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Madame Bovarycrops of rain began to fall. She knotted her fichu round her “Do not be uneasy,” said the druggist, when he returned tobare head.his friends. “Monsieur Binet has assured me that all precautionshave been taken. No sparks have fallen; the pumps areAt this moment the councillor’s carriage came out from theinn.full. Let us go to rest.”His coachman, who was drunk, suddenly dozed off, and “Ma foi! I want it,” said Madame Homais, yawning at large.one could see from the distance, above the hood, between the “But never mind; we’ve had a beautiful day for our fete.”two lanterns, the mass of his body, that swayed from right to Rodolphe repeated in a low voice, and with a tender look,left with the giving of the traces.“Oh, yes! very beautiful!”“Truly,” said the druggist, “one ought to proceed most rigorouslyagainst drunkenness! I should like to see written up Two days later, in the “Final de Rouen,” there was a longAnd having bowed to one another, they separated.weekly at the door of the town hall on a board ad hoc* the article on the show. Homais had composed it with verve thenames of all those who during the week got intoxicated on very next morning.alcohol. Besides, with regard to statistics, one would thus have, “Why these festoons, these flowers, these garlands? Whitheras it were, public records that one could refer to in case of hurries this crowd like the waves of a furious sea under theneed. But excuse me!”torrents of a tropical sun pouring its heat upon our heads?”And he once more ran off to the captain. The latter was Then he spoke of the condition of the peasants. Certainlygoing back to see his lathe again.the Government was doing much, but not enough. “Courage!”he cried to it; “a thousand reforms are indispensable; let“Perhaps you would not do ill,” Homais said to him, “tosend one of your men, or to go yourself—”us accomplish them!” Then touching on the entry of the councillor,he did not forget “the martial air of our militia;” nor“Leave me alone!” answered the tax-collector. “It’s all right!”“our most merry village maidens;” nor the “bald-headed old*Specifically for that.132