Madame Bovary - Penn State University

Madame Bovary“Oh! what manners! What a peasant!”dow and call him, but he had already disappeared. She fellHe ran to his mother; she was beside herself. She stammeredSoon, however, it seemed to her that someone was walking onback in despair.“She is an insolent, giddy-headed thing, or perhaps worse!” the pavement. It was he, no doubt. She went downstairs, crossedAnd she was for leaving at once if the other did not apologise. the yard. He was there outside. She threw herself into his arms.So Charles went back again to his wife and implored her to “Do take care!” he said.give way; he knelt to her; she ended by saying—“Ah! if you knew!” she replied.“Very well! I’ll go to her.”And she began telling him everything, hurriedly, disjointedly,exaggerating the facts, inventing many, and so prodigalAnd in fact she held out her hand to her mother-in-lawwith the dignity of a marchioness as she said—of parentheses that he understood nothing of it.“Excuse me, madame.”“Come, my poor angel, courage! Be comforted! be patient!”Then, having gone up again to her room, she threw herself “But I have been patient; I have suffered for four years. Aflat on her bed and cried there like a child, her face buried in love like ours ought to show itself in the face of heaven. Theythe pillow.torture me! I can bear it no longer! Save me!”She and Rodolphe had agreed that in the event of anything She clung to Rodolphe. Her eyes, full of tears, flashed likeextraordinary occurring, she should fasten a small piece of flames beneath a wave; her breast heaved; he had never lovedwhite paper to the blind, so that if by chance he happened to her so much, so that he lost his head and said “What is, it?be in Yonville, he could hurry to the lane behind the house. What do you wish?”Emma made the signal; she had been waiting three-quarters “Take me away,” she cried, “carry me off! Oh, I pray you!”of an hour when she suddenly caught sight of Rodolphe at And she threw herself upon his mouth, as if to seize therethe corner of the market. She felt tempted to open the win-the unexpected consent if breathed forth in a kiss.166