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"
Thank
you
for
taking
it
like
that
.
"
Rambert
seemed
irritated
.
"
Yes
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
understand
.
Forgive
me
for
bothering
you
.
"
The
doctor
shook
his
hand
and
told
him
that
there
was
an
intriguing
report
to
be
written
about
the
number
of
dead
rats
that
were
turning
up
in
the
town
at
the
moment
.
"
Ah
!
"
Rambert
exclaimed
.
"
Now
that
does
interest
me
.
"
At
five
in
the
evening
,
as
he
was
going
out
on
a
new
round
of
house
calls
,
the
doctor
passed
a
man
on
the
stairs
;
he
was
young
,
despite
his
heavy
build
and
large
,
pock
-
marked
face
with
thick
eyebrows
.
The
doctor
had
met
him
once
or
twice
in
the
flat
of
the
Spanish
dancers
who
lived
on
the
top
floor
of
the
block
.
Jean
Tarrou
was
earnestly
smoking
a
cigarette
,
watching
the
last
throes
of
a
rat
giving
up
the
ghost
on
a
stair
at
his
feet
.
He
looked
up
at
the
doctor
with
a
calm
,
slightly
insistent
look
in
his
grey
eyes
,
said
good
evening
and
added
that
the
appearance
of
these
rats
was
a
peculiar
thing
.
"
Yes
,
"
Rieux
answered
.
"
But
it
’
s
starting
to
become
annoying
.
"
"
In
a
sense
,
doctor
,
but
only
in
a
sense
.
We
’
ve
never
seen
anything
like
it
,
that
’
s
all
.
But
I
find
it
interesting
,
yes
,
decidedly
interesting
.
"
Tarrou
ran
a
hand
through
his
hair
to
push
it
back
,
took
another
look
at
the
rat
which
was
now
motionless
,
then
smiled
at
Rieux
:
