Lock No. 1 (2015)
Lock No. 1
“When, at six the next morning, Maigret got off the number 13 tram and headed for the lock, Émile Ducrau was already on the unloading wharf, a sailor’s cap on his head and a heavy cane in his hand.
As on previous days, thanks to the joys of spring, there was in the air, in the early-morning life of Paris, a child-like playfulness. Certain objects, certain people, the milk bottles on doorsteps, the woman in her white apron setting out her dairy stall, the lorry returning from Les Halles, scattering its last remaining cabbage leaves in its wake, were so many emblems of peace and exuberance.
Could not the same have been said of the Ducraus’ maid, framed in a window of the tall house, its façade now gilded by the sun, as she shook out dusters into empty space? Behind her, in the semi-darkness of the living room, the barely perceptible figure of Madame Ducrau came and went, a cotton scarf tied round her head.
On the second floor, the blinds remained closed, and the mind’s eye co...uld imagine, striped with bands of sunlight, the bed occupied by Rose, the languid mistress, asleep with arms folded and armpits damp.MoreLess
As on previous days, thanks to the joys of spring, there was in the air, in the early-morning life of Paris, a child-like playfulness. Certain objects, certain people, the milk bottles on doorsteps, the woman in her white apron setting out her dairy stall, the lorry returning from Les Halles, scattering its last remaining cabbage leaves in its wake, were so many emblems of peace and exuberance.
Could not the same have been said of the Ducraus’ maid, framed in a window of the tall house, its façade now gilded by the sun, as she shook out dusters into empty space? Behind her, in the semi-darkness of the living room, the barely perceptible figure of Madame Ducrau came and went, a cotton scarf tied round her head.
On the second floor, the blinds remained closed, and the mind’s eye co...uld imagine, striped with bands of sunlight, the bed occupied by Rose, the languid mistress, asleep with arms folded and armpits damp.MoreLess
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