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At
that
moment
Rieux
saw
Grand
coming
towards
him
.
Grand
knew
nothing
either
.
He
had
been
prevented
from
going
past
and
had
learned
that
the
shots
were
coming
from
his
house
.
In
fact
,
in
the
distance
they
could
see
the
front
of
the
house
gilded
by
the
last
,
cool
rays
of
the
sun
.
Around
it
was
a
wide
open
space
which
extended
to
the
pavement
opposite
.
In
the
middle
of
the
road
one
could
clearly
see
a
hat
and
a
scrap
of
dirty
material
.
A
long
way
off
,
on
the
other
side
of
the
street
,
Rieux
and
Grand
could
see
a
line
of
gendarmes
,
like
the
one
that
had
prevented
them
from
going
on
and
behind
which
a
few
inhabitants
of
the
area
were
quickly
passing
backwards
and
forwards
.
If
they
looked
closely
they
could
also
see
gendarmes
holding
revolvers
,
concealed
in
the
doorways
of
buildings
across
the
street
from
the
house
.
All
its
shutters
were
closed
,
but
on
the
second
floor
one
seemed
to
be
half
hanging
off
.
The
silence
in
the
street
was
total
.
The
only
sounds
one
could
hear
were
intermittent
bursts
of
music
from
the
centre
of
town
.
All
at
once
,
from
one
of
the
buildings
across
from
the
house
,
two
revolver
shots
rang
out
and
splinters
flew
from
the
broken
shutter
.
Then
there
was
silence
again
.
At
this
distance
,
after
the
uproar
of
the
day
,
the
whole
thing
seemed
to
Rieux
slightly
unreal
.
"
That
’
s
Cottard
’
s
window
,
"
said
Grand
,
suddenly
very
upset
.
"
But
Cottard
has
disappeared
.
"
"
Why
are
they
firing
?
"
Rieux
asked
the
gendarme
.
"
They
’
re
keeping
him
distracted
.
We
’
re
waiting
for
a
van
with
the
equipment
we
need
because
he
fires
at
anyone
who
tries
to
go
in
through
the
door
of
the
building
.
A
gendarme
has
been
hit
.
"
"
Why
did
he
fire
?
"
"
No
one
knows
.
People
were
celebrating
in
the
street
.
When
the
first
shot
went
off
,
they
didn
’
t
know
what
it
was
.
At
the
second
,
there
were
screams
,
someone
was
wounded
and
everyone
took
to
their
heels
.
He
’
s
a
maniac
,
that
’
s
all
.
"
The
minutes
seemed
to
drag
in
the
renewed
silence
.
Suddenly
on
the
far
side
of
the
street
they
saw
a
dog
run
out
,
the
first
Rieux
had
seen
for
ages
,
a
dirty
spaniel
,
which
must
have
been
hidden
by
its
owners
up
to
now
,
trotting
along
by
the
wall
.
When
it
reached
the
door
it
paused
,
sat
down
on
its
hindquarters
and
turned
round
to
start
eating
its
fleas
.
The
gendarmes
called
to
it
,
giving
a
succession
of
whistles
.
It
looked
up
,
then
decided
to
cross
the
road
slowly
to
have
a
sniff
at
the
hat
.
At
that
moment
a
shot
rang
out
from
the
second
floor
and
the
dog
flipped
over
like
a
pancake
,
violently
waving
its
paws
,
then
finally
turning
over
on
its
side
,
shaken
by
long
shudders
.
In
reply
,
five
or
six
bursts
of
fire
from
the
doorways
opposite
caused
further
damage
to
the
shutter
.
Then
silence
.
The
sun
had
moved
a
little
and
the
shadows
were
starting
to
reach
Cottard
’
s
window
.
There
was
a
soft
sound
of
brakes
from
the
street
behind
the
doctor
.
"
Here
they
are
,
"
said
the
gendarme
.
