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92 MAINLY MAIGRET that practically all the traffic in those parts consists of camelcaravans." " What? Ain't there no railway? " Baron seemed surprised. " Not yet. The plans have been drawn up, but that's as far as they have got. Only imagine the distances to cover! We reckon them in thousands of miles in our part of Europe." Really Baron was now the only one to display much interest in Elic's chatter. He may have been a trifle puzzled by the reserved attitude of die others, but it wasn't marked enough for him to comment on it. Elie, on the other hand, was more loquacious than ever. He had got over his cold and stiff neck, ate heartily, and went on having, unlike the other lodgers, a full-length dinner every night. Indeed, he had never seemed in better form. On the first night everybody had eyed him curiously as he piled his plate with meat and vegetables, while the others were content with bread and butter. But he seemed quite unconscious of their scrutiny. Noticing a plate of cheese in front of Baron, he asked politely: " That Roquefort looks excellent. Would you mind passing it? " Antoinette, however, seemed to have lost her appetite completely, and her father was quite perturbed. " You're not looking at all fit, my dear. I've never seen your face so peaked. I suppose it's something to do with your age. Growing pains, most likely. But that's all the more reason to eat well." Elie promptly put in a remark. " Yes, my sister got like 'that when she was Antoinette's age. In fact, we were afraid of losing her, and Mother packed her off to Greece for a change of air. Ever been in Greece? " " It's just thoughtlessness," Madame Baron whispered to Moise. " He don't seem to realize *. ." Earlier in the day he had told her in a quite matter-of-fact tone: " You know, you needn't worry, Madame Baron, about the money I owe you. I've written to my sister, and it should be here in a week's time." She had thought it wiser not to reply, and busied herself with her cooking. But when she noticed him picking up the bag of mussels she had brought that morning, and opening a drawer to get a knife, she couldn't help remarking: " What ever are you up to? " " Oh, I'm going to give you a hand at trimming these mussels."

THE LODGER 93 " Please don't bother, Monsieur Elie." " It's not the least bother. I like doing it." He was constantly in the kitchen. Sometimes she managed to get him out of it, but he nearly always came back in a few minutes, on some pretext or other. " Look here, I've got to wash die floor," she would say. " Please go to your room." He thought up another trick; he left his bedroom door ajar, and no one could enter or leave the house without being hailed by him. " Hullo, Valesco! Come and warm your hands for a moment. Madame Baron wants the kitchen to herself just now. A cigarette? .. . You see how right I was! There's not a word about me in file papers today." He was always the first to read them, and would even snatch Baron's Gaiette from his hand when he was settling down to read it. " May I have just a peep? . . . Thanks so much." When satisfied that there was no reference to himself, he handed the paper back, with a wink to the others round the table and a murmured " All's well! " In a flutter of anxiety Madame Baron watched her husband's face, but he never seemed to notice anything odd in Ehe's conduct. All of them did their best to avoid being buttonholed by Elie on their way through the hall, or at the kitchen door—but there was no escaping him. Time and again Madame Baron begged him to remain in his room and keep the door shut. " But I'd so much rather be with you! " he would reply. And she never could summon up the courage to tell him frankly that his presence made her feel uncomfortable. It had the same effect on everyone in the house, with the exception of Baron, who still had no suspicion of any kind. The others, when they wanted to discuss the situation, were reduced to taking refuge in the attics or on the first-floor landing. Even so, Elie, who had sharp ears, would say the moment they came down: " Been talking about me, haven't you? " " Don't be silly! Do you imagine we've nothing else to talk about?" " I'm certain that was it. But you've no reason to feel anxious. In a few days' time they'll have forgotten all about me, and I shall make a move. And, of course, once I'm back at home, I'll send you all nice souvenirs." He seemed to have completely forgotten that humiliating scene

92 MAINLY MAIGRET<br />

that practically all the traffic in those parts consists of camelcaravans."<br />

" What? Ain't there no railway? " Baron seemed surprised.<br />

" Not yet. The plans have been drawn up, but that's as far as they<br />

have got. Only imagine the distances to cover! We reckon them in<br />

thousands of miles in our part of Europe."<br />

Really Baron was now the only one to display much interest in<br />

Elic's chatter. He may have been a trifle puzzled by the reserved<br />

attitude of die others, but it wasn't marked enough for him to<br />

comment on it.<br />

Elie, on the other hand, was more loquacious than ever. He had<br />

got over his cold and stiff neck, ate heartily, and went on having,<br />

unlike the other lodgers, a full-length dinner every night. Indeed,<br />

he had never seemed in better form.<br />

On the first night everybody had eyed him curiously as he piled<br />

his plate with meat and vegetables, while the others were content<br />

with bread and butter. But he seemed quite unconscious of their<br />

scrutiny. Noticing a plate of cheese in front of Baron, he asked<br />

politely:<br />

" That Roquefort looks excellent. Would you mind passing it? "<br />

Antoinette, however, seemed to have lost her appetite completely,<br />

and her father was quite perturbed.<br />

" You're not looking at all fit, my dear. I've never seen your face<br />

so peaked. I suppose it's something to do with your age. Growing<br />

pains, most likely. But that's all the more reason to eat well."<br />

Elie promptly put in a remark.<br />

" Yes, my sister got like 'that when she was Antoinette's age.<br />

In fact, we were afraid of losing her, and Mother packed her off to<br />

Greece for a change of air. Ever been in Greece? "<br />

" It's just thoughtlessness," Madame Baron whispered to Moise.<br />

" He don't seem to realize *. ."<br />

Earlier in the day he had told her in a quite matter-of-fact tone:<br />

" You know, you needn't worry, Madame Baron, about the<br />

money I owe you. I've written to my sister, and it should be here<br />

in a week's time."<br />

She had thought it wiser not to reply, and busied herself with<br />

her cooking. But when she noticed him picking up the bag of<br />

mussels she had brought that morning, and opening a drawer to<br />

get a knife, she couldn't help remarking:<br />

" What ever are you up to? "<br />

" Oh, I'm going to give you a hand at trimming these mussels."

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