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"
Oh
,
don
’
t
worry
!
I
’
ve
got
a
long
time
yet
,
I
’
ll
see
the
lot
of
them
out
yet
.
I
know
how
to
live
,
I
do
.
"
Yells
of
joy
replied
to
him
from
afar
.
The
doctor
paused
in
the
middle
of
the
room
.
"
Would
you
mind
if
I
went
out
on
the
roof
terrace
?
"
"
Not
at
all
.
Do
you
want
to
see
them
from
up
there
?
You
’
re
welcome
.
But
they
’
re
always
the
same
.
"
Rieux
went
towards
the
stairs
.
"
Tell
me
,
doctor
,
is
it
true
that
they
’
re
going
to
put
up
a
monument
to
the
victims
of
the
plague
?
"
"
So
the
papers
say
.
A
pillar
or
a
plaque
.
"
"
I
knew
it
!
And
there
’
ll
be
speeches
.
"
The
old
man
gave
a
strangled
laugh
.
"
I
can
hear
them
already
:
"
Our
dead
…
"
Then
they
’
ll
go
and
have
dinner
.
"
