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The cold on the 8th of February, 186-, was more intense than the Parisians had experienced during the whole of the severe winter which had preceded it, for at twelve o'clock on that day Chevalier's thermometer, so well known by the denizens of Paris, registered three degrees below zero. The sky was overcast and full of threatening signs of snow, while the moisture on the pavement and roads had frozen hard, rendering traffic of all kinds exceedingly hazardous. The whole great city wore an air of dreariness and desolation, for even when a thin crust of ice covers the waters of the Seine, the…mehr

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The cold on the 8th of February, 186-, was more intense than the Parisians had experienced during the whole of the severe winter which had preceded it, for at twelve o'clock on that day Chevalier's thermometer, so well known by the denizens of Paris, registered three degrees below zero. The sky was overcast and full of threatening signs of snow, while the moisture on the pavement and roads had frozen hard, rendering traffic of all kinds exceedingly hazardous. The whole great city wore an air of dreariness and desolation, for even when a thin crust of ice covers the waters of the Seine, the mind involuntarily turns to those who have neither food, shelter, nor fuel. This bitterly cold day actually made the landlady of the Hotel de Perou, though she was a hard, grasping woman of Auvergne, gave a thought to the condition of her lodgers, and one quite different from her usual idea of obtaining the maximum of rent for the minimum of accommodation. "The cold," remarked she to her husband, who was busily engaged in replenishing the stove with fuel, "is enough to frighten the wits out of a Polar bear. In this kind of weather I always feel very anxious, for it was during a winter like this that one of our lodgers hung himself, a trick which cost us fifty francs, in good, honest money, besides giving us a bad name in the neighborhood.
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Autorenporträt
Emile Gaboriau, a French author, novelist, journalist, and father of detective fiction, lived from 9 November 1832 to 28 September 1873. Gaboriau was born in the Charente-Maritime village of Saujon. He was the son of Marguerite St phanie Gaboriau and Charles Gabriel Gaboriau, a public figure. After working as Paul F val's secretary and publishing a few novels and other works, Gaboriau discovered his true talent in L'Affaire Lerouge (1866). Le Si cle published the work, which immediately established his reputation. When Sherlock Holmes was invented by Arthur Conan Doyle, Monsieur Lecoq's international notoriety waned, and Gaboriau attracted a sizable following. In 1872, the tale was performed on stage. The police court's history was the subject of a protracted series of novels that quickly gained popularity. Gaboriau died from pulmonary apoplexy in Paris. In 13 years, Gaboriau produced 21 novels (originally published in serial form) thanks to his fertile imagination and astute observation. He gained notoriety when L'Affaire Lerouge (The Widow Lerouge) was published in 1866, after the release of a number of additional books and other publications.