Maigret and the Hotel Majestic

Maigret and the Hotel Majestic

Georges Simenon

Language: English

Pages: 182

ISBN: 0156551330

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Maigret and the Hotel Majestic

Georges Simenon

Language: English

Pages: 182

ISBN: 0156551330

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


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just now… If a single word of what I said gets printed in your rag, that’s the end of any information out of me. Understand?” But he was half smiling as he went back to his room and rang for the page. “Bring in Monsieur… Monsieur Jolivet… ” “Good morning, Superintendent. Forgive me for bothering you. I thought I ought… When I read the paper yesterday evening… ” “Please sit down… ” “I should add that I didn’t come here on my own initiative, but after consultation with our head manager, whom I

Majestic two or three times.” “Have you seen him since?” “I don’t think so. But I had to go to Étretat for two summers in a row, to run the branch there. He could have come in then.” Maigret pulled open one of his desk drawers, took out a photograph of Donge, and laid it on the desk silently. “That’s him!” said the bank clerk. “You couldn’t miss his face. He told me that he had smallpox as a child and the farm people he was living with didn’t even call in a doctor.” “Are you sure that’s

like a small red ball in the middle of her face. She was wearing a decent black cloth coat, with an astrakhan collar and a band of astrakhan around the hem. She held on limply to a large kid handbag. Without the ghoulish presence of Gigi, and the red nose gleaming in the middle of her face, she might have looked fairly presentable. “There he is!” Charlotte hadn’t budged, but Gigi had been walking back and forth in a frenzy. Now she saw Maigret coming, together with a colleague. He noticed the

this, he writes an anonymous letter, in Charlotte’s handwriting. Because there are several notes from Charlotte in the drawer in the breakfast kitchen. “I repeat, he’s a consummate artist! Meticulous! He takes care of every detail! And when he realizes that poor Justin Colleboeuf, on his way to get his coffee, has seen him and will give him away, he commits another crime, with no trouble at all, and one that can easily be attributed to Donge. “That is all… Torrence! Use a damp towel on that

occurred to Charlotte and was immediately dismissed. A quick glance at Prosper, who was warming his hands over the stove. He had very white hands, with square fingers, covered with red hairs. But Maigret continued relentlessly: “It won’t be easy to find out what this Mrs. Clark had come down to the basement for… ” He held his breath, forced himself to remain motionless, to look as if he were studying the oilcloth on the table. You could have heard a pin drop. Maigret seemed to be trying to

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