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Flaubert“You ought to have called out long ago!” he exclaimed; “Your servant, madame,” he replied drily; and he went back“When one sees a gun, one should always give warning.” into his tub.The tax-collector was thus trying to hide the fright he had Emma regretted having left the tax-collector so abruptly. Nohad, for a prefectorial order having prohibited duckhunting doubt he would form unfavourable conjectures. The story aboutexcept in boats, Monsieur Binet, despite his respect for the the nurse was the worst possible excuse, everyone at Yonvillelaws, was infringing them, and so he every moment expected knowing that the little Bovary had been at home with her parentsfor a year. Besides, no one was living in this direction; thisto see the rural guard turn up. But this anxiety whetted hispleasure, and, all alone in his tub, he congratulated himself on path led only to La Huchette. Binet, then, would guess whencehis luck and on his cuteness. At sight of Emma he seemed she came, and he would not keep silence; he would talk, thatrelieved from a great weight, and at once entered upon a conversation.every conceivable lying project, and had constantly before herwas certain. She remained until evening racking her brain with“It isn’t warm; it’s nipping.”eyes that imbecile with the game-bag.Emma answered nothing. He went on—Charles after dinner, seeing her gloomy, proposed, by way“And you’re out so early?”of distraction, to take her to the chemist’s, and the first personshe caught sight of in the shop was the taxcollector again.“Yes,” she said stammering; “I am just coming from thenurse where my child is.”He was standing in front of the counter, lit up by the gleams“Ah! very good! very good! For myself, I am here, just as of the red bottle, and was saying—you see me, since break of day; but the weather is so muggy, “Please give me half an ounce of vitriol.”that unless one had the bird at the mouth of the gun—” “Justin,” cried the druggist, “bring us the sulphuric acid.” Then“Good evening, Monsieur Binet,” she interrupted him, turningon her heel.stay here; it isn’t worth while going up; she is just comingto Emma, who was going up to Madame Homais’ room, “No,down.143