“Gavard had wanted to accompany Florent, and when they were alone again on the sidewalk, Gavard kept poking him in the ribs with his elbow, laughing without saying anything, winking his eye cunningly. The police he met on the quai de l'Horloge suddenly seemed absolutely ridiculous, and he tensed up slightly the way someone does to avoid laughing in a person's face. The following morning, Monsieur Verlaque began to brief the new inspector on his duties. It was arranged that he would take Florent ...around for the next few days and introduce him to the stormy arena that he would have to oversee. Poor Verlaque, as Gavard called him, was a pale little man, who constantly coughed and walked on the spindly legs of a sickly child through the cool damp air and puddling water of the fish markets, wrapped in flannels, scarfs, and handkerchiefs. The first morning, when Florent started at seven o'clock, he felt lost, his head pounding and his eyes dazed. Stall keepers were already stalking the auction pavilion, clerks arrived with ledgers in hand, and shipping agents with leather bags hung around their necks sat backward in chairs against the sales booths while they waited to get paid.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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