Maigret in Montmartre

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“When I saw her here this morning, I wondered why she’d been brought in. Sergeant Lucas told me the story while we were on our way to Javel. And now I get back to the office, only to hear that she’s dead.”
Maigret, who had sat down, said slowly: “I’d forgotten for the moment that your name was Albert.”
“After what she’d told him, Sergeant Lucas ought not to have let her go off by herself, without any protection at all.”
He spoke like a small, sulky boy, and Maigret smiled.
“Come over here and sit down,” he said.
Lapointe hesitated, as though he felt resentful towards Maigret too. Then, reluctantly, he came and sat down on the chair opposite his chief’s desk. He still hung his head, staring at the floor, while Maigret sat gravely puffing at his pipe. The two looked rather like a father and son in solemn colloquy.
“You’ve not been here very long yet, but you must have realized by now that if we had to give police protection to everyone who comes to us with an accusation, you’d often hav
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