The Plague: "They're coming out, good and proper..Next morning, on my round of visits"

1 The Plague: "Oran! Town without any trees or gardens"
2 The Plague: "They're coming out, good and proper..Next morning, on my round of visits"
3 The Plague: "On the fourth day"
4 The Plague: "By dint of perseverance"
5 The Plague: "So they got alarmed, at last"
6 The Plague: "The mother greeted me"
7 The Plague: "During all that summer"
8 The Plague: "The boy had been put in a small ward"
9 The Plague: "The're coming out again! The rats!...The official communiqués"