because
he
understood
them
and
he
also
felt
a
lump
at
the
back
of
his
throat
.
He
too
recalled
the
unfortunate
man
’
s
engagement
,
in
front
of
a
shop
,
at
Christmastime
,
and
Jeanne
leaning
towards
him
to
say
how
happy
she
was
.
From
the
depths
of
years
long
past
,
in
the
very
heart
of
this
madness
,
Jeanne
’
s
fresh
voice
was
speaking
to
Grand
,
that
was
sure
.
Rieux
knew
what
the
old
man
was
thinking
at
that
moment
as
he
wept
,
and
he
thought
the
same
:
that
this
world
without
love
was
like
a
dead
world
and
that
there
always
comes
a
time
when
one
grows
tired
of
prisons
,
work
and
courage
,
and
yearns
for
the
face
of
another
human
being
and
the
wondering
,
affectionate
heart
.
But
the
other
man
had
seen
him
in
the
window
.
His
tears
did
not
stop
but
he
turned
round
and
stood
with
his
back
to
the
shop
as
he
watched
the
doctor
approach
.
"
Oh
,
doctor
,
doctor
!
"
he
exclaimed
.
Rieux
nodded
in
acknowledgement
,
unable
to
speak
.
The
man
’
s
pain
was
his
own
and
what
was
clutching
at
his
heart
at
that
moment
was
the
great
rage
that
comes
to
men
when
confronted
with
the
pain
that
all
men
must
share
.
"
Yes
,
Grand
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
should
like
to
have
time
to
write
her
a
letter
.
So
that
she
knows
…
and
so
that
she
can
be
happy
without
feeling
any
remorse
…
"
Rieux
pushed
Grand
forward
almost
violently
.
The
other
man
did
not
resist
,
allowing
himself
to
be
dragged
along
,
stammering
out
a
few
words
.
"
This
has
gone
on
too
long
.
Inevitably
,
one
wants
to
let
oneself
go
.
Oh
,
doctor
!
I
seem
calm
most
of
the
time
.
But
it
has
always
been
an
enormous
effort
even
to
be
normal
.
And
now
it
’
s
too
much
.
"
