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Sometimes
at
midnight
,
in
the
great
silence
of
the
deserted
town
,
just
as
he
got
into
bed
to
catch
an
all
-
too
-
short
moment
of
sleep
,
the
doctor
switched
on
his
radio
.
And
from
distant
parts
of
the
world
,
across
thousands
of
miles
,
unknown
but
fraternal
voices
tried
awkwardly
to
express
their
solidarity
—
and
did
,
indeed
,
express
it
,
while
at
the
same
time
exhibiting
the
dreadful
powerlessness
of
all
men
who
truly
endeavour
to
share
a
pain
that
they
cannot
see
.
"
Oran
,
Oran
!
"
In
vain
the
appeal
crossed
the
seas
and
in
vain
Rieux
stood
by
,
waiting
;
then
,
soon
,
eloquence
would
well
up
and
make
still
plainer
the
fundamental
division
that
made
Grand
and
the
speaker
strangers
to
one
another
.
"
Oran
,
yes
,
Oran
!
But
no
,
"
thought
the
doctor
.
"
To
love
or
to
die
together
,
there
is
nothing
else
to
be
done
.
They
are
too
far
away
.
"
*
*
*
And
what
precisely
remains
to
be
told
before
we
come
to
the
height
of
the
plague
,
while
the
pestilence
was
gathering
all
its
strength
for
an
assault
on
the
town
,
so
that
it
could
take
hold
of
it
for
good
,
are
the
long
,
desperate
,
monotonous
efforts
that
a
few
individuals
like
Rambert
made
to
rediscover
happiness
and
to
preserve
from
the
plague
that
part
of
themselves
that
they
defended
against
all
assault
.
This
was
their
way
of
resisting
the
threat
of
slavery
,
and
even
though
this
resistance
was
evidently
not
as
effective
as
the
other
,
the
narrator
’
s
opinion
is
that
it
had
its
own
logic
and
,
in
its
very
futility
and
contradictions
,
also
bore
witness
to
the
element
of
pride
in
each
of
us
at
the
time
.
Rambert
struggled
to
prevent
the
plague
from
taking
him
.
When
it
had
been
proved
to
him
that
he
could
not
leave
the
town
by
legal
means
,
he
decided
,
as
he
told
Rieux
,
to
try
the
other
sort
.
The
journalist
started
with
waiters
:
a
waiter
in
a
cafe
always
knows
everything
that
is
going
on
.
But
the
first
ones
he
questioned
were
especially
well
informed
about
the
very
serious
penalties
imposed
for
this
kind
of
venture
.
In
one
case
,
he
was
even
mistaken
for
an
agent
provocateur
.
It
was
not
until
he
met
Cottard
at
Rieux
’
s
that
he
made
some
headway
.
That
day
Rieux
and
he
had
been
talking
once
again
about
the
journalist
’
s
fruitless
efforts
with
the
authorities
.
A
few
days
later
Cottard
met
Rambert
in
the
street
and
greeted
him
with
the
directness
that
nowadays
characterized
all
his
behaviour
with
others
:
"
Still
nothing
?
"
he
asked
.
"
No
,
nothing
.
"
"
You
can
’
t
count
on
officials
;
they
’
re
not
trained
to
understand
.
"
"
That
’
s
true
.
But
I
’
m
looking
for
another
way
.
It
’
s
hard
.
"
