The Methods of Maigret ( PDFDrive )

“She hasn’t left me for a second. I even had to go with her to the florist and,
behind the wake, as I was walking with her, I even looked as though I was part
of the family.”
“Did you take the bus to get to Giens from Hyères?”
“The only thing I could do was to ask her to come with me in my car.
Everything going all right on the island?”
“Everything is all right.”
When he came back on to the terrace Maigret found the dentist sitting beside
Mr. Pyke and apparently waiting to share the bottle of wine.
Philippe de Moricourt, a pile of newspapers under his arm, was hesitating
whether to come into the Arche.
Monsieur Émile, with cautious steps, was heading toward his villa where old
Justine would be waiting for him, and, like every other day, the smell of
bouillabaisse floated out from the kitchen.