Madame Bovary - Penn State University

Madame Bovary“Not yet; but I shall go next year, when I am living at Paris “What, indeed?” she said, fixing her large black eyes wideto finish reading for the bar.”open upon him.“As I had the honour of putting it to your husband,” “One thinks of nothing,” he continued; “the hours slip by.said the chemist, “with regard to this poor Yanoda who Motionless we traverse countries we fancy we see, and yourhas run away, you will find yourself, thanks to his extravagance,in the possession of one of the most comfortable follows the outline of the adventures. It mingles with thethought, blinding with the fiction, playing with the details,houses of Yonville. Its greatest convenience for a doctor is characters, and it seems as if it were yourself palpitating beneaththeir costumes.”a door giving on the Walk, where one can go in and outunseen. Moreover, it contains everything that is agreeable “That is true! That is true?” she said.in a household—a laundry, kitchen with offices, sittingroom,fruit-room, and so on. He was a gay dog, who didn’t across some vague idea of one’s own in a book, some dim“Has it ever happened to you,” Leon went on, “to comecare what he spent. At the end of the garden, by the side of image that comes back to you from afar, and as the completestexpression of your own slightest sentiment?”the water, he had an arbour built just for the purpose ofdrinking beer in summer; and if madame is fond of gardeningshe will be able—”“That is why,” he said, “I especially love the poets. I think“I have experienced it,” she replied.“My wife doesn’t care about it,” said Charles; “although she verse more tender than prose, and that it moves far more easilyto tears.”has been advised to take exercise, she prefers always sitting inher room reading.”“Still in the long run it is tiring,” continued Emma. Now I,“Like me,” replied Leon. “And indeed, what is better than on the contrary, adore stories that rush breathlessly along, thatto sit by one’s fireside in the evening with a book, while the frighten one. I detest commonplace heroes and moderate sentiments,such as there are in wind beats against the window and the lamp is burning?”nature.”72