By Georges Simenon
L'Homme dans l. a. rue est une nouvelle de Georges Simenon, parue en 1940.
La nouvlle a été écrite à Nieul-sur-Mer en 1939.
La nouvelle connaît une édition pré-originale dans l'hebdomadaire « Sept Jours », no eleven et 12 des 15 et 22 décembre 1940, sous le titre Le Prisonnier de los angeles rue. Elle est ensuite reprise sous son titre actuelle en 1950 dans le quantity Maigret et les Petits Cochons sans queue.
On a découvert au Bois de Boulogne le cadavre d'un médecin menant une life mondaine, tué d'un coup de revolver. Devant l'absence d'indices, Maigret décide de faire une reconstitution, espérant ainsi qu'un des badauds présents le mènera sur une piste. C'est ainsi que va commencer une chasse à l'homme qui va durer cinq jours.
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How wonderful to be in the country! How cool it must feel, in the beech wood! And, his nostrils wide, he would take deep breaths, hoping to smell those good country smells that never ever reached his window. He grew thinner, he grew taller, and his face took on a kind of plaintive expression that made it almost interesting. Inevitably, out of apathy, he gradually came to abandon all the good resolutions he had made. The ﬁrst time, he missed hospital rounds, the next, his lecture, and then, ﬁnding idleness to his taste, little by little he gave up his studies entirely.
Cried the master. ’* The ensuing hullabaloo began instantaneously and grew louder and louder, punctuated by shrill shrieks. They howled, they bayed, they stamped, repeating ‘Charbovari! ’ again and again. The din rumbled along, with occasional isolated bursts of sound, dying away only with extreme reluctance and occasionally starting up afresh along one of the benches where, like a half-spent squib, a smothered laugh would suddenly erupt. Little by little, however, a deluge of penalties restored order in the classroom, and the master, ﬁnally grasping the name of Charles Bovary after having it dictated and spelled out and then rereading it Madame Bovary himself, promptly ordered the poor devil to go and sit on the dunce’s seat at the foot of the rostrum.
Père Rouault embraced his future son-in-law. They put oﬀ any discussion of money matters, there was plenty of time for that, since the marriage could not decently take place before the end of Charles’s mourning, that is to say, not until the following spring. The winter passed in waiting. Mademoiselle Rouault busied herself with her trousseau. Part of it was ordered from Rouen, and she made herself nightgowns and nightcaps with the help of fashionplates which she borrowed. During the visits Charles made to the Madame Bovary farm they talked about the preparations for the wedding, wondering which room they’d use for the wedding feast, how many courses they’d have, and what particular dishes they’d serve.
L'homme dans la rue (Maigret, Livre 41) by Georges Simenon