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- It had started that winter. As soon as it got dark, Maigret didn’t know what to do with himself.
- He had barely amused himself for a month turning the knobs of his wireless.
- It didn’t take him but half an hour to read his three newspapers.
- Then he’d desert the dining room, his usual lair, and make a small tour of the kitchen.
- “Haven’t you finished yet?” he’d ask his wife. “What are you doing?”
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