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Madame Bovary - Penn State University

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<strong>Madame</strong> <strong>Bovary</strong>She gave a sob.Charles, to obey her, sat down again, and he spat the stones“What surprises you in that? He absents himself like that of the apricots into his hands, afterwards putting them on hisfrom time to time for a change, and, ma foi, I think he’s plate.right, when one has a fortune and is a bachelor. Besides, he Suddenly a blue tilbury passed across the square at a rapidhas jolly times, has our friend. He’s a bit of a rake. Monsieur trot. Emma uttered a cry and fell back rigid to the ground.Langlois told me—”In fact, Rodolphe, after many reflections, had decided toHe stopped for propriety’s sake because the servant came set out for Rouen. Now, as from La Huchette to Buchy therein. She put back into the basket the apricots scattered on the is no other way than by Yonville, he had to go through thesideboard. Charles, without noticing his wife’s colour, had village, and Emma had recognised him by the rays of the lanterns,which like lightning flashed through the twilight.them brought to him, took one, and bit into it.“Ah! perfect!” said he; “just taste!”The chemist, at the tumult which broke out in the houseAnd he handed her the basket, which she put away from ran thither. The table with all the plates was upset; sauce,her gently.meat, knives, the salt, and cruet-stand were strewn over the“Do just smell! What an odour!” he remarked, passing it room; Charles was calling for help; Berthe, scared, was crying;and Felicite, whose hands trembled, was unlacing herunder her nose several times.“I am choking,” she cried, leaping up. But by an effort of mistress, whose whole body shivered convulsively.will the spasm passed; then—“I’ll run to my laboratory for some aromatic vinegar,” said“It is nothing,” she said, “it is nothing! It is nervousness. Sit the druggist.down and go on eating.” For she dreaded lest he should begin Then as she opened her eyes on smelling the bottle—questioning her, attending to her, that she should not be left “I was sure of it,” he remarked; “that would wake any deadalone.person for you!”178

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