Madame Bovary - Penn State University

Flaubertstuck in its mouth; a Matthieu Laensberg lay on the dusty mantelpieceamid gunflints, candle-ends, and bits of amadou. dame Rollet,” and she went out, wiping her shoes at the door.“Very well! very well!” said Emma. “Good morning, Ma-Finally, the last luxury in the apartment was a “Fame” blowingher trumpets, a picture cut out, no doubt, from some talking all the time of the trouble she had getting up of nights.The good woman accompanied her to the end of the garden,perfumer’s prospectus and nailed to the wall with six wooden “I’m that worn out sometimes as I drop asleep on my chair.shoe-pegs.I’m sure you might at least give me just a pound of groundEmma’s child was asleep in a wicker-cradle. She took it up coffee; that’d last me a month, and I’d take it of a morningin the wrapping that enveloped it and began singing softly as with some milk.”she rocked herself to and fro.After having submitted to her thanks, Madam Bovary left.Leon walked up and down the room; it seemed strange to She had gone a little way down the path when, at the soundhim to see this beautiful woman in her nankeen dress in the of wooden shoes, she turned round. It was the nurse.midst of all this poverty. Madam Bovary reddened; he turned “What is it?”away, thinking perhaps there had been an impertinent look in Then the peasant woman, taking her aside behind an elmhis eyes. Then she put back the little girl, who had just been tree, began talking to her of her husband, who with his tradesick over her collar.and six francs a year that the captain—The nurse at once came to dry her, protesting that it wouldn’t “Oh, be quick!” said Emma.show.“Well,” the nurse went on, heaving sighs between each word,“She gives me other doses,” she said: “I am always a-washingof her. If you would have the goodness to order Camus, know men—”“I’m afraid he’ll be put out seeing me have coffee along, youthe grocer, to let me have a little soap, it would really be more “But you are to have some,” Emma repeated; “I will giveconvenient for you, as I needn’t trouble you then.”you some. You bother me!”81