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"
I
don
’
t
like
it
,
"
the
manager
said
to
Tarrou
.
"
Quarantine
or
not
,
she
is
suspect
,
and
in
that
case
so
are
they
.
"
Tarrou
pointed
out
that
,
if
you
considered
it
in
that
way
,
everyone
was
suspect
.
But
the
other
man
was
insistent
and
saw
the
whole
question
in
black
and
white
.
"
No
,
Monsieur
.
Neither
of
us
is
suspect
,
while
they
are
.
"
But
a
trifle
such
as
this
would
not
change
M
.
Othon
:
here
,
the
plague
was
wasting
its
time
.
He
came
into
the
restaurant
in
the
same
manner
,
sat
down
before
his
children
and
proceeded
to
deliver
well
-
turned
,
hostile
remarks
to
them
.
Only
the
little
boy
had
altered
in
appearance
.
Dressed
in
black
like
his
sister
and
a
little
more
shrunk
into
himself
,
he
looked
like
the
smaller
shadow
of
his
father
.
The
night
-
watchman
,
who
did
not
like
M
.
Othon
,
told
Tarrou
:
"
No
,
that
one
,
he
’
ll
die
fully
dressed
.
Like
that
,
no
need
to
lay
him
out
;
he
’
ll
go
as
he
is
.
"
Paneloux
’
s
sermon
was
also
noted
down
by
Tarrou
,
but
with
the
following
commentary
:
"
I
understand
the
appeal
of
such
ardour
.
At
the
start
of
a
pestilence
,
and
when
one
is
over
,
people
always
indulge
in
a
little
rhetoric
.
In
the
first
case
,
the
habit
is
not
yet
lost
and
,
in
the
second
,
it
has
already
returned
.
It
is
at
the
moment
of
misfortune
that
one
becomes
accustomed
to
truth
,
that
is
to
say
to
silence
.
Let
us
wait
.
"
Finally
,
Tarrou
observed
that
he
had
had
a
long
conversation
with
Dr
Rieux
of
which
all
he
could
remember
was
that
it
had
a
good
outcome
,
he
noted
in
this
context
the
light
brown
colour
of
Mme
Rieux
senior
’
s
eyes
,
rather
oddly
stated
on
that
subject
that
a
face
in
which
one
could
read
so
much
goodness
would
always
be
stronger
than
the
plague
and
,
finally
,
he
devoted
quite
a
lot
of
space
to
the
old
asthmatic
who
was
being
treated
by
Rieux
.
He
had
been
to
see
him
with
the
doctor
after
their
talk
.
The
old
man
had
greeted
Tarrou
by
giggling
and
rubbing
his
hands
.
He
was
in
bed
,
propped
up
against
his
pillow
,
above
his
two
saucepans
of
chick
-
peas
.
"
Ah
,
another
one
,
"
he
said
,
when
he
saw
Tarrou
.
"
It
’
s
the
world
turned
upside
down
,
more
doctors
than
patients
.
That
means
it
’
s
going
fast
,
huh
?
The
priest
is
right
,
it
’
s
well
deserved
.
"
The
next
day
,
without
warning
,
Tarrou
came
back
.
