Il na (TM)A(c)tait que neuf heures du matin et il faisait dA(c)jA chaud. Maigret, qui avait tombA(c) la veste, dA(c)pouillait paresseusement son courrier en jetant parfois un coup da (TM)oeil par la fenAatre, et le feuillage des arbres du quai des OrfA]vres na (TM)avait pas un frA(c)missement, la Seine A(c)tait plate et lisse comme de la soie. On A(c)tait en aoAt. Lucas, Lapointe et une bonne moitiA(c) des inspecteurs A(c)taient en vacances. Janvier et Torrence avaient pris les leurs en juillet et Maigret comptait passer une bonne partie de septembre dans sa maison de Meung-sur-Loire qui...

Maigret bA illa, poussa les papiers vers le bout du bureau. a - Signez Aa, les enfants, et vous pourrez aller vous coucher. Les A enfants A A(c)taient probablement les trois gaillards les plus durs A cuire qui fussent passA(c)s par la P. J. depuis un an. La (TM)un da (TM)eux, celui qua (TM)on appelait DA(c)dA(c), avait la (TM)aspect da (TM)un gorille, et le plus fluet, qui avait un A-il au beurre noir, aurait pu gagner sa vie comme lutteur forain. Janvier leur passait les papiers, une plume, et, maintenant qua (TM)ils venaient enfin de lA cher le morceau, ils ne se donnaient plus la peine de...

The fourth book in the new Penguin Maigret series: Georges Simenon's tragic tale of lost identity, in a gripping new translation by David Coward.

What was the woman doing here? In a stable, wearing pearl earrings, her stylish bracelet and white buckskin shoes She must have been alive when she got there because the crime had been committed after ten in the evening. But how? And why? And no one had heard a thing She had not screamed. The two carters had not woken up.

Inspector Maigret is standing in the pouring rain by a canal. A well-dressed woman, Mary Lampson, has been found...

The fifth book in the new Penguin Maigret series: Georges Simenon's gripping tale of small town suspicion and revenge, in Linda Asher's timeless translation.

There was an exaggerated humility about her. Her cowed eyes, her way of gliding noiselessly about without bumping into things, of quivering nervously at the slight-est word, were the very image of a scullery maid accustomed to hardship. And yet he sensed, beneath that image, glints of pride held firmly in check. She was anaemic. Her flat chest was not formed to rouse desire. Nevertheless, she was strangely appealing, perhaps because...

A new translation of Georges Simenon's sensational tale of deceit and back-stabbing in an isolated community, book six in the new Penguin Maigret series.

'She came forward, the outlines of her figure blurred in the half-light. She came forward like a film star, or rather like the ideal woman in an adolescent's dream. 'I gather you wish to talk to me, Inspector . . . but first of all please sit down . . .' Her accent was more pronounced than Carl's. Her voice sang, dropping on the last syllable of the longer words.'

Maigret has been interrogating Carl Andersen for seventeen hours...

Three vintage Maigret novels by legendary mystery author Georges Simenon

One of the world 's most successful crime writers, Georges Simenon has thrilled mystery lovers since 1931 with his matchless creation Inspector Maigret. In My Friend Maigret, Inspector Maigret investigates the murder of a small- time crook on a Mediterranean island. Told in Simenon's spare, unsentimental prose, Inspector Cadaver is a haunting exploration of provincial hypocrisy and snobbery, in which Maigret encounters a rival sleuth from his past. In Maigret and the Man on the Boulevard,...