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Madame Bovaryproaching himself with having taken her infirmities for faults, burning Turkish pastilles which she had bought at Rouen inaccused himself of egotism, and longed to go and take her in an Algerian’s shop. In order not to have at night this sleepinghis arms.man stretched at her side, by dint of manoeuvring, she at last“Ah, no!” he said to himself; “I should worry her.” succeeded in banishing him to the second floor, while sheAnd he did not stir.read till morning extravagant books, full of pictures of orgiesAfter dinner he walked about alone in the garden; he took little and thrilling situations. Often, seized with fear, she cried out,Berthe on his knees, and unfolding his medical journal, tried to and Charles hurried to her.teach her to read. But the child, who never had any lessons, soon “Oh, go away!” she would say.looked up with large, sad eyes and began to cry. Then he comfortedher; went to fetch water in her can to make rivers on the that inner flame to which adultery added fuel, panting, tremu-Or at other times, consumed more ardently than ever bysand path, or broke off branches from the privet hedges to plant lous, all desire, she threw open her window, breathed in thetrees in the beds. This did not spoil the garden much, all choked cold air, shook loose in the wind her masses of hair, too heavy,now with long weeds. They owed Lestiboudois for so many days. and, gazing upon the stars, longed for some princely love.Then the child grew cold and asked for her mother.She thought of him, of Leon. She would then have given“Call the servant,” said Charles. “You know, dearie, that anything for a single one of those meetings that surfeited her.mamma does not like to be disturbed.”These were her gala days. She wanted them to be sumptuous,and when he alone could not pay the expenses, she madeAutumn was setting in, and the leaves were already falling,as they did two years ago when she was ill. Where would it all up the deficit liberally, which happened pretty well every time.end? And he walked up and down, his hands behind his back. He tried to make her understand that they would be quite asMadame was in her room, which no one entered. She stayed comfortable somewhere else, in a smaller hotel, but she alwaysfound some there all day long, torpid, half dressed, and from time to timeobjection.246

FlaubertOne day she drew six small silver-gilt spoons from her bag reproached himself with not having kept his word, consideringall the worry and lectures this woman might still draw(they were old Roualt’s wedding present), begging him topawn them at once for her, and Leon obeyed, though the down upon him, without reckoning the jokes made by hisproceeding annoyed him. He was afraid of compromising companions as they sat round the stove in the morning. Besides,he was soon to be head clerk; it was time to settle down.himself.Then, on, reflection, he began to think his mistress’s ways So he gave up his flute, exalted sentiments, and poetry; forwere growing odd, and that they were perhaps not wrong in every bourgeois in the flush of his youth, were it but for awishing to separate him from her.day, a moment, has believed himself capable of immense passions,of lofty enterprises. The most mediocre libertine hasIn fact someone had sent his mother a long anonymousletter to warn her that he was “ruining himself with a married dreamed of sultanas; every notary bears within him the debriswoman,” and the good lady at once conjuring up the eternal of a poet.bugbear of families the vague pernicious creature, the siren, He was bored now when Emma suddenly began to sob onthe monster, who dwells fantastically in depths of love, wrote his breast, and his heart, like the people who can only stand ato Lawyer Dubocage, his employer, who behaved perfectly in certain amount of music, dozed to the sound of a love whosethe affair. He kept him for three quarters of an hour trying to delicacies he no longer noted.open his eyes, to warn him of the abyss into which he was They knew one another too well for any of those surprisesfalling. Such an intrigue would damage him later on, when of possession that increase its joys a hundred-fold. She was ashe set up for himself. He implored him to break with her, sick of him as he was weary of her. Emma found again inand, if he would not make this sacrifice in his own interest, to adultery all the platitudes of marriage.do it at least for his, Dubocage’s sake.But how to get rid of him? Then, though she might feelAt last Leon swore he would not see Emma again, and he humiliated at the baseness of such enjoyment, she clung to it247

FlaubertOne day she drew six small silver-gilt spoons from her bag reproached himself with not having kept his word, consideringall the worry and lectures this woman might still draw(they were old Roualt’s wedding present), begging him topawn them at once for her, and Leon obeyed, though the down upon him, without reckoning the jokes made by hisproceeding annoyed him. He was afraid of compromising companions as they sat round the stove in the morning. Besides,he was soon to be head clerk; it was time to settle down.himself.Then, on, reflection, he began to think his mistress’s ways So he gave up his flute, exalted sentiments, and poetry; forwere growing odd, and that they were perhaps not wrong in every bourgeois in the flush of his youth, were it but for awishing to separate him from her.day, a moment, has believed himself capable of immense passions,of lofty enterprises. The most mediocre libertine hasIn fact someone had sent his mother a long anonymousletter to warn her that he was “ruining himself with a married dreamed of sultanas; every notary bears within him the debriswoman,” and the good lady at once conjuring up the eternal of a poet.bugbear of families the vague pernicious creature, the siren, He was bored now when Emma suddenly began to sob onthe monster, who dwells fantastically in depths of love, wrote his breast, and his heart, like the people who can only stand ato Lawyer Dubocage, his employer, who behaved perfectly in certain amount of music, dozed to the sound of a love whosethe affair. He kept him for three quarters of an hour trying to delicacies he no longer noted.open his eyes, to warn him of the abyss into which he was They knew one another too well for any of those surprisesfalling. Such an intrigue would damage him later on, when of possession that increase its joys a hundred-fold. She was ashe set up for himself. He implored him to break with her, sick of him as he was weary of her. Emma found again inand, if he would not make this sacrifice in his own interest, to adultery all the platitudes of marriage.do it at least for his, Dubocage’s sake.But how to get rid of him? Then, though she might feelAt last Leon swore he would not see Emma again, and he humiliated at the baseness of such enjoyment, she clung to it247

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