MAIGEN - The Maigret Encyclopedia
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M. A senior police Superintendent with a salary of 2,200 francs a month.... M had had to keep watch like that a hundred times, when he was between 22 and 30. It was no job for an officer of the Judicial Police.... M took down his jacket from the hook, topped it with a heavy black overcoat, and a bowler hat.... M was 45, Torrence only 30. But he was similarly massive, like a not-quite full-sized replica of M.... M went to a door and opened it, revealing a cupboard with an enamel basin and tap. He ran a comb through his thick, dark brown hair, with only a few gray threads at the temples, and tried to straighten a tie he could never get quite right..... M's frame was plebian, huge and bony. His heavy, black, velvet-collared overcoat.... M's own father was a game-keeper on one of the oldest estates in the Loire Valley.... On the wall behind M's desk was an enormous map. His eyes traveled from Cracow, to the port of Bremen, then to Amsterdam and Brussels..... Superintendent Maigret, No. 1 Flying Squad.... The bullet had torn the flesh on his chest, grazed past a rib, come out again near the shoulder blade. [1929-30-LET]
 Chief-Inspector M of the Flying Squad. [Le Commissaire Maigret de la Première Brigade Mobile] [1930-PRO]
M was 45. (1930), had served half his life in many different police departments, vice squad, public order, transport, prostitution, railways, gambling. [1930-GAL]
At the next table was a tall, heavy, broad-shouldered man, wearing a thick black overcoat with a velvet collar, the knot of his tie held up by a celluloid device.... He was tall and broad, especially broad, thick and solid, and his rather ordinary clothes emphasized his rather plebian build. He had a heavy face and his eyes could remain bovine and motionless... it was something implacable, inhuman, like an elephant moving relentlessly towards its goal.... The policeman spoke no French, M only a few stumbling words of German. [1930-31-PHO]
After all, M was a man of 45, who'd been in the police for over 20 years. [1930-31-TET]
For the past month M had been assigned to Rennes to reorganize its mobile unit [Brigade Mobile]. ... M, who hadn't gone to bed, was shaving at a mirror dangling from the window latch.... M was no angel of patience. "Leave me the hell alone," he said. [1931-JAU]
M's gaze had settled on a picture of a snow-covered landscape that was hung awry. [1931-NUI]
Not mentioned by name in the first half of GAI, but 'the powerful, broad-shouldered Frenchman'.Announced himself to Delvigne in his office after he'd been taken there from the Gai-Moulin, at the end of chapter 6. Inspector Maigret, Police Judiciaire, Paris. [1931-GAI]
Like most stoutly-built people, M suffered from the heat. [1931-GUI]
M was used to the sort of women who called their husbands by their surnames, as Juliette Martin did.... M answered the phone, "Hello... Elysée 17-62... Inspector Maigret speaking, Police Headquarters." [1931-OMB]
M had been born in Saint-Fiacre, where his father had been steward of the château for thirty years. The last time he had been there had been after the death of his father, who'd been buried in the graveyard behind the church.... M recognized the Dr. Bouchardon, but nobody recognized him. He was 42, he had put on weight. [1932-FIA]
M was 5'11. (180 cm) [1932-FLA]
Every inspector attached to a flying squad had a railway pass which enabled him to travel free first-class anywhere in France.... M saw a flash and felt a stab in his shoulder even before he heard the bang. It was the right shoulder.... M had already been wounded three times before. ... M told them he was Divisional Inspector Maigret. [1932-FOU]
M was smoking a cigar Boutigues had offered him. After a while he wanted to throw it away.... M had gone to the Lycée Stanislas. [1932-LIB]
There was a newspaper article, "Divisional Inspector Maigret of the Police Judiciaire, though well below the age limit, has asked for and obtained permission to retire. He relinquishes his post next week and will probably be replaced by Inspector Ledent." Six more days.Émile Ducrau had written out a contract between himself and Joseph Maigret...... M said he'd had a daughter and she died.... M, who had very good eyesight, made out a second figure standing rather farther back on the river-bank. [1933-ECL]
At the eighth step he had to stoop to avoid a beam, but he forgot and cracked his head on it.... M loosened the red-embroidered collar of his nightshirt.... Philippe Lauer said in M's day they could have arrested Pepito Palestrino in the middle of the night, but now they had to stick to the letter of the law, and make the arrest at 8:00 am.... M reappeared in his bowler and his overcoat with the velvet collar.... M bought a pack of cigarettes and asked for a sandwich.... M put both hands on his nephew's shoulders, kissed him on both cheeks, and suddenly pretended to by very busy.... M went in to see Amadieu, in the office that had been his for many years.... M had fired. The bullet had got Cageot's hand and his revolver had fallen to the floor. [1934-MAI]
Popaul Vinchon was Paul Vinchon, M's nephew, who was an inspector on the Belgian frontier. [1936-ARR]
M went up to the bar of the nightclub, drank several glasses in company with the girls around him, became excessivley lively, and, slightly reeling, asked Sonia Lipchitz to dance. Mme M would have been astonished. [1936-PEI]
M had been born 40 km away, on the banks of the Loire. [1936-LAR]
M sighed to Christiani, "Your knuckleduster only cost me a couple of teeth." [1936-PIG]
M sent his fist flying into Eugène Labri's face, heaved a sigh of relief, since it really needed doing. [1936-ERR]
During the many years they had lived in the Place des Vosges, M had formed the habit, in summer, of undoing his dark tie as soon as he came in from the courtyard, finishing by the time he reached the first floor.... M watched the Seine, smoked his pipe, and scribbled from time to time in his notebook, notorious for its ordinariness, and because during long years of use it had accumulated comments superimposed in all directions. [1937-38-AMO]
A minute later he put on his bowler and heavy overcoat with the velvet collar and went downstairs.... In his early days M had been beaten up because a pickpocket whom he was arresting outside a big department store had started shouting "Stop thief!"... M told his wife, "Goodbye, darling" (Bonsoir chérie) at which point the girl's eyes turned to him.... M yielded to a desire he'd restrained too long, and slapped the girl's face.... This was probably the most disappointing interrogation in all M's career. [1937-38-ETO]
M had retired three months earlier.... M had picked up an agricultural journal and become absorbed in an article about the habits of field mice.... M said he couldn't dance and he didn't want the girls to teach him. [1937-38-MAN]
M, in retirement at Meung-sur-Loire, on the banks of the Loire, received a letter from a young girl, [Berthe] who claimed her life was threatened, and who said she was the niece of a man who was for a long time his colleague in the Police Judiciaire, and who died by his side shortly before M's retirement [Lucas]. She asked him to meet her in the Café de Madrid.... M called Police Judiciaire and asked for his nephew, Jérôme Lacroix, and told him to meet him at the Zanzi-Bar on the Rue Caulaincourt.... M brought Louis the Kid to his nephew's office, a room he had occupied at the start of his career, when there was still no electric light in the building. [1937-38-BER]
As a child M had had no sisters, and his girl cousins lived at the farther end of France. As a young man he'd had little contact with respectable girls, and his wife was as uncomplicated a person as he could find.... M had been angry with the journalists who had thought fit to publicize his sturdy figure, thus putting thieves and murderers on their guard against him. [1937-38-NOT]
It was from Stephan Strevzki that M learned to play chess. [1939-HOM]
M was then at the head of the crime squad in Nantes, recognized Frédéric Michaux. [1939-VEN]
Pipe in mouth, bowler on the back of his head, hands in the pockets of his vast overcoat with the famous velvet collar, M regarded Ellen Darroman.... On M's wall was a photograph of the association of the secretaries of the Central Police Station, when M was 24. [1939-MAJ]
M put on his overcoat and rammed his bowler hat well down over his eyes. It was Jan. 13.... For no reason M's mind suddenly went to the recent amalgamation of the Police Judiciaire and the Sûreté Générale, with its attendant disruption which... had caused him to be shunted off to Luçon.... It was as if a sea lion, after ages of captivity as a circus performer, were to suddenly find itself back in the glacial waters of the Arctic. (cf. FOU, the dream of the beached "seal").... M could never manage to keep his voice down, so he judged it wiser to remain silent.... In a jar, all stuck together, were the kind of candies that had been M's favorite when he was a child, but he hadn't the nerve to buy some.... The most celebrated interrogation in which he had ever taken part at the Quai des Orfèvres lasted 27 hours, with three of them working in relays. But he could not remember an encounter with a more unresponsive lump than Albert Forlacroix. [1940-JUG]
M was a puritan. He was embarrased by the actions of the lovers next to him in the movie theater, where he had gone to gather his thoughts after leaving Henri Monfils.... M was very generous toward most forms of human weakness, but there were some people who so revolted him that he physically shrank from them. M. Charles Dandurand was among them.... What good would it have done to repeat, for the past ten, or was it twenty years, that that door should be boarded up. [1940-CEC]
crime museum. M would have liked to have taken the calendar for his crime museum... he'd come back for it later.... clothes. mauve suspenders. the mauve suspenders, made of silk, M's wife had bought him the week before.... M had done a little fishing in his day. If he'd never been an expert, he at least knew the technique.... M recalled a verse he had had to learn by heart in school: "The seas are so tranquil, So pure are the skies, But the sailor's widow, Has tears in her eyes." [1941-SIG]
Long ago, in his childhood, the pork butcher in his home village had installed a carillon like the shop bell. It was as if he were no longer the Chief Superintendent... M thought that at least he would be retiring in a few year's time, and then, with a straw-brimmed hat, he'd cultivate his garden, like Jules Lapie. [1942-FEL]
M reflected that the lamp with a green shade on Victor Bréjon's desk was nicer than his, and was ribbed like a melon.... Only at this point, and for the first time since he had become involved in the case, did he play Maigret, as was said of inspecotrs at the Police Judiciaire who tried to imitate the great man.... Instead of answering, M walked over and straightened a picture on the way. He could not abide seeing a picture askew. [1943-CAD]
M had automatically pulled his watch from his waistcoat pocket.... M opened the cupboard where there was an enamel washbasin. [1945-PIP]
M's temples were grayer, he was somewhat calmer and heavier, but he didn't feel he'd grown any older since leaving the Police Judiciaire.... Not for years had anyone called him that. Even Mme M had taken to calling him "Maigret". They had been at the lycée at Moulins together. M had spent three years there when his father had been farm manager of an estate in that region. [1945-FAC]
M was 56. This was his first crossing, and he was surprised to find himself not at all curious.... To think that ten days before he'd been peacefully playing belote with the mayor of Meung-sur-Loire, the doctor, and the fertilizer merchant.... Four or five times in his life M had met men with cold eyes. John Maura was one.... M had hung his mirror on his window sash at the Berwick, exactly like in Paris.... At the Quai des Orfèvres, only a year ago, they'd said, "There goes M into one of his trances again."... M. When he stopped without reason halfway up the staircase, staring before him with eyes dilated and drained of all expression, he must have resembled a man whom heart trouble forces to stop, no matter where, and who tries to look innocent so as to escape the pity of passers-by. [1946-NEW]
The first thing M did, to Lucas' surprise, was to put fresh water into the birdcages and fill the seed trays. [1946-PAU]
His mission to this provincial town would last six months at least, so Mme M had come with him.... The inspectors of the Flying Squad to which M had been seconded for the past few months had thought Justin was making up a story.... The rain from his bed reminded him of when his mother had brought him caramel custard in bed when he was ill. [1946-CHO]
M's nephew, Daniel, was on duty in the Emergencies Room. [Emergency] [1946-MAL]
They'd been there nine days already. The first night they'd had mussels, as they promised themselves, and had been sick. But in Mme M's case, it was acute appendicitis, requiring an immediate operation.... For years each of his pockets had had a specific function. left-hand trouser: tobacco pouch and handkerchief; right: two pipes and small change; left-hand hip: wallet, always stuffed with useless papers. He never had any keys on him - he always mislaid them. Scarcely anything in his jacket: just a box of matches in the right-hand pocket.... M had rarely seen eyes that were so cold and fiery at the same time, as Dr. Philippe Bellamy.... The rabbits wiggled their noses. M grabbed a few cabbage leaves and opened the door of the hutch.... Then, standing on the street, M paused, without warning, as people suffering from heart disease sometimes do in the street. [1947-VAC]
It was M's habit, when he was unwell, to bury himself in a novel by Alexandre Dumas; he had the complete works in an old popular edition with yellowed pages and romantic illustrations. When he raised his eyes he could see the copper pendulum of the clock swinging to and from it its dark oak case. [1947-MOR]
At the left-hand desk, the secretary of the Saint-Georges Police Station was reading a booklet which had just come out: Courses on Official Reports (Oral Description) for the use of Inspectors and Police Officers. In violet ink, on the flyleaf, in copperplate hand: J. Maigret.... He was 26 and had been married only 5 months. Since he had joined the force 4 years ago, he had been through the humblest of its branches, street duty, railway stations, big stores, and secretary of the Saint-Georges District Police Station for almost a year.... It was scarcely two years before. He had been on street duty, especially to catch pickpockets in the métro. It had happened just opposite the Samaritaine. Going up the steps fo the métro, the man in front of him, in a bowler, neatly slit the handle of an old lady's reticule. M leapt on him and seized the bag, black velvet. The man shouted "Help, thief!", the crowd attacked M, and the pickpocket went on his way.... M eventually went home, where the concierge opened her window in the glass door as he was walking through the entrance way.... M had a bad cold, which lasted three days.... M had grown up in the shadow of a château, where his father had been a bailiff.... M had two overcoats in those days, a heavy black one with a velvet collar, and a short mackintosh, the kind he'd wanted since he was a boy.... M imagined a report... Jules Amedée François Maigret... M took a hip bath as they still had no bathroom in the flat.... M was shaving, his mirror hooked onto the handle of the window in his dining room. They could hear a blacksmith's hammer, the sound of lorries, horses neighing, could even see the steam rising from the dung where the stables were being cleaned at the remover's premises a few doors along.... The feeling had its roots in his childhood dreams, when he had first thought of becoming a "mender of destinies". [1948-PRE]
At M's school there was a boy like Philippe de Moricourt; from time to time he needed a beating up.... His coffe cup was the same design as a childhood one he'd thought unique.... It was not so very long ago he was wearing short trousers and walking across his village square, to go and serve mass in the small church lit only by wax candles.... M let his hand trail in the water, as he did when he was small and his father took him in a boat on the pond.... M's grandmother had always gone to first mass, at 6, black silk dress, white bonnet, fire blazing in the hearth, breakfast served on a starched table cloth.... At one moment, when he was trying to get to sleep, or was it only a dream, he had the impression that he'd discovered a really important fact. [1949-AMI]
All his life M had worn suspenders. His trousers, tailored in France, came halfway up his chest. As soon as he'd crossed into Virginia he'd realized he'd couldn't keep wearing a 3-piece suit and starched collar.... Just as it happens in cowboy films, M had actually been made a Deputy Sheriff of Tucson. It was the 9th or 10th time. He'd also been made one in 8 or 9 counties of New Jersey, Maryland, Virginia, North Carolina or South Carolina, Texas, and the city of New Orleans.... One of M's uncles, his mother's brother, had a mania. Whenever he went into a room with a clock in it, he had to wind it. He worked for the Bureau of Registry.... When M told people his name was Jules they quickly Americanized it to Julius, which he found a little less distressing. [1949-CHE]
For him who had been born and spent his childhood far inland, the sea had always been like that: shrimping-nets, a toy train, men in flannels, beach umbrellas, shopkeepers selling shells and souvenirs, bars where you could eat oysters and drink white wine, and boarding houses where Mme M became so unhappy after a few days of doing nothing.... For a while, after he had just joined the Police Force, Le Vésinet had seemed to him to be the most beautiful place in the world.... Inspector Castaing's red leather notebook had little in common with the laundry book M used.... M had been earning his living for a long time before it was his turn to see the sea.... M remembered other country funerals, imagined he caught a whif of calvados.... Valentine Besson said she'd cut out articles about M, but couldn't find them. [1949-DAM]
M knew Mme M had gone down to the Rue Amelotto buy some hot croissants for his Christmas morning breakfast, as she did on Sundays and holidays. Usually he took nothing but a cup of black coffee. M was past 50.... Mme. Doncoeur said she'd lived in her apartment 25 years, remembered that M had already lived across the street, and had had a long mustache.... On the floor above his there was an old lady who was a slightly fatter and paler version of Mme. Doncoeur.... Lucas said that Torrence had seen the man at the wine merchant's, two houses beyond M's place. [1950-NOE]
In the 40-odd volumes Georges Simenon has devoted to M's investigations, there are perhaps a score of references to his origins, his family, a few words about his father, one mention of the Collège de Nantes, where he was partly educated, and brief allusions to his two years as a medical student.... It had been said, correctly, that M had been born in central France, not far from Moulins. The estate his father managed was 7,500 acres, and included no fewer than 26 small farms. His grandfather had been one of the tenant farmers, and three generations of Maigrets before him had tilled the same soil. A typhus epidemic had decimated his father's family, while he was still young, and out of 7 or 8 children, only his father and a sister, who married a baker and settled in Nantes, survived.... M believed his father had broken tradition and gone to the lycée at Moulins under the influence of a village priest; after two years at an agricultural college he returned to the village and joined the staff at the château as assistant estate manager. He was tall, very thin, long sandy mustache. Their house was in the courtyard of the château, pretty, rose-colored brick, one-story. His father's office was in a separate building. He never drank, except a glass of white wine with meals. M was 5 when his grandfather died. His mother's parents lived 50 miles away and they visited them twice a year. They had a grocery in a large village with a café attached. When M was 8, his mother became pregnant, though at M's birth the doctors had said she'd be unlikely to have another child.... In a neighboring village, larger than M's, was a doctor with a pointed red beard, Victor Gadelle. He drank and was careless about his person, but was M's father's friend. His wife and 6th or 7th child died in childbirth, which he attended, drunk. His father befriended him, and he attended his mother's confinement. She and the child died. His father was 32. ... At the outset of his career, a public servant earned somewhat under 100 francs a month.... M said in those days he looked for luxury, not in the shopwindows of the Rue de la Paix, but on pork butchers' counters.... M's mustache in those days was longish, reddish brown, somewhat darker then his father's, with pointed ends. It dwindled eventually to a toothbrush, then disappeared. [1950-MEM]
When M was 12 he went to board at the lycée at Moulins, but stayed only a few months, after which he went to live with his aunt in Nantes. His father died of pleurisy at 44. M had begun his medical studies. His aunt died 10 years later, from the same illness. After his father died, M checked with doctors on his own condition. No problem. Two days later he left for Paris.... On the same floor of the little hotel in which M first lived in Paris, on the Left Bank, was a man called Jacquemain, about 40 who interested him. He once met him at the corner of the Boulevard Saint-Michel talking to someone who would have been described, at that period, as an 'apache'. M was on the point of taking a job at a firm that made passementerie, on the Rue des Victoires. Jacquemain walked with him to the Palais de Justice, the Police Judiciaire, and that night, walking up and down the Seine, talked about his job as a police inspector. He was killed three years later, in the neighborhood of the Porte d'Italie, hit in the chest by a bullet not intended for him. His photograph hangs among the rest in one of those black frames. Jacquemain found him a job in the police. There was no question of going straight into the Sûreté - he spent seven or eight months in uniform. He had a bicycle and got to know Paris, threading his way between carriages and double-decker buses, horse-drawn, frightening when they were tearing down from Montmartre.... Georges Simenon spoke of "a man who mends destinies" and it was indeed M's phrase. There were 58 students in M's class one year; in his mind he called them 'the lawyer', 'the tax collector'... M's nephew, mentioned in some early cases, had gone to work in his father's soap business in Marseilles, as he'd not done so well with the police. [1950-MEM]
M, who was childless, who had always so much wanted a son... looked at Émile Paulus.... Only once in his life, when he was 12 years old, he had tried to cut a chicken's neck. He had never killed another chicken in his life. [1951-MEU]
M had passed through almost all the departments, highway, railway stations, department stores, and much to his disgust, Vice Squad, but had never had anything to do with race tracks.... M did something he had never done in his whole career, bringing his heel down on the killer's hand. [1951-LOG]
M had spent two of the grimmest years of his life in the Station Police office, and he knew every aspect of it.... Jules-Joseph Anthelme Maigret, M's full name.... (? "Jules Amédée Anthelme Joseph François Maigret di Evariste" at Guglielmo Innocenzi's page). Once in Paris, when he was young and still on the beat, he reached out to grab a thief, who yelled help, and the crowd held M.... The block marble clock on the office mantlepiece stood at 11:40... [1952-REV]
By chance M had his badge in his pocket to show to Émilie Thouret. As a rule he left it home.... M recalled that when as a boy he'd wanted to hide something, he'd put it on top of the wardrobe. On top of the one in Monsieur Louis [Louis Thouret] room it was clear that something square had been there.... M remembered how, at the age of 20, he had first arrived in Paris, disturbed at the ferment. In some "strategic points" - Les Halles, Place Clichy [Place de Clichy], the Bastille, and Boulevard Saint-Martin - the ferment was even more intense.... October 29 was his sister-in-law's birthday.... The people M most admired were one step above those being swept along, clean and decent and not in the least picturesque, who fought day in and out to keep their heads above water, and nurture the faith that life was worth living. [1952-BAN]
M might have been a 15-year old M returning from school on a Saturday on a local train just like this one.... M said he never played bridge, but liked to watch. Said he knew the rules.... M was the same age as Julien Chabot. Both would retire in three years.... [1953-PEU]
M told Janvier to fix a thread or something across the door to see if anyone had entered. [1953-TRO]
M was reminded of another village which had had its dramatic incidents between the postmistress, the schoolmaster and the village policeman.... M had had an air-gun which fired pellets, when he was a boy.... M could even remember the scent of the lilacs that flowered in the school playground in springtime. [1953-ECO]
M glanced at the police station in the Rue de La Rochefoucauld, where he had started his career, not as a detective, but as secretary to the District Superintendent. [1954-JEU]
At one time, right at the beginning of his career, he had been familiar with every street in this district, near the Quai de Valmy, and could have identified many a night prowler.... In his youth he had dreamed of his ideal vocation: "a guide to the lost." ... M's father had been farm manager of an estate like Honoré de Boissancourt's. M's village too had had its Christophe Dupré who had amassed great wealth, and had a son who was now a senator.... When a Corsican gangster strikes down a gangster from Marseilles in a bar in the Rue de Douai, the police have recourse to standard procedures. [1955-COR]
M pressed a button on the floor with his foot, and a moment later Janvier came in.... M told Tissot he was from "in the Allier". [1955-TEN]
For a week now M had been extremely touchy, and his assistants walked on tiptoe.... Hadn't he once declared that he wanted to be a "mender of destinies"? ... M had always refused to believe in pure malice.... M knew from experience that people who want to hide something put it on top of a cupboard or wardrobe. [1956-ECH]
As a small boy at Paray-le-Frésil, M had felt sympathy for rabbits.... His wife knew this frame of mind well. At the Quai des Orfèvres when it came over him people would walk on tip-toe and speak in low voices, for he was capable of flying into a rage as violent as it would be brief, which he would afterwards be the first to regret.... M, going on holiday, had even left 4 or 5 of his pipes on his desk, next to the blotter, by the lamp with the green shade/ And half a bottle of cognac in the cupboard with the enamel basin, and where one of his old jackets was hanging.... M went into a café on the Place Voltaire, opposite the mairie, where there were billiard tables in the back room. He used not to be a bad billiards player in the old days.... One evening M had gone to see his friend Pardon, the doctor in the Rue Picpus, at whose house they dined regularly once a month. M had had bronchitis and got up too soon, and had had to take to bed a second time, and for a while an attack of pleurisy was feared. Pardon had advised a holiday; M hadn't taken one for three years. [1956-AMU]
"A policeman - the ideal policeman - should feel at home in any surroundings." M had said one day, and all his life he had striven to forget the surface differences between men.... M could understand English in a pinch, but by no means spoke it fluently.... M had reached out to touch a chain, John Arnold had looked at him and M had looked guilty. Had Lapointe really looked away?... M had flown 4 or 5 times, but that was a while back, and he barely recognized Orly.... M remembered when he'd been about Lapointe's age, had been sent to check a statement in the very district he was in now, between the Étoile and the Seine; he'd felt that he was entering an unfamiliar world. Almost all the people who'd lived in those houses had had names that could be read any morning in the Figaro or Gaulois. M had felt awestruck when he'd had to ring at one of those majestic doors.... M took the métro because he had plenty of time and didn't plan to travel far.... This was the first time he'd had anything to do with that privileged society. [1957-VOY]
He had been the first, the year before, with three weeks of complete rest (prescribed by Pardon).... M looked at the black marble clock which was always ten minutes fast. It said 5:40.... Xavier Marton wore a broad flat wedding ring in red gold, almost the same as M's.... The old woman who lived in the flat above theirs had remarked to M the previous winter that he should see a doctor, because he was climbing the stairs so slowly lately. She had been right... M said to Mme M, "we've got a room on the 6th floor we never use for anything..." [1957-SCR]
M remembered what Mme M had said the night before... in two years time he'd be retiring.... A passerby said "That's the famous Maigret." [1958-TEM]
Sometimes he thought he wished he had chosen another profession. In the course of his career had seen his responsibilities shrink, as the magistrates took over more and more. [1959-CON]
M was 53, divisional chief inspector. He would retire in two years time. Back on the Boulevard Richard-Lenoir he would have found his feelings hard to define.... As a little boy, M had felt a similar nervousness when he had gone each morning to serve Mass at the village church.... A detective - M had lost track of who it was - telephoned from the bistro on Rue Delambre. Ginette Meurant was asleep (Un inspecteur - Maigret ne savait plus lequel - télephonait du bar de la rue Delambre.). [1959-ASS]
It was the effect of the years spent in the shadow of the château of which his father had been steward, and where, for a long time, the Comte and Comtesse de Saint-Fiacre had been, in his eyes, creatures of another species.... M remembered a lithograph which had been in his mother's room, a young woman on the shore of a lake, in a princess dress, with a wide ostrich feather hat, a melancholy expression, like the landscape. M was sure his mother thought it highly poetic.... M had had a number of dreams, but couldn't remember them well. Pardon had been there, Armand de Saint-Hilaire, even the old Comtesse de Saint-Fiacre.... M had 25 years service at Police Headquarters to his credit. In his capacity as a chief-inspector of the Judicial Police, it was his duty to identify a criminal and to get a confession. [1960-VIE]
In those days was was still a mere inspector, only about 3 years older than Honoré Cuendet.... M was only two years short of retirement time.... Olga smiled at him, arched her body slightly beneath the bedclothes. "No?" she said softly. "No."... The patronne of the Petit Saint-Paul had a blue apron like the ones M's mother used to wear long ago. [1961-PAR]
This was the first time M had been awakened like that since they'd returned from vacation five days ago.... M wondered about what if he had to retire. It was all arranged, since they would go to live in the country and they had already bought their house.... Some at Police Headquarters grumbled that he was bent on doing everything himself, including tedious tailing, as though he didn't trust his inspectors. They didn't realize that it was essential for him to probe people's lives down to the core, to try to put himself in their shoes. [1961-BRA]
The black marble clock with bronze hands. 5:42, but really, after 6. F. Ledent, the clockmaker, had been dead half a century, maybe a whole century, judging by the style of his clocks. The lamp with the green shade was on. [1962-CLI]
This was the first time in his career that M had seen a crime comitted against a down-and-out. It was the first time in 30 years that M had come across a doctor (François Keller) living under the bridges. He remembered a former chemistry teacher from a provincial lycée, and a woman who had been a famous circus rider. [1962-CLO]
M hated not understanding. It was becoming a personal matter for him.... "A lawyer doesn't klll his clients" was becoming a refrain M could not get out of his head. [1962-COL]
M was fond of Lognon. He'd often stressed his good qualities in reports, and had even attributed successes to him that were really his own.... Norris Jonker spoke in English on the phone. M's schoolboy English was far from adequate. It had been of little use to him in London, still less on the two occasions he had visited the US. [1963-FAN]
M told Pardon he was 52. Pardon was 49. Retirement in three years. M like Pardon, one of the few men he liked spending the evening with.... M had joined the police force when he was 22. Started in a local police station in the 9th Arrondissement. The Chief Inspector's secretary. Later worked for a time on patrol. Later worked in various branches, the métro, railway stations, morals, gambling... Had seen 9 Chiefs of PJ and 11 Chief Commissioners.... M was summoned by hand-delivered letter to the Chief Commissioner's office, on Tuesday, June 28, at 11:00 am, half an hour later. After over 30 years on the force, it was the first time he had been thus summoned.... M's number was listed in the directory. For years it wasn't. After changing it 5 or 6 times he let it appear.... When he was in high spirits he called his wife "Madame Maigret".... When M had been old enough to learn to drive and enjoy it he couldn't afford it. [1964-DEF]
Monday, July 7. In two years and a few months M would be 55, retirement age.... When he first came to Paris, M could spend an entire afternoon outside a café on the Grands Boulevards or the Boulevard Saint-Michel, watching the faces.... From time to time M pulled his watch out of his pocket, because he'd never got used to wrist watches, and treasured the gold hunter [à double boîtier] he'd inherited from his father.... M belonged to the generation that included many men who didn't want to drive. He personally feared his absentmindedness... [1965-PAT]
There was only a year's difference in their ages, M and Pardon. [1966-NAH]
There were the same open-platform buses when M first arrived in Paris nearly 40 years before, and then he had never tired of riding up and down the main boulevards on the Madeleine-Bastille line. ... Mme M would take her third driving lesson that morning. When M had been a young clerk there was no question of affording a car.... It was too late for him to learn to drive.... But it would be pleasant to drive to their cottage at Meung-sur-Loire on Sundays.... Another habit, a mania, which dated back to his infancy. Every year, with the first day of fine weather, M bought himself a new pair of shoes, as light as possible. He had done so yesterday, and they pinched: it was torture to walk the length of the Boulevard Richard-Lenoir.... M's badge had the number 0004. Number 1 was the Prefect, 2 the Director General of the Police Department, and 3 for the Head of the Special Branch. Silver-plated copper, on one side the Republic's Marianne with her Phrygian cap, the letters "FF" and the word "Police" outlined in red enamel. On the reverse were the arms of Paris, a serial number, and, engraved in small lettering, the holder's name. One month's salary suspension in case of loss. [1966-VOL]
M was 53. Pardon suggested a vacation. M considered Meung-sur-Loire, but Pardon wanted him to go to Vichy. M said he'd never set foot in it, though he'd born within 40 miles of it, near Moulins.... M hadn't had chicken pox, but measles when he was small and his mother still living. It was his warmest and most vivid image of his mother, who'd died shortly after.... M told Dr. Rian of taking a glass or two of sloe gin after dinner, which his sister-in-law always sent from Alsace.... M was thinking back to the days when he was personal assistant to the Superintendent of Police in the 9th arrondissement. [1967-VIC]
M had been forced to give up his study of medicine. If he had been able to have gone on with it, would he not have chosen psychiatry? [1968-HES]
It was true M had known Léon Florentin at 12, 15, 17, but they'd long since gone their separate ways.... Léon Florentin had been at school with M, Lycée Banville, Moulins.... Léon Florentin's father had owned the best bakery in the town, facing the cathedral, and Florentin had had a walnut cake named after him, which had become something of a regional specialty.... M had completely lost touch with the other boys of his class. Crochet, whose father had been a notary, had presumably taken over his practice. Orban, plump and good-natured, had not doubt become a doctor.... For some of the other boys Léon Florentin's father's bakery had been a meeting place, where they ate ices and cakes. According to the knowing ladies of the town, a cake was not worth having unless it was from Florentin's.... M remembered Léon Florentin's sister, who'd married a baker, plump as a pigron, fresh-faced and cheerful like her mother; hadn't M been a little in love with her?... M was thankful he didn't call him "Jules". It had been customary at the lycée for the boys to call one another by their surnames.... The weedy little fair-haired man who taught them Latin used to say "You wen't allow us to forget that we were descended from apes, I see, Master Florentin [Léon Florentin].... M had never been able to bring himself to learn to drive. ... When they had just bought the car it had been their intention to use it only for going to and from their little house in Meung-sur-Loire, and for touring on vacations. It was the same with the television set. When they'd first bought it they'd vowed they'd only watch programs that interested them. After two weeks Mme M had taken to setting the table so that they were both able to watch the screen during dinner.... In thirty-five years he'd not come across a single one of the boys who'd been his schoolmates at the Lycée Banville. And when at last he did, it had to be Léon Florentin, of all people! [1968-ENF]
Up to three months before the retirement age for Superintendents was 65, and he was 63. A new regulation had put the retiring age back to 68.... Long before M had become head of the Criminal Division, while he was only a detective, M had often been the first at the scene of a brawl...... M kissed Mme M good-night as he had done for many years. He'd put on his pajamas and brushed his teeth. Asked her to wake him at 7:30 with a cup of coffee, as usual.... M knew nothing about tape recorders, nor cars nor photography, which was why it was his wife who drove. It took all his mechanical knowledge to change the channel on the TV.... In spite of the fact that they had a car, which M had never driven, for a year, Mme M preferred to use it as little as possible in Paris. They used it mainly on Saturday evenings and Sunday mornings to go to Meung-sur-Loire where they had their little cottage.... M knew the Île Saint-Louis fairly well, since he used to live on the Place des Vosges, and at that time they often walked arm in arm around the island in the evening. [1969-TUE]
M drank his coffee slowly, lingered in the shower.... M put on his heavy black overcoat and the navy blue woolen scarf Mme M had just knitted for him.... M was reading an article on deep-sea exploration when he suddenly thought of the Grasshopper.... Once or twice in his childhood he had made himself ill because he hadn't finished his homework.... M told Gilbert Pigou the grog was for him as well, as he had the flu and maybe quinsy. [1969-VIN]
M and Marella had signed up together at the QDO, and for more than two years had pounded the same beat, after which they had first patrolled the railway stations, and then been assigned to detective work in the large department stores. They'd both been bachelors then. [1970-FOL]
Maurice Marcia was a few years older than M, 60 or 62. [1971-IND]
Lapointe or Janvier drove M everywhere. He had never sat behind the wheel of a car in his life. He had bought a car recently to go to his little house in Meung-sur-Loire on a Saturday evening or Sunday morning, but it was Mme M who did all the driving.... M would retire in three years time. [1972-CHA]
M . The next morning M sang in the bathtub.... There was a photo of M when he was a precinct secretary with a drooping mustache. [1949-MME]
Mabel Tuppler. see: Tuppler, Mabel
Mabile . Bideau, Deputy Public Prosecutor arrived at Cécile Pardon's, followed by the Examining Magistrate, Mabile, the police doctor, and a clerk. [1940-CEC]
Mabille. An old man, Mabille, a moneylender, lived opposite Julien Foucrier's hotel in the Rue des Dames , behind the Boulevard des Batignolles. Julien Foucrier had robbed and killed him twenty years earlier. [1951-MEU]
Macagne, Georges. Nicolas had someone from Hotel Squad check and learned the man's name was Georges Macagne. He had a record for car theft and assault. [1961-PAR]
MacDonald, Jimmy . Jimmy (J.J.) MacDonald was one of J Edgard Hoover's chief aides in the FBI in Washington. He'd been M's guide through most of the principal cities of the US, a tall man with bright blue eyes. [1951-LOG]
Macé . An old tradition of the Paris police... the memoirs of Macé and those of the great Goron, each in his time the chief of what was then called the Sûreté. Vidocq was the most illustrious of them all, but unfortunately he left no recollections written by himself to compare with those by novelists, often using his own name, or in the case of Balzac, the name Vautrin... G. Macé, chef de la Sûreté en 1879-188- ... Mon musée criminel, G. Macé, chef de la Sûreté, 1890. [1950-MEM]
Mace. Mace, from Figaro, had managed to follow the taxi. Lamblin and Ginette Meurant had gone to a seafood restaurant on Place de l'Odéon specializing in bouillabaisse. [1959-ASS]
Macé, Place . M and Boutigues stopped at the Café Glacier, Place Macé, in the center of Antibes. A charming square with a garden in the middle, cream- or orange-colored awnings at every house. [1932-LIB]
MacGill, Jos. The desk clerk called Mr. Jos MacGill, John Maura's secretary. [1946-NEW]
Machepied. The family of Juliette Boynet's husband, along with the Boynets, attended the funeral, creating a rival faction to the Henri Monfilses, her family. [1940-CEC]
Machère . The inspector who accompanied Joseph Peeters was Machère. He found himself on M's right, but quickly shifted to the other side in deference to his superior. [1932-FLA]
Machère had been a police constable. Killed in a scuffle two years earlier. Antoinette Machère received a pension. Had been living on Avenue Daumesnil. Fourth floor, left-hand side. [1952-BAN]
Machère, Antoinette. Mme. Mariette Gibon, who ran the boarding house in the Rue d'Angoulême said Monsieur Louis [Louis Thouret] had been visited by a Mme. Antoinette, around 40, a fine person. M found her picture in his room.... Mlle. Léone recognized the picture M had brought from Monsieur Louis' room. Had worked at Kaplan's for about six or seven months. Had been married to a policeman. [1952-BAN]
Maclet. M was interested when he heard of Maclet, a second-floor tenant of a neighboring building, crippled with rheumatism, spent all of his time at his window. [1963-FAN]
Mac-Mahon, Avenue . Avenue Mac-Mahon shone darkly. The streets were empty except two or three forms up towards Avenue de la Grande-Armée. [1951-LOG]
Janvier drove M to Manuel Palmari's. They drove up the Champs-Élysées, around the Arc de Triomphe, down Avenue MacMahon, to turn left into Rue des Acacias. The district was bourgeois and peaceful. [1964-DEF]
Mâcon . At the far end of the canal, beyond the Langres plateau, the Saône, Chalon-sur-Saône, Mâcon, Lyon... [1930-PRO]
Jef van Houtte said they had taken on some wine at Mâcon and were unloading it at Quai de la Rapée, when his wife's father, Louis Willems, fell in the Seine and drowned. [1962-CLO]
Oscar Chabut's first job was for a wine-grower from Mâcon, with a branch office in Paris. [1969-VIN]
Macoulet, Victor. Victor Macoulet was the husband of the concierge at Manuel Mori's building. On duty at night, he was a drunk, slept there on a camp bed. Might be found at the Square La Bruyère or the Place Saint-Georges. Born near Arras. [1971-IND]
Madame Bovary . The books on the shelves certainly belonged to Gaston Meurant: Tolstoy's War and Peace, 18 bound volumes of The History of the Consulate and the Empire, Madame Bovary, a work on wild animals, History of the Religions of the World... [1959-ASS]
Madeleine. The Madeleine must have gone to La Chaussée, where the skipper's brother-in-law kept a pub, the lock-keeper Désiré thought. [1930-PRO]
Madeleine .
[The Madeleine, (the church of St. Mary Magdelene), built in the style of a classical temple, begun by Napoleon I in 1806. The culmination of the broad Rue Royale, starting point of Boulevard Malesherbes and the Grands Boulevards. 354 x 141 ft., surrounded by majestic Corinthian columns. Relief in the pediment by Lemaire (restored in 1904) represents the Last Judgment.]
For horizon, the columns of the Madeleine, from the Taverne Royale. [1931-GUI]
In Raymond Couchet's wallet were two tickets for a theater near the Madeleine, where he was to have gone with Nine Moinard that evening. [1931-OMB]
Valentine Besson had lunch in a restaurant in the Rue Duphot, did some shopping near the Madeleine. [1949-DAM]
The proprietress of the boarding house Maria Van Aerts had lived in said she'd bought practical jokes at a store near the Madeleine. [1951-GRA]
M had always had a special affection for the section of the Grands Boulevards between Place de la République and Rue Montmartre..... Further on, approaching the Opéra [Avenue de l'Opéra] and the Madeleine, the boulevards were more spacious and elegant. [1952-BAN]
It was near 9:00 when M reached the Boulevard Voltaire, where a car was waiting for him. It looked like one tourists hired by the day from a garage near the Madeleine or the Opéra. [1955-TEN]
David Ward had given the taxi driver the address of a restaurant near the Madeleine. [1957-VOY]
Léontine Faverges had begun to hang around the cafés on Rue Royale and the boardinghouses around the Madeleine, before setting herself up on the Rue Manuel. [1959-ASS]
M could not imagine young Joséphine Papet, with her well-bred air, loitering around the Madeleine or the Champs-Élysées. [1968-ENF]
Once Gilbert Pigou had seen his wife with a man near the Madeleine. [1969-VIN]
Madeleine. Berthe said Madeleine, the girl in the photo, had been her friend, but she'd gotten married. [1937-38-BER]
Inspector Louis might say to a bartender, "I didn't know Francis was back from Toulon." "He was with Madeleine, his old girl friend. [1971-IND]
Madeleine-Bastille line .
[Madeleine-Bastille, E. — I° De la Madeleine à la Porte-St-Martin; 2° de la Porte-St-Denis à la Bastille. (listing in early 20th C. autobus guide to Paris).]
There were the same open-platform buses when M first arrived in Paris nearly 40 years before, and then he had never tired of riding up and down the main boulevards on the Madeleine-Bastille line. [1966-VOL]
Madeleine, Boulevard de la . Berthe Janiveau, Joseph Mascouvin's foster sister, was a stenographer at a travel agency Boulevard de la Madeleine, but took the métro another four stops that morning to Châtelet, to see M in the Palais de Justice. [1941-SIG]
Mme. Blanche looked about 50, but was over 60. Small and plump. When M had first known her, 30 years earlier, she was still on the streets, around the Boulevard de la Madeleine, very pretty with gentle manners. Later she had taken over the management of an apartment on the Rue Notre-Dame-de-Lorette, where a large number of pretty girls were always to be found. [1969-VIN]
Madeleine Dubois. see: Dubois, Madeleine
Madeleine Lalande. see: Lalande, Madeleine
Madeleine, Place de la . In the room were a dozen or more American newspapers, only to be found on the Place de l'Opéra or the Place de la Madeleine. [1951-LOG]
Adrien Josset sent an errand boy to a shop in the Madeleine, to buy to lobster, Russian salad, fruit... [1959-CON]
When M had last met Léon Florentin, by chance in the Place de la Madeleine, 20 years earlier, he'd introduced him to his wife Monique. [1968-ENF]
Madeleine Theater . There'd been a gala performance at the Madeleine Theatre that night, the 100th performance of some play. Dr. Paul, Parisian to the core, was sure to have been there. [1946-MAL]
Adrien Josset and his wife had gone to the premierre of Témoins at the Théâtre de la Madeleine the night before, then ate at a nightclub on Place Pigalle. [1959-CON]
That evening Mme. Francine Josselin and her daughter, Véronique Fabre, had gone to the Madeleine theater. [1961-BRA]
Mad Justin. see: Justin, Mad
Mado. A special delivery letter with a woman's writing and "Very Urgent" had arrived. It asked him to come to the Hôtel de Bretagne, Rue Richier, almost opposite the Folies-Bergère, room 47. Probably signed Mado. [1951-LOG]
Mado Feinstein. see: Feinstein, Mado
Madok, Serge. The rooms at the Hôtel du Lion d'Or were rented in the name Serge Madok. His papers showed him to be a Czech, and the hotel keeper said they spoke a language he couldn't understand, which wasn't Polish. [1947-MOR]
Madrid . Pietr had been arrested twice, once at Wiesbaden, for fraud of half a million marks from a Munich wholesaler, once at Madrid, similarly, with a prominent member of Spanish court society. [1929-30-LET]
During WWI Isabelle de V-- sent her letters by way of the French Embassy in Madrid. [1960-VIE]
Madrid, Avenue du . M went to the apartment on Avenue du Madrid, near the Bois de Boulogne, to Justin Colleboeuf's, in Neuilly. [1939-MAJ]
Madwoman. Clémentine Pholien, of Rue Lamarck, nicknamed "the Madwoman". Had been coming two or three times a week for months to the Quai des Orfèvres, sat in the waiting room knitting, waiting for "M to send for her when he needed her". A slight, graceful woman, had been running a notions shop in Montmartre, deriving a comfortable income from it. [1962-CLI]
Maestricht . News had just come in to the Café des Mariniers from Ponts-et-Chaussées that the river was open down to Maestricht. [1932-FLA]
Théodore Aerts had been notified of his father's death while passing through Maestricht, in Holland. [1936-PEN]
Mafia. Dufour asked M if the Mafia wasn't responsible for the North Star business. [1929-30-LET]
Ephraim Graphopoulos acted as if he were afraid, like of the Mafia, or a band of international spies... There are any number of Greeks in the world of spying. [1931-GAI]
Magasins Généraux . On the other side of the river was the rectangular outline of the vast concrete buildings of the Magasins Généraux. and two cargo boats, from London and Amsterdam. [1933-ECL]
Magazine des Familles. On the shelf at Marcel Basso's were bound volumes of the Magazine des Familles going back 50 years. [1931-GUI]
Magellan, Rue . Farther back, in Rue Magellan, was a bar, the kind frequented by chauffeurs in rich quarters. [1957-VOY]
Magenta, Boulevard de . Louise Laboine had been working in a shop in the Boulevard de Magenta. [1954-JEU]
Maggie Wallach. see: Wallach, Maggie
Magine, Gaston. Gaston Magine was the cashier at Couvreur et Bellechasse where Maurice Tremblet was supposed to work as cashier. [1946-PAU]
Magistrate's Court. M said he was going up to the Magistrate's Court [Parquet; Public Prosecutor]. [1972-CHA]
Magnin. M and Lapointe went to Hôtel-Dieu, where Dr. Magnin was taking care of Doc (François Keller).... Mme. Keller said she knew Dr. Magnin well, he'd often visited her. [1962-CLO]
Magnin, Albert. Émilie Thouret's brother-in-law, Albert Magnin, Jeanne Magnin's husband, the railroad inspector. [1952-BAN]
Magnin, Jeanne. Émilie Thouret's sister, Jeanne, was a few years younger. Lived a few block away. Husband Albert Magnin was a railroad inspector. [1952-BAN]
Magrin . Sergeant Depoil called Divisional Superintendent Magrin (Mangrin in Eng. tr.) to tell him of the find of the man's arm. [1955-COR]
Maguy. Young Mlle Maguy, a reporter for one of the morning papers arrived. [1955-TEN]
Maharajah. Boutigues pointed out a villa that belonged to a Maharajah. [1932-LIB]
Mahossier. M received an anonymous phone call with a tip: "Mahossier."; went through the list of 11 in the Paris phone book: A florist in Passy, divorced from her husband five years ago. A Secretarial College on Boulevard Voltaire. A Doctor, office Place des Vosges. And the Louis Mahossier Painting and Decorating firm, eventually leading to the murderer, Louis Mahossier. [1971-SEU]
Mahossier, Louis. Painting and Decorating firm, Avenue Trudaine, Montmartre. Mahossier had left for his house in La Baule, the "Umbrella Pines" which he'd had for ten years, the day before, for three or four weeks. His apartment was in Rue de Rue de Turbigo, near Les Halles. Tall, slim, 50-ish, greying at the temples. Wife much younger, 40s. Born in Belleville, illegitimate. He killed Marcel Vivien when he ran across him by chance, in revenge for the killing of Nina Lassave, the love of his life, twenty years earlier. [1971-SEU]
Maigret. M called Marchand, the General Secretary of the Folies-Bergère. Marchand had a friend called Maigret, a count. [1947-MOR]
Maigret, Évariste. M went to the grave of his father, Évariste Maigret. [1932-FIA]
Évariste Maigret had been bailiff for the local landowner, and one day he bought cattle from Louis Fumal, although he'd long avoided doing so. M, about 8, had been home from school with the mumps. His mother was still alive. Fumal had left some money for him after the deal, and he'd been furious. His name was never mentioned in the house again, and Fumal had apparently tried to make the Comte de Saint-Fiacre suspicious of him. [1956-ECH]
Maigret, Henriette. Mme M. Don't you think it's odd, Maigret, she said, for she always addressed her husband by his surname. After 20 years of marriage, they were bickering gently.... M called out, "Henriette, come and look" for the stranger was in the square. [1937-38-AMO]
Maigrette. Michael Ozep always pronounced M's name as if it were Maigrette. [1937-38-STA]
Maillant, Marcelle. Mirella Jonker's maiden name was Marcelle Maillant, not Mireille as M had thought. [1963-FAN]
Maillefer . Local Police Superintendent who had visited the scene of Nina Lassave's murder with a Constable Patou. [1971-SEU]
Maillot, Porte . M told them to watch the entrances of Paris, especially Porte Maillot for the yellow touring car. [1932-POR]
The owner of the car was no longer R Daubois, as he'd sold it a week earlier to a garage in the Porte Maillot. [1937-38-NOY]
Octave Le Cloaguen had walked as far as Bois de Boulogne, coming back by way of Porte Maillot. [1941-SIG]
Félicie said she'd changed trains six times to shake the tall man with red hair. M thought it must have been Janvier, who'd got on her track as soon as the mechanic set her down at Porte Maillot. [1942-FEL]
M had been tramping around the narrow area defined by the Étoile, Place des Ternes, and the Porte Maillot. [1948-PRE]
The car belonged to a garage at the Porte Maillot. It had been rented to an American, Bill Larner, living at the Hôtel Wagram, Avenue de Wagram. [1951-LOG]
M. Kaplan, the owner of Kaplan et Zanin, which had gone out of business three years earlier, lived in Rue des Acacias, near Porte Maillot. [1952-BAN]
On the Avenue de la Grande-Armée Jean-Charles Gaillard had gone into the Garage Moderne, near the Porte Maillot. [1962-COL]
Jean Destouches lived on the third floor left at Aline's. physical training instructor at a gymnasium at Porte Maillot . Had moved in last year. Single, many girl friends. [1965-PAT]
Joséphine Papet had told Jean-Luc Bodard that Léon Florentin had wanted her to invest in a bar or small restaurant somewhere near Porte Maillot. [1968-ENF]
Maine, Avenue de . M hesitated between heading for the Lion de Belfort and going down Avenue de Maine in the direction of the Gare Montparnasse. [1957-SCR]
Mainz . Johann Radek, 25, born at Brünn, Czechoslovakia, father unknown. Had lived in Berlin, Mainz, Bonn, Turin, Hamburg. [1930-31-TET]
Mairie, Place de la . [Étretat] In the Place de la Mairie M read: Pâtisserie Maurin, formerly Maison Seuret. [1949-DAM]
Maison. M had suddenly taken on again, in spite of himself, the tone of the "Maison", the Quai des Orfèvres. [1938-OWE]
Maison Harris . The shop wasn't far from the Place Vendôme. A narrow window with practically nothing on display. Inside it looked more like a drawing room than a shop. [1957-SCR]
Maison Pincemail . The company Antoine Cristin worked for as a messenger. [1955-COR]
Maisons-Alfort. The Pardons' daughter Alice Bruart and her husband had to go home to Maisons-Alfort. [1959-CON]
Maisons-Lafitte . Dédé said tomorrow he'd drive around Maisons-Lafitte, where he'd left Lucile. [1948-PRE]
Bill Larner had once telephoned Adrienne Laur from the Maisons-Lafitte.... Loris introducted Baron to Bob, a jockey who'd lived in Los Angeles for a long time, but wasn't American. Lived in the Maisons-Lafitte.... M had no right to operate around Maisons-Lafitte, which was outside his jurisdiction. He should have referred the case to the Rue des Saussaies, who would have sent the men of the Sûreté, or he'd have had to call in the police of Seine-et-Oise. [1951-LOG]
Stuart Wilton owned another house at Auteuil, and the Château de Besse, near Maisons-Lafitte. [1961-PAR]
Henri Legendre was an industrialist, commuted between Paris and Rouen. Marie-France Legendre was his second wife, 15 years younger than he. They had a place at Maisons-Lafitte, where they had regular weekend parties. [1969-VIN]
Maison Seuret . [Étretat] In the Place de la Mairie M read: Pâtisserie Maurin, formerly Maison Seuret. [1949-DAM]
Maistre, Rue de . Marcel Moncin, 32, married 12 years. Born at the corner of Rue Caulaincourt and Rue de Maistre.... Lognon called from the Rue de Maistre. [1955-TEN]
The Police Station in the Rue de Maistre, Montmartre, had located Émile Lentin, in a bistro near the Place Clichy [Place de Clichy]. [1956-ECH]
Majestic . M hailed a taxi from the Gare du Nord to the Majestic Hotel. The Champs-Élysées looked like a deserted racetrack. Pietr had just checked into room 17.... M's presence invariably carried a suggestion of hostility. ... Pietr joined Mr. and Mrs. Mortimer-Levingston for dinner at the Majestic.... Pietr had registered under the name Oswald Oppenheim, ship-owner, Bremen, at the Majestic. [1929-30-LET]
Prosper Donge turned up Rue de Berri, then Rue de Ponthieu. A small café was open. Two houses further along, a door passers-by never noticed, the service entrance of the hotel, the Majestic.... M was using a bicycle he'd borrowed from the bellboy of the Majestic, which was too small for him. [1939-MAJ]
Philippe Jave sometimes walked along the Croisette [Boulevard de la Croisette] in Cannes, where he usually took his apéritif at the bar of the Majestic. [1956-AMU]
Majewski. It had happened between two Poles, in a hovel near the Porte d'Italie. A laborer who spoke bad French, a wretched puny man called Stéphane, with an unpronouncable last name, lived there with a woman and four small children. The woman was the wife of Majewski, who'd been a farm laborer on farms in the north. The two eldest children were Majewski's. Stéphane said Majewski had given him his wife... sold her to him. Majewski had come back, and during the night Stéphane had stabbed him and the wife. [1961-BRA]
Majorca . Francine Lange was on holiday in Majorca when her sister was murdered. [1967-VIC]
Major Howard. see: Howard, Major
Major, The. see: Bellam, Major
Maki. A scuptor friend of François Ricain's, who lived in the same block. [1966-VOL]
Malay. M got a letter from Padailhan, the Inspector of Taxes at Nevers. Ten years in Indo-China. There he knew Émile Gallet. Had arranged a mock marriage with a Malay girl. The idea came from the tax inspector, who'd read a book of Stevenson's about natives in the Pacific, with a similar fake marriage, to get a wild native girl. [1930-GAL]
Malaya . Dr. Armand Barion said the method used to kill Olga Boulanger was well-known in Maylaya and New Hebrides. [1936-LUN]
Malesherbes . M could see the Malesherbes métro station entrance at the junction with the Avenue de Villiers, and Lapointe returning with long, brisk strides, after taking Anne-Marie Boutin there. [1969-VIN]
Malesherbes, Boulevard . At the Boulevard Malesherbes M asked James if Feinstein had really never asked him for money. [1931-GUI]
Georges Bompard had been employed by a music publisher's in the Boulevard Malesherbes. [1937-38-ETO]
It wasn't worthwhile going back to the Quai des Orfèvres, so M sauntered up the Boulevard Malesherbes and Rue de Miromesnil. [1941-SIG]
Maleski. A couple from Grenoble, the Maleskis, rented the largest of the three bedrooms on the upper floor at Les Iris. He was an engineer. [1967-VIC]
Malik, Aimée. Aimée Malik, Charles Malik's wife, the younger of the Bernadette Amorelle's daughters. [1945-FAC]
Malik, Charles. Bernadette Amorelle's son-in-law.... Ernest Malik's younger brother by three years. Lived with his wife and mother-in-law summers at Orsenne, in the house Old Amorelle had bought some 40 years ago from a financial baron of the Second Empire. Both brothers had married the Amorelle sisters. [1945-FAC]
Malik, Ernest. Ernest Malik called M "Jules", to his annoyance. They had been at the lycée at Moulins together. They had called him "The Tax Collector". His father had held that post in Moulins.... Ernest Malik married Amorelle's daughter Laurence Amorelle, shortly after Roger Campois' suicide. Sent for his brother Charles Malik, who married the second daughter, Aimé Amorelle. [1945-FAC]
Malik, Georges-Henry. Ernest Malik's younger son, 16, had just failed his bachot. [1945-FAC]
Malik, Jean-Claude. Ernest Malik's elder son, 19 or 20. [1945-FAC]
Malik, Laurence. Ernest Malik's wife. Laurence Malik had been engaged to Désiré Campois' son, Roger Campois. [1945-FAC]
Malik, Monita. Bernadette Amorelle's grand-daughter, nominally Charles Malik's daughter, but actually the daughter of his brother, Ernest Malik, would have been 18, but had drowned herself the week before. [1945-FAC]
Mallet. Mallet had a big river transport business. Office on the Quai Voltaire. Had a villa on the other side of the river from the Pretty Pigeon. [1941-SIG]
Malletier, Hortense. M received an anonymous letter suggesting he visit the "filty abortionist" Hortense Malletier, on the Rue Lepic, where Annette Duché had gone with Adrien Josset. 4th floor of an old building near the Moulin de la Galette. Over sixty, suffered from dropsy. When they'd gone, Adrien had left his car on the Boulevard de Clichy, and they'd walked over to Rue Lepic. [1959-CON]
Malou. The other girl, Malou, lived on the Rue de Berry. [1957-VOY]
Malterre. On a sheet of paper Lucile Duffieux had written her raffle sales records, 1 book apiece to: Malterre, Jongen, Mathis, Bellamy. [1947-VAC]
Malterre, Oscar. President of the State Council. 65. Had been a member of successive cabinets since he was 40. Father had been a mayor, one of his brothers a deputy, another a colonial governor. [1954-MIN]
Mamin et Delvoye . Robert Bureau's father worked at Mamin et Delvoye in Saint-Amand-Mont-Rond, a big printing firm. [1969-TUE]
Manceau. Colombani would go to the Gare du Nord to get the little girl coming in, the survivor of the Manceau farm attack. [1947-MOR]
Manchester . Alfred Moss had been arrested in Manchester, Brussels, Amsterdam, Paris. [1949-MME]
John Arnold said that David Ward's father had owned Ward Wire Mills, one of the biggest wire milles in Manchester, founded by his grandfather. [1957-VOY]
Mirella Jonker was born in the south of France, and had married an Englishman, Herbert Muir, of Manchester, a manufacturer of ball bearings. [1963-FAN]
Manchuria . The latest news was written out in blue pencil on long strips of paper in the windows of the Journal de Moulins. "Manchuria. The Havas Agency reports that..." [1932-FIA]
Mandille, Bob. Proprieter of the Old Wine Press. About M's age. Had been a movie stunt man, parachuting over the Place de la Concorde and landing near the Obelisk. [1966-VOL]
Manessi. M called Manessi, a licensed appraiser, who frequently appeared in courts as an expert witness. [1963-FAN]
Manet . Manessi said Norris Jonker grew up surrounded by Van Goghs, Pissaros, Manets and Renoirs.... Norris Jonker said he had a Chirico which had been smuggled across the Italian border, and a Manet which came from Russia. [1963-FAN]
Mangeot . Old Mangeot was the best man to listen to the tapes. Almost 40 years of service. Sad-faced, soft-featured, no sparkle in his eyes. [1969-TUE]
Mangrin . Sergeant Depoil called Divisional Superintendent Magrin (Mangrin in Eng. tr.) to tell him of the find of the man's arm. [1955-COR]
Manhattan . The dense fog was turning milky, the lights beginning to pale in the concrete pyramid Manhattan offered for view. [1946-NEW]
Manhattan Bar . As they were crossing the Rue Royale, returning to headquarters, M changed his mind, and told the driver to go to the Rue des Capucines, Manhattan Bar. [1951-LOG]
Manicle . Lucas called that Superintendent Manicle of the 14th had a murder in a small private house in the Avenue du Parc-Montsouris, a Lebanese named Félix Nahour. The charwoman had found the body.... Manicle was a small thin man with a mustache, whom M had known for over 20 years. [1966-NAH]
Manière, Chez. see: Chez Manière
Manière's . Lognon was calling M from Manière's, a brasserie in the Rue Caulaincourt. [1946-MAL]
Manila. A cigar butt of Manila tobacco had been found in the house.... Oosting chose a cigar from a box, a Manila black as coal. [1931-HOL]
Ernest Malik had had several boxes of cigars brought out, Havanas and Manilas. [1945-FAC]
manille. Those at the Grand Café played manille. [1938-CEU]
Jules said Baboeuf had dealt the card, auction manille. [1969-TUE]
Maniu . M reached Inspector Maniu at the Bureau of Missing Persons to give Octave Le Cloaguen's description. [1941-SIG]
Mansart, Rue . Police-Constable Jullian had noted a De Dion Bouton in the Rue Mansart outside No. 28. After ten minutes it drove off towards the Rue Blanche. [1948-PRE]
Mans, Le . see: Le Mans
Mansuy . Only the Chief of Police, M. Mansuy, went to the trouble of shaking hands with M.... Chief-Inspector Mansuy was a little red-haired man, with a genteel, even, timid manner.... M was surprised to see Mansuy's cheeks covered with stiff bristles like couch-grass, a darker red than his hair. [1947-VAC]
Mansuy, Raoul. M spoke to Raoul Mansuy at the Cochin hospital about Étienne Gouin's schedule that night. [1953-TRO]
Mantes . 1,000-franc notes had been found floating in the Seine at the Bougival lock the day after the murder. Some were found at Mantes as well. Edgar Martin had thrown the stolen money into the Seine. [1931-OMB]
Mantes-la-Jolie . Paul Martin borrowed a car and took his family to the country. They had lunch at a reverside inn near Mantes-la-Jolie. He drank to much, and got into an accident near the Bougival bridge, in which his wife was killed instantly. [1950-NOE]
Mlle. Poré said she'd seen Jeanine Armenieu once at Gare Saint-Lazare, when she was going to Mantes-la-Jolie for the day. [1954-JEU]
Jef van Houtte said they were planning to get to Mantes before sunset. M said fine and stayed on board.... The barge arrived at Mantes-la-Jolie. [1962-CLO]
Manu. Mme. Manu worked at René Josselin's as a cleaning woman.... Mme.Manu had a 24-year-old grandson who was more demanding than a husband and got angry when she returned late. [1961-BRA]
Manuel Mori. see: Mori, Manuel
Manuel Palmari. see: Palmari, Manuel
Manuel, Rue . M testified that there had been a crime on the Rue Manuel, not far from the Rue des Martyrs. A quiet street, middle-class, with little activity, runs into the bottom of Rue des Martyrs. No. 27a is almost halfway along the street. The concierge's lodge was not on the ground floor, but the one above. [1959-ASS]
Maquille. Among the reporters was Maquille, who, despite his cherubic face and being just 20, was one of the keenest men on the Paris press. [1966-NAH]
Marais . During the past 10 years or so it had become popular for very wealthy people to buy an old house in the Marais - in the Rue des Francs-Bourgeois, for example, and restore it. [1961-PAR]
M said there were no more than 50 diamond cutters in Paris, all living in the Marais, near Rue des Francs-Bourgeois .... In Antwerp, when the diamond cutters retreated before the German advance, they were all directed to Royan and then to the US. Some of them came back to Paris, the Marais and Saint-Antoine. They're almost all Jews. [1965-PAT]
Marais, Le . The bus was at the corner of Rue Rambuteau, not far from Les Halles, when François Ricain, who had just stolen M's wallet, jumped off, and was soon lost in the Rue des Blancs-Manteaux. He had time to lose himself in the narrow streets of Le Marais. [1966-VOL]
Marais, Rue des . Vivier gave M Mlle. Motte's address, in the Rue des Francs-Bourgeois. It was in the Marais district, with a few historic houses, mainly small artisans, from Poland, Hungary or Lithuania. [1964-DEF]
Marans . M called the Auberge du Pont du Brault. They'd seen Marcel Airaud, who'd stopped there, and gone toward Marans. A canal ran from the far end of the bay to Marans, which was about 10 km inland, to Pont du Brault, virtually uninhabited. [1940-JUG]
Mme. Chabot reminded M of a girl with a squint he'd met once at Julien Chabots', who'd married a man from Marans in the cheese business. They'd had three children, and then she'd come down with TB. [1953-PEU]
Marathieu . Breuker's assistant, Assistant-Superintendent Marathieu answered at Orly. [1966-NAH]
Marbeuf, Rue . Véronique Lachaume worked at the Amazone, around the corner in the Rue Marbeuf. [1958-TEM]
Stuart Wilton's son usually got gas from the pump on the Rue Marbeuf. [1961-PAR]
Aline was carrying a bag with the name of a lingerie shop on the Lido, and another from a shop on the Rue Marbeuf. [1964-DEF]
Nora said she'd had a drink at Jean's in the Rue Marbeuf. [1966-VOL]
Marcadet, Rue . Marcel Vivien's daughter, Odette Delaveau, lived at 12, Rue Marcadet, 2nd floor, around the corner from her mother on Rue Caulaincourt. "Everything is right around the corner in Montmartre." [1971-SEU]
Marceau, Avenue . Countess Louise Paverini's suitcases came from a celebrated trunkmaker's on Avenue Marceau.... Genévrier, told Jules to have the operator call Dr. Frère, that it was urgent... Nearby, in his apartment on Avenue Marceau, Dr. Frère dressed hurriedly. [1957-VOY]
Josset & Virieu offices were on Avenue Marceau. Laboratories at Saint-Mondé, and in Switzerland and Belgium. [1959-CON]
Marcel . Feinstein, a hosier with a shop in the Grands Boulevards, introduced himself to M. Said he traded under the name Marcel. [1931-GUI]
Marcel. Fernande said the men were playing belote - Belote! Rebelote! You, Pierre. Passe! repasse. You, Marcel. [1934-MAI]
The desk clerk at the Hôtel des Ambassadeurs. [1967-VIC]
Marcel-Joseph-Étienne Pacaud. see: Marcellin
Marcel Airaud. see: Airaud, Marcel
Marcel Basso. see: Basso, Marcel
Marcel Caune. see: Caune, Marcel
Marcel Landry. see: Landry, Marcel
Marcelle. Jean Lenoir started to tell M about Marcelle when his lawyer came into the cell. [1931-GUI]
Mme. Leroy said her husband's sister-in-law was called Marcelle, but died in childbirth at Issoudun. [1945-PIP]
Mme. Marcelle was the concierge at the Rue de Ponthieu where Jeanine Armenieu and Louise Laboine had lived for two years. Two girls who danced at the Lido lived there now, and a manicurist at the Claridge. Her husband was a head waiter in a restaurant in the Place des Ternes. [1954-JEU]
Marcel, Le Grand. see: Le Grand Marcel
Marcelle Lachaume. see: Lachaume, Marcelle
Marcelle Luquet. see: Luquet, Marcelle
Marcelle Maillant. see: Maillant, Marcelle
Marcelle Mazeron. see: Mazeron, Marcelle
Marcel Lenoir. see: Lenoir, Marcel
Marcelle Vanier. see: Vanier, Marcelle
Marcellin. Actually Marcel(-Joseph-Étienne) Pacaud, fisherman who had lived on his boat in Porquerolles for several years under the name Marcellin, shot to death the night he claimed to be a friend of M's. He had an old letter from M on the letterhead of the Brasserie des Ternes. M traveled to Porquerolles with Inspector Pyke to investigate the murder. (In theory, M. didn't operate outside Paris and the department of the Seine, but he went at the request of his chief.). Marcellin was a popular figure on the island, more of a tramp than a fisherman. In summer he took tourists out fishing round the islands, in winter did nothing. His boat, a local craft, pointed at both ends, about 18 feet long. dirty, deck in disorder. No one believed Marcellin had been born in Le Havre - his accent was of a southerner. He sometimes traveled to "the continent" and tied up his boat at Giens, Saint-Tropez or Le Lavandou; drank white wine (never champagne); was a good bowls player. Because of the mistral, which had been blowing for days, he went to sleep in his hut that night, where he was found murdered the next morning, with several shots in the head, point blank, one in the shoulder, and hit in the face. No known enemies, nothing stolen, as he had nothing. His papers, army book, photo of a woman were all that were found. Born Le Havre, a seaman... in the recoreds file at age 35. file picture: thin, sickly-looking, black bruise below the rig |
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