Madame Bovary - Penn State University

FlaubertChapter Fivivethe people coughing in the consulting room and recountingtheir histories.THE BRICK FRONT was just in a line with the street, or rather Then, opening on the yard, where the stable was, came athe road. Behind the door hung a cloak with a small collar, a large dilapidated room with a stove, now used as a woodhouse,cellar, and pantry, full of old rubbish, of empty casks,bridle, and a black leather cap, and on the floor, in a corner,were a pair of leggings, still covered with dry mud. On the agricultural implements past service, and a mass of dusty thingsright was the one apartment, that was both dining and sitting whose use it was impossible to guess.room. A canary yellow paper, relieved at the top by a garland The garden, longer than wide, ran between two mud wallsof pale flowers, was puckered everywhere over the badly with espaliered apricots, to a hawthorn hedge that separatedstretched canvas; white calico curtains with a red border hung it from the field. In the middle was a slate sundial on a brickcrossways at the length of the window; and on the narrow pedestal; four flower beds with eglantines surrounded symmetricallythe more useful kitchen garden bed. Right at themantelpiece a clock with a head of Hippocrates shone resplendentbetween two plate candlesticks under oval shades. bottom, under the spruce bushes, was a cure in plaster readinghis breviary.On the other side of the passage was Charles’s consultingroom, a little room about six paces wide, with a table, three Emma went upstairs. The first room was not furnished,chairs, and an office chair. Volumes of the “Dictionary of but in the second, which was their bedroom, was a mahoganyMedical Science,” uncut, but the binding rather the worse for bedstead in an alcove with red drapery. A shell box adornedthe successive sales through which they had gone, occupied the chest of drawers, and on the secretary near the window aalmost along the six shelves of a deal bookcase.bouquet of orange blossoms tied with white satin ribbonsThe smell of melted butter penetrated through the walls stood in a bottle. It was a bride’s bouquet; it was the otherwhen he saw patients, just as in the kitchen one could hear one’s. She looked at it. Charles noticed it; he took it and29