Madame Bovary - Penn State University

Madame Bovary“Really, you must confess, considering the quantity, it isn’t house, for elderly persons—at any rate it was so at my mother’s,too dear.”who was a good woman, I can tell you. Everybody can’t beCharles, at his wit’s end, soon had recourse to the eternal rich! No fortune can hold out against waste! I should beLheureux, who swore he would arrange matters if the doctorwould sign him two bills, one of which was for seven looking after. And there! there! fitting up gowns! fallals! What!ashamed to coddle myself as you do! And yet I am old. I needhundred francs, payable in three months. In order to arrangefor this he wrote his mother a pathetic letter. Instead sous, or even for eight, that would do well enough!”silk for lining at two francs, when you can get jaconet for tenof sending a reply she came herself; and when Emma wanted Emma, lying on a lounge, replied as quietly as possible—to know whether he had got anything out of her, “Yes,” he ”Ah! Madame, enough! enough!”replied; “but she wants to see the account.” The next morningat daybreak Emma ran to Lheureux to beg him to make in the workhouse. But it was Bovary’s fault. Luckily he hadThe other went on lecturing her, predicting they would endout another account for not more than a thousand francs, promised to destroy that power of attorney.for to show the one for four thousand it would be necessary “What?”to say that she had paid two-thirds, and confess, consequently,the sale of the estate—a negotiation admirably car-Emma opened the window, called Charles, and the poor“Ah! he swore he would,” went on the good woman.ried out by the shopkeeper, and which, in fact, was only fellow was obliged to confess the promise torn from him byactually known later on.his mother.Despite the low price of each article, Madame Bovary senior,of course, thought the expenditure extravagant. cally handed her a thick piece of paper.Emma disappeared, then came back quickly, and majesti-“Couldn’t you do without a carpet? Why have recovered “Thank you,” said the old woman. And she threw the powerthe arm-chairs? In my time there was a single arm-chair in a of attorney into the fire.234