Madame Bovary - Penn State University

FlaubertMadame Bovary had opened her window overlooking the wife. And we should be wrong to object to that, since theirgarden and watched the clouds. They gathered around the nervous organization is much more malleable than ours.”sunset on the side of Rouen and then swiftly rolled back their “Poor Leon!” said Charles. “How will he live at Paris? Willblack columns, behind which the great rays of the sun looked he get used to it?”out like the golden arrows of a suspended trophy, while the Madame Bovary sighed.rest of the empty heavens was white as porcelain. But a gust “Get along!” said the chemist, smacking his lips. “The outingsat restaurants, the masked balls, the champagne—all that’llof wind bowed the poplars, and suddenly the rain fell; it patteredagainst the green leaves.be jolly enough, I assure you.”Then the sun reappeared, the hens clucked, sparrows shook “I don’t think he’ll go wrong,” objected Bovary.their wings in the damp thickets, and the pools of water on “Nor do I,” said Monsieur Homais quickly; “although he’llthe gravel as they flowed away carried off the pink flowers of have to do like the rest for fear of passing for a Jesuit. Andan acacia.you don’t know what a life those dogs lead in the Latin quarterwith actresses. Besides, students are thought a great deal of“Ah! how far off he must be already!” she thought.Monsieur Homais, as usual, came at half-past six during in Paris. Provided they have a few accomplishments, they aredinner.received in the best society; there are even ladies of the“Well,” said he, “so we’ve sent off our young friend!” Faubourg Saint-Germain who fall in love with them, which“So it seems,” replied the doctor. Then turning on his chair; subsequently furnishes them opportunities for making very“Any news at home?”good matches.”“Nothing much. Only my wife was a little moved this afternoon.“You are right,” interrupted the chemist; “that is the reverse“But,” said the doctor, “I fear for him that down there—”You know women—a nothing upsets them, especially my of the medal. And one is constantly obliged to keep one’s105