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"
That
man
"
,
Cottard
said
,
when
the
magistrate
had
left
,
"
is
Enemy
Number
One
.
"
The
car
started
.
Shortly
afterwards
Rambert
and
Cottard
saw
Garcia
coming
.
He
walked
towards
them
without
any
sign
of
recognition
and
said
,
instead
of
a
greeting
:
"
We
must
wait
.
"
Around
them
the
crowd
,
the
majority
of
whom
were
women
,
were
standing
in
complete
silence
.
Almost
all
of
them
were
carrying
baskets
in
the
vain
hope
that
they
could
get
them
across
to
their
sick
relatives
and
with
the
still
more
foolish
notion
that
these
relatives
could
make
use
of
the
provisions
.
The
door
was
guarded
by
armed
sentries
and
from
time
to
time
an
odd
cry
could
be
heard
from
across
the
yard
which
separated
the
barracks
from
the
door
.
At
such
moments
worried
faces
among
those
waiting
would
turn
towards
the
infirmary
.
The
three
men
were
watching
this
scene
when
a
"
hello
"
,
curt
and
deep
,
behind
them
made
them
turn
round
.
Despite
the
heat
,
Raoul
was
smartly
dressed
.
Tall
and
strong
,
he
was
wearing
a
dark
check
suit
and
a
felt
hat
with
a
turned
-
up
brim
.
His
face
was
rather
pale
.
Tight
-
lipped
,
with
brown
eyes
,
Raoul
spoke
rapidly
and
precisely
:
"
We
’
ll
go
down
into
town
,
"
he
said
.
"
Garcia
,
you
can
leave
us
.
"
Garcia
lit
a
cigarette
and
let
them
walk
away
.
They
did
so
quickly
,
adjusting
their
steps
to
keep
up
with
Raoul
who
had
placed
himself
between
them
.
"
Garcia
explained
to
me
,
"
he
said
.
"
It
can
be
done
.
In
any
case
,
it
will
cost
you
ten
thousand
francs
.
"
Rambert
replied
that
he
accepted
.
