Madame Bovary - Penn State University

Flaubert“That is true! that is true!” agreed the good fellow, sitting ation would be good for her. He saw nothing to prevent it:down again on his chair. But he stayed only a few moments. his mother had sent them three hundred francs which he hadThen, as soon as he had gone, Monsieur Homais said to no longer expected; the current debts were not very large, andthe doctor—the falling in of Lheureux’s bills was still so far off that there“That’s what I call a cock-fight. I beat him, did you see, in was no need to think about them. Besides, imagining thata way!—Now take my advice. Take madame to the theatre, if she was refusing from delicacy, he insisted the more; so thatit were only for once in your life, to enrage one of these ravens, by dint of worrying her she at last made up her mind, and thehang it! If anyone could take my place, I would accompany next day at eight o’clock they set out in the “Hirondelle.”you myself. Be quick about it. Lagardy is only going to give The druggist, whom nothing whatever kept at Yonville,one performance; he’s engaged to go to England at a high but who thought himself bound not to budge from it, sighedsalary. From what I hear, he’s a regular dog; he’s rolling in as he saw them go.money; he’s taking three mistresses and a cook along with “Well, a pleasant journey!” he said to them; “happy mortalshim. All these great artists burn the candle at both ends; they that you are!”require a dissolute life, that suits the imagination to some Then addressing himself to Emma, who was wearing a blueextent. But they die at the hospital, because they haven’t the silk gown with four flounces—sense when young to lay by. Well, a pleasant dinner! Goodbye “You are as lovely as a Venus. You’ll cut a figure at Rouen.”till to-morrow.”The diligence stopped at the “Croix-Rouge” in the PlaceThe idea of the theatre quickly germinated in Bovary’s head, Beauvoisine. It was the inn that is in every provincial faubourg,for he at once communicated it to his wife, who at first refused,alleging the fatigue, the worry, the expense; but, for a middle of the court chickens pilfering the oats under thewith large stables and small bedrooms, where one sees in thewonder, Charles did not give in, so sure was he that this recre-muddy gigs of the commercial travellers—a good old house,189