Madame Bovary - Penn State University

Flaubertpassed his hands over her face, called her little mamma, wanted an expected revenge for all her impotence in the past. A man,to make her dance, and half-laughing, half-crying, uttered all at least, is free; he may travel over passions and over countries,kinds of caressing pleasantries that came into his head. The overcome obstacles, taste of the most far-away pleasures. Butidea of having begotten a child delighted him. Now he wanted a woman is always hampered. At once inert and flexible, shenothing. He knew human life from end to end, and he sat has against her the weakness of the flesh and legal dependence.down to it with serenity.Her will, like the veil of her bonnet, held by a string, fluttersEmma at first felt a great astonishment; then was anxious in every wind; there is always some desire that draws her, someto be delivered that she might know what it was to be a conventionality that restrains.mother. But not being able to spend as much as she would She was confined on a Sunday at about six o’clock, as thehave liked, to have a swing-bassinette with rose silk curtains, sun was rising.and embroidered caps, in a fit of bitterness she gave up lookingafter the trousseau, and ordered the whole of it from a She turned her head away and fainted.“It is a girl!” said Charles.village needlewoman, without choosing or discussing anything.Thus she did not amuse herself with those prepara-d’Or, almost immediately came running in to embrace her.Madame Homais, as well as Madame Lefrancois of the Liontions that stimulate the tenderness of mothers, and so her The chemist, as man of discretion, only offered a few provincialfelicitations through the half-opened door. He wished toaffection was from the very outset, perhaps, to some extentattenuated.see the child and thought it well made.As Charles, however, spoke of the boy at every meal, she Whilst she was getting well she occupied herself much in seekinga name for her daughter. First she went over all those thatsoon began to think of him more consecutively.She hoped for a son; he would be strong and dark; she would have Italian endings, such as Clara, Louisa, Amanda, Atala; shecall him George; and this idea of having a male child was like liked Galsuinde pretty well, and Yseult or Leocadie still better.77