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The
latter
’
s
face
fell
.
M
.
Othon
was
indeed
coming
down
the
street
towards
them
with
a
brisk
but
even
step
.
He
raised
his
hat
as
he
passed
the
little
group
.
"
Good
day
,
Monsieur
le
Juge
,
"
said
Tarrou
.
The
magistrate
returned
the
greeting
from
the
occupants
of
the
car
and
,
looking
at
Cottard
and
Rambert
,
who
had
stayed
in
the
background
,
nodded
gravely
at
them
.
Tarrou
introduced
Cottard
and
Rambert
.
The
magistrate
looked
at
the
sky
for
a
second
and
sighed
,
remarking
that
these
were
indeed
sad
times
.
"
They
tell
me
,
Monsieur
Tarrou
,
that
you
are
engaged
in
applying
preventive
measures
.
I
cannot
applaud
this
enough
.
Doctor
,
do
you
think
that
the
disease
will
spread
?
"
Rieux
said
that
they
could
only
hope
that
it
would
not
and
the
magistrate
replied
that
one
must
always
hope
,
but
the
designs
of
Providence
are
unknowable
.
Tarrou
asked
him
if
the
events
had
brought
him
an
excess
workload
.
"
On
the
contrary
,
what
we
call
common
-
law
cases
are
in
decline
.
Nowadays
,
all
I
have
to
examine
are
serious
breaches
of
the
new
regulations
.
Never
have
people
shown
such
respect
for
the
old
laws
.
"
"
This
is
because
,
by
comparison
,
they
seem
good
,
inevitably
,
"
Tarrou
said
.
The
magistrate
abandoned
the
reflective
air
that
he
had
assumed
,
with
his
gaze
apparently
suspended
in
mid
-
air
.
Now
he
examined
Tarrou
coldly
.
"
What
does
that
matter
?
"
he
said
.
"
What
counts
is
not
the
law
,
but
the
sentence
imposed
.
We
can
do
nothing
about
it
.
"
