Madame Bovary - Penn State University

Madame Bovaryunderstand this untimely munificence when there were still balancing against his stomach some twenty large sewn volumes.They were works “which treated of the cathedral.”so many things for the stranger to see. So calling him back, hecried—“Idiot!” growled Leon, rushing out of the church.“Sir! sir! The steeple! the steeple!”A lad was playing about the close.“No, thank you!” said Leon.“Go and get me a cab!”“You are wrong, sir! It is four hundred and forty feet high, The child bounded off like a ball by the Rue Quatre-Vents;nine less than the great pyramid of Egypt. It is all cast; it—” then they were alone a few minutes, face to face, and a littleLeon was fleeing, for it seemed to him that his love, that embarrassed.for nearly two hours now had become petrified in the church “Ah! Leon! Really—I don’t know—if I ought,” she whispered.Then with a more serious air, “Do you know, it is verylike the stones, would vanish like a vapour through that sortof truncated funnel, of oblong cage, of open chimney that improper—”rises so grotesquely from the cathedral like the extravagant “How so?” replied the clerk. “It is done at Paris.”attempt of some fantastic brazier.And that, as an irresistible argument, decided her.“But where are we going?” she said.Still the cab did not come. Leon was afraid she might goMaking no answer, he walked on with a rapid step; and back into the church. At last the cab appeared.Madame Bovary was already, dipping her finger in the holy “At all events, go out by the north porch,” cried the beadle,water when behind them they heard a panting breath interruptedby the regular sound of a cane. Leon turned back. rection, the Last Judgment, Paradise, King David, and thewho was left alone on the threshold, “so as to see the Resur-“Sir!”Condemned in Hell-flames.”“What is it?”“Where to, sir?” asked the coachman.And he recognised the beadle, holding under his arms and “Where you like,” said Leon, forcing Emma into the cab.208