Madame Bovary - Penn State University

Madame Bovarythe day when he had taken her from her father to his home, for not having dinner ready, and suggested that madame, inand had carried her off on a pillion, trotting through the snow, the meantime, should look over her house.for it was near Christmas-time, and the country was all white.She held him by one arm, her basket hanging from the other;the wind blew the long lace of her Cauchois headdress so thatit sometimes flapped across his mouth, and when he turnedhis head he saw near him, on his shoulder, her little rosy face,smiling silently under the gold bands of her cap. To warm herhands she put them from time to time in his breast. Howlong ago it all was! Their son would have been thirty by now.Then he looked back and saw nothing on the road. He feltdreary as an empty house; and tender memories mingling withthe sad thoughts in his brain, addled by the fumes of thefeast, he felt inclined for a moment to take a turn towards thechurch. As he was afraid, however, that this sight would makehim yet more sad, he went right away home.Monsieur and Madame Charles arrived at Tostes about sixo’clock.The neighbors came to the windows to see their doctor’snew wife.The old servant presented herself, curtsied to her, apologised28