By Georges Simenon
It's 4 o'clock within the morning and out of the rain-slick cobbled streets of Montmartre seems a garishly dressed younger lady. Her lipstick is smudged and her gait is unsteady, yet there is not any mistaking her amazing attract. on the police station within the rue de los angeles Rochefoucauld she insists that she has info of poor urgency - then denies it an hour later. It takes brutal stranglings and a stunning corpse to guide Maigret, assisted by way of a lovelorn detective, into an all-too-familiar underworld the place he lines a determined eroticism to its inevitable end.
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She confirmed him lightly out of the door, and he needed to stroll the entire size of the road prior to discovering a taxi. rather than going to the Quai des Orfèvres, he went domestic to lunch. He obtained again to the workplace approximately half-past ; the snow had fairly stopped by means of then, and the streets have been lined with a skinny layer of blackish, greasy dust. while he opened the door of the ‘confessional’ he came across it was once blue with smoke, and there have been approximately twenty cigarette-ends within the ashtray. It was once Torrence who had smoked them, for Philippe used to be no longer a smoker. there has been a tray there too, with the continues to be of a few sandwiches, and 5 empty beer-glasses. “Would you return open air for a second? ” rising into the outer workplace, Torrence mopped his brow and comfortable, sighing: “That chap’s donning me out. He’s like a rainy rag—nothing to pay money for. two times i presumed he used to be going to come back fresh. I’m certain he’s obtained anything to claim. He appears to be like on the finish of his tether—looks at you with imploring eyes—and then, on the final moment, he alters his brain and swears he doesn’t be aware of a specific thing. It makes me ill. simply now he drove me thus far that I slapped him within the face with the flat of my hand. are you aware what he did? ” Maigret stated not anything. “He placed his hand to his cheek and started snivelling, as if he used to be speaking to one other pansy like himself: ‘You’re very unkind! ’ I mustn’t do this back, simply because I wager it offers him a thrill. ” Maigret couldn’t support smiling. “Am I to head on? ” “Have one other shot. We’ll attempt whatever else almost immediately, might be. Has he had something to devour? ” “He nibbled daintily at a sandwich, together with his little finger crooked within the air. you'll find he’s lacking his dope. If I promised him a few, he may perhaps start to speak. The narcotics humans should have a few, don’t you think that? ” “I’ll point out it to the executive. yet don’t do whatever approximately it but. simply stick to your questions. ” Torrence gave a look around at his frequent atmosphere, drew a deep breath of air, and went again back into the miserable surroundings of the ‘confessional’. “Anything clean, Lapointe? ” requested Maigret. Lapointe had rarely placed down the phone in view that his arrival that morning and, like Torrence, had lunched on a sandwich and a tumbler of beer. “About a dozen Bonvoisins, yet no longer one among them’s an Oscar. ” “Try to get a choice via to los angeles Bourboule. you have got higher success there. ” “Have you were given a tip? ” “Perhaps. ” “From the cook dinner? ” “She thinks she met him particularly in recent times in Paris—and higher nonetheless, in Montmartre. ” “Why l. a. Bourboule? ” “For something, he comes from that district, and for one more factor, Arlette turns out to have had an eventful assembly with anyone or different down there, 5 years in the past. ” Maigret spoke with out a lot conviction. “No information of Lognon? ” he went on. He rang up the Police Station within the Rue de los angeles Rochefoucauld himself, yet was once informed that Inspector Lognon had purely seemed in for a second. “He acknowledged he used to be operating for you and will be out all day. ” For the subsequent fifteen mins, Maigret paced from side to side in his place of work, smoking his pipe.