Madame Bovary - Penn State University

Flaubertthought of Bovary vaguely contributed to his pleasure by a “Oh, it isn’t his blood that’s too thick,” said the physician.kind of egotistic reflex upon himself. Then the presence of And, smiling a little at his unnoticed joke, the doctor openedthe doctor transported him. He displayed his erudition, cited the door. But the chemist’s shop was full of people; he hadpell-mell cantharides, upas, the manchineel, vipers.the greatest difficulty in getting rid of Monsieur Tuvache,“I have even read that various persons have found themselvesunder toxicological symptoms, and, as it were, because she was in the habit of spitting on the ashes; then ofwho feared his spouse would get inflammation of the lungs,thunderstricken by black-pudding that had been subjected to Monsieur Binet, who sometimes experienced sudden attacksa too vehement fumigation. At least, this was stated in a very of great hunger; and of Madame Caron, who suffered fromfine report drawn up by one of our pharmaceutical chiefs, tinglings; of Lheureux, who had vertigo; of Lestiboudois, whoone of our masters, the illustrious Cadet de Gassicourt!” had rheumatism; and of Madame Lefrancois, who had heartburn.At last the three horses started; and it was the generalMadame Homais reappeared, carrying one of those shakymachines that are heated with spirits of wine; for Homais opinion that he had not shown himself at all obliging.liked to make his coffee at table, having, moreover, torrefied Public attention was distracted by the appearance of MonsieurBournisien, who was going across the market with theit, pulverised it, and mixed it himself.“Saccharum, doctor?” said he, offering the sugar.holy oil.Then he had all his children brought down, anxious to have Homais, as was due to his principles, compared priests tothe physician’s opinion on their constitutions.ravens attracted by the odour of death. The sight of an ecclesiasticwas personally disagreeable to him, for the cassock madeAt last Monsieur Lariviere was about to leave, when MadameHomais asked for a consultation about her husband. him think of the shroud, and he detested the one from someHe was making his blood too thick by going to sleep every fear of the other.evening after dinner.Nevertheless, not shrinking from what he called his mis-275