Madame Bovary - Penn State University

Madame BovaryThe farewells of mother and daughter-in-law were cold. During buy drugs than for consultations. So great was Homais’ reputationin the neighbouring villages. His robust aplomb hadthe three weeks that they had been together they had notexchanged half-a-dozen words apart from the inquiries and fascinated the rustics. They considered him a greater doctorphrases when they met at table and in the evening before goingto bed.Emma was leaning out at the window; she was often there.than all the doctors.Madame Bovary left on a Wednesday, the market-day at The window in the provinces replaces the theatre and theYonville.promenade, she was amusing herself with watching the crowdThe Place since morning had been blocked by a row of of boors when she saw a gentleman in a green velvet coat. Hecarts, which, on end and their shafts in the air, spread all along had on yellow gloves, although he wore heavy gaiters; he wasthe line of houses from the church to the inn. On the other coming towards the doctor’s house, followed by a peasantside there were canvas booths, where cotton checks, blankets, walking with a bent head and quite a thoughtful air.and woollen stockings were sold, together with harness for “Can I see the doctor?” he asked Justin, who was talking onhorses, and packets of blue ribbon, whose ends fluttered in the doorsteps with Felicite, and, taking him for a servant ofthe wind. The coarse hardware was spread out on the ground the house—”Tell him that Monsieur Rodolphe Boulanger ofbetween pyramids of eggs and hampers of cheeses, from which La Huchette is here.”sticky straw stuck out.It was not from territorial vanity that the new arrival addedNear the corn-machines clucking hens passed their necks “of La Huchette” to his name, but to make himself the betterthrough the bars of flat cages. The people, crowding in the known.same place and unwilling to move thence, sometimes threatenedto smash the shop front of the chemist. On Wednesdays had just bought the chateau and two farms that he cultivatedLa Huchette, in fact, was an estate near Yonville, where hehis shop was never empty, and the people pushed in less to himself, without, however, troubling very much about them.110