Madame Bovary - Penn State University
Madame Bovary - Penn State University Madame Bovary - Penn State University
Madame Bovaryhim, the dimity petticoats, the fichus, the collars, and the “How afraid you are of spoiling them!” said the servant,drawers with running strings, wide at the hips and growing who wasn’t so particular when she cleaned them herself, becauseas soon as the stuff of the boots was no longer freshnarrower below.“What is that for?” asked the young fellow, passing his hand madame handed them over to her.over the crinoline or the hooks and eyes.Emma had a number in her cupboard that she squandered“Why, haven’t you ever seen anything?” Felicite answered laughing.“As if your mistress, Madame Homais, didn’t wear the same.” slightest observation. So also he disbursed three hundred francsone after the other, without Charles allowing himself the“Oh, I daresay! Madame Homais!” And he added with a for a wooden leg that she thought proper to make a presentmeditative air, “As if she were a lady like madame!” of to Hippolyte. Its top was covered with cork, and it hadBut Felicite grew impatient of seeing him hanging round spring joints, a complicated mechanism, covered over by blackher. She was six years older than he, and Theodore, Monsieur trousers ending in a patent-leather boot. But Hippolyte, notGuillaumin’s servant, was beginning to pay court to her. daring to use such a handsome leg every day, begged Madame“Let me alone,” she said, moving her pot of starch. “You’d Bovary to get him another more convenient one. The doctor,better be off and pound almonds; you are always dangling of course, had again to defray the expense of this purchase.about women. Before you meddle with such things, bad boy, So little by little the stable-man took up his work again.wait till you’ve got a beard to your chin.”One saw him running about the village as before, and when“Oh, don’t be cross! I’ll go and clean her boots.”Charles heard from afar the sharp noise of the wooden leg, heAnd he at once took down from the shelf Emma’s boots, at once went in another direction.all coated with mud, the mud of the rendezvous, that crumbled It was Monsieur Lheureux, the shopkeeper, who had undertakenthe order; this provided him with an excuse for vis-into powder beneath his fingers, and that he watched as itgently rose in a ray of sunlight.iting Emma. He chatted with her about the new goods from162
FlaubertParis, about a thousand feminine trifles, made himself very “No, no!” she said.obliging, and never asked for his money. Emma yielded to “Ah! I’ve got you!” thought Lheureux.this lazy mode of satisfying all her caprices. Thus she wanted And, certain of his discovery, he went out repeating to himselfin an undertone, and with his usual low whistle—to have a very handsome ridding-whip that was at an umbrella-maker’sat Rouen to give to Rodolphe. The week after “Good! we shall see! we shall see!”Monsieur Lheureux placed it on her table.She was thinking how to get out of this when the servantBut the next day he called on her with a bill for two hundredand seventy francs, not counting the centimes. Emma “from Monsieur Derozeray’s.” Emma pounced upon andcoming in put on the mantelpiece a small roll of blue paperwas much embarrassed; all the drawers of the writing-table opened it. It contained fifteen napoleons; it was the account.were empty; they owed over a fortnight’s wages to She heard Charles on the stairs; threw the gold to the back ofLestiboudois, two quarters to the servant, for any quantity of her drawer, and took out the keyother things, and Bovary was impatiently expecting MonsieurDerozeray’s account, which he was in the habit of pay-“I have an arrangement to suggest to you,” he said. “If, in-Three days after Lheureux reappeared.ing every year about Midsummer.stead of the sum agreed on, you would take—”She succeeded at first in putting off Lheureux. At last he “Here it is,” she said placing fourteen napoleons in his hand.lost patience; he was being sued; his capital was out, and unlesshe got some in he should be forced to take back all the appointment, he was profuse in apologies and proffers of ser-The tradesman was dumfounded. Then, to conceal his dis-goods she had received.vice, all of which Emma declined; then she remained a few“Oh, very well, take them!” said Emma.moments fingering in the pocket of her apron the two fivefrancpieces that he had given her in change. She promised“I was only joking,” he replied; “the only thing I regret isthe whip. My word! I’ll ask monsieur to return it to me.” herself she would economise in order to pay back later on.163
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FlaubertParis, about a thousand feminine trifles, made himself very “No, no!” she said.obliging, and never asked for his money. Emma yielded to “Ah! I’ve got you!” thought Lheureux.this lazy mode of satisfying all her caprices. Thus she wanted And, certain of his discovery, he went out repeating to himselfin an undertone, and with his usual low whistle—to have a very handsome ridding-whip that was at an umbrella-maker’sat Rouen to give to Rodolphe. The week after “Good! we shall see! we shall see!”Monsieur Lheureux placed it on her table.She was thinking how to get out of this when the servantBut the next day he called on her with a bill for two hundredand seventy francs, not counting the centimes. Emma “from Monsieur Derozeray’s.” Emma pounced upon andcoming in put on the mantelpiece a small roll of blue paperwas much embarrassed; all the drawers of the writing-table opened it. It contained fifteen napoleons; it was the account.were empty; they owed over a fortnight’s wages to She heard Charles on the stairs; threw the gold to the back ofLestiboudois, two quarters to the servant, for any quantity of her drawer, and took out the keyother things, and <strong>Bovary</strong> was impatiently expecting MonsieurDerozeray’s account, which he was in the habit of pay-“I have an arrangement to suggest to you,” he said. “If, in-Three days after Lheureux reappeared.ing every year about Midsummer.stead of the sum agreed on, you would take—”She succeeded at first in putting off Lheureux. At last he “Here it is,” she said placing fourteen napoleons in his hand.lost patience; he was being sued; his capital was out, and unlesshe got some in he should be forced to take back all the appointment, he was profuse in apologies and proffers of ser-The tradesman was dumfounded. Then, to conceal his dis-goods she had received.vice, all of which Emma declined; then she remained a few“Oh, very well, take them!” said Emma.moments fingering in the pocket of her apron the two fivefrancpieces that he had given her in change. She promised“I was only joking,” he replied; “the only thing I regret isthe whip. My word! I’ll ask monsieur to return it to me.” herself she would economise in order to pay back later on.163
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