Madame Bovary - Penn State University

Madame Bovary“Not like you,” she went on quickly, protesting by the head Often, when they talked together of Paris, she ended byof her child that “nothing had passed between them.” murmuring, “Ah! how happy we should be there!”The young man believed her, but none the less questioned “Are we not happy?” gently answered the young man passinghis hands over her hair.her to find out what he was.“He was a ship’s captain, my dear.”“Yes, that is true,” she said. “I am mad. Kiss me!”Was this not preventing any inquiry, and, at the same time, To her husband she was more charming than ever. She madeassuming a higher ground through this pretended fascination him pistachio-creams, and played him waltzes after dinner.exercised over a man who must have been of warlike nature So he thought himself the most fortunate of men and Emmaand accustomed to receive homage?was without uneasiness, when, one evening suddenly he said—The clerk then felt the lowliness of his position; he longed “It is Mademoiselle Lempereur, isn’t it, who gives you lessons?”for epaulettes, crosses, titles. All that would please her—hegathered that from her spendthrift habits.“Yes.”Emma nevertheless concealed many of these extravagant fancies,such as her wish to have a blue tilbury to drive into Rouen, Liegeard’s. I spoke to her about you, and she doesn’t know“Well, I saw her just now,” Charles went on, “at Madamedrawn by an English horse and driven by a groom in topboots.It was Justin who had inspired her with this whim, by This was like a thunderclap. However, she replied quite natu-you.”begging her to take him into her service as valet-de-chambre*, rally—and if the privation of it did not lessen the pleasure of her “Ah! no doubt she forgot my name.”arrival at each rendezvous, it certainly augmented the bitternessof the return.selles Lempereur at Rouen who are music-mistresses.”“But perhaps,” said the doctor, “there are several Demoi-“Possibly!” Then quickly— “But I have my receipts here. See!”* Manservant.230