Maigret & His Dead Man
£6.99Inspector Maigret plunges into the murky Parisian underworld in book 29 of Penguin’s new ‘Maigret’ series.
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When I Was Old
£8.99Here in notebooks that were never intended for publication, Simenon reflects on his life in some of the most candid revelations ever written. He reflects on his past – his childhood in Liege, the wild parties in Paris and travels around the world – and also examines his motivations and his attitude to work.
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Maigrets Holiday
£6.99At what point in the day could the note have been slipped into his pocket, his left breast pocket? It was an ordinary sheet of glazed squared paper, probably torn out of an exercise book. The words were written in pencil, in a regular handwriting that looked to him like a woman’s. For pity’s sake, ask to see the patient in room 15. When Inspector Maigret’s wife falls ill on their seaside holiday, a visit to the hospital leads him on an unexpected quest to find justice for a young girl.
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Maigret In New York
£6.99He could still see him: short, thin, dressed almost too correctly. There was nothing special about his face. So what was it about him that had struck Maigret so forcefully? … Little John had cold eyes … Four or five times in his life, he had met people with cold eyes, those eyes that can stare at you without establishing any human contact, without giving any sense of the universal human need to communicate with one’s fellow man.
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Maigret Gets Angry
£6.99In this mystery, Inspector Maigret is tempted out of retirement by a case that invloves an old classmate.
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Felicie
£6.99Imperious, clever, mysterious: Maigret meets his match in the alluring form of Félicie in book twenty-five of the new Penguin ‘Maigret’ series. In his mind’s eye he would see that slim figure in the striking clothes, those wide eyes the colour of forget-me-not, the pert nose and especially the hat, that giddy, crimson bonnet perched on the top of her head with a bronze-green feather shaped like a blade stuck in it … Félicie had given him more trouble than all the ‘hard’ men who had been put behind bars.
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Signed Picpus
£6.99Maigret dismantles an intricate network of lies stretching from Paris to Nice in book twenty-three of the new Penguin Maigret series. Mechanically, he had put his pince-nez down on the blotter and looked at it there with his large, short-sighted eyes. It is at that moment that the strange thing happens. One of the lenses, acting as a mirror, reflected the criss-cross, hatched ink marks which had dried on the blotter and he could just make out a couple of words.
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Judges House
£6.99Exiled from Paris, Maigret discovers some disturbing secrets in a sleepy coastal town.
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Cellars Of The Majestic
£6.99Try to imagine a guest, a wealthy woman, staying at the Majestic with her husband, her son, a nurse and a governess – in a suite that costs more than a thousand francs a day. At six in the morning, she’s strangled, not in her room, but in the basement locker room. In all likelihood, that’s where the crime was committed. What was the woman doing in the basement? Who could have lured her down there, and how? Especially at an hour when people of that kind are usually still fast asleep.
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Lock No 1
£6.99Cars drove past along with the trucks and trams, but by now Maigret had realised that they were not important. Whatever roared by like this along the road was not part of the landscape. What really counted was the lock, the hooting of the tugs, the stone crusher, the barges and the cranes, the two pilots’ bars and especially the tall house where he could make out Ducrau’s red chair framed by a window.
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The Two-Penny Bar
£6.99When a condemned man reveals the whereabouts of an unpunished murderer, Chief Inspector Maigret puts his holiday on hold. His investigation takes him to a bar on the Seine where the old crime is upstaged by a killing and Maigret finds a new drinking companion.
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Grand Banks Café
£6.99It was indeed a photograph, a picture of a woman. But the face was completely hidden, scribbled all over in red ink. Someone had tried to obliterate the head, someone very angry. The pen had bitten into the paper. There were so many criss-crossed lines that not a single square millimetre had been left visible. On the other hand, below the head, the torso had not been touched. A pair of large breasts. A light-coloured silk dress, very tight and very low cut. Sailors don’t talk much to other men, especially not to policemen. But after Captain Fallut’s body is found floating near his trawler, they all mention the Evil Eye when they speak of the Ocean’s voyage.