Madame Bovary - Penn State University

Madame Bovaryup, and through the lowered blinds he saw at the corner of lowest stair. They threw their arms round one another, and allthe market in the broad sunshine Dr. Canivet, who was wipinghis brow with his handkerchief. Homais, behind him, kiss.their rancour melted like snow beneath the warmth of thatwas carrying a large red box in his hand, and both were goingtowards the chemist’s.Then with a feeling of sudden tenderness and discouragementCharles turned to his wife saying to her—“Oh, kiss me, my own!”“Leave me!” she said, red with anger.“What is the matter?” he asked, stupefied. “Be calm; composeyourself. You know well enough that I love you. Come!”“Enough!” she cried with a terrible look.And escaping from the room, Emma closed the door soviolently that the barometer fell from the wall and smashedon the floor.Charles sank back into his arm-chair overwhelmed, tryingto discover what could be wrong with her, fancying somenervous illness, weeping, and vaguely feeling something fataland incomprehensible whirling round him.When Rodolphe came to the garden that evening, he foundhis mistress waiting for him at the foot of the steps on the160