Status Updates From Maigrets Pfeife

Maigret stuffed his lighted pipe into his pocket and went in with deliberately slow and ponderous steps. On certain occasions, particularly when he was feeling in a good humour, he enjoyed appearing unnaturally stupid, and then he looked stouter and more loutish, like a regular caricature of a policeman, lacking only a big moustache.

There are certain phrases which, on a railway journey for instance, stick in one's mind and which fit the rhythm of the train so closely that one can't get rid of them. One such was haunting Maigret while driving in an old creaking taxi, and the rhythm was emphasized by the beating of heavy rain against the floppy roof.
In-qaui-ries-on-be-half-of-the-next-of-kin, In-qui-ries-on-be-half....