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[Music] failure and success the older Monsieur Bovary monsieur chargon ii Bartolome Bovary had been a good-looking man when younger with a big mustache and rings on his fingers he was not however an impressive man and although he wore expensive clothes he always looked like an uncomfortable mixture of a military man and a cheap shopkeeper his good looks and ability to sell himself did nevertheless win him a wife with a good income after he was safely married he lived for two or three years on her money he ate and drank well and spent his days lying in bed till midday smoking his pipe and never coming home till the theatres and cafes closed when his father-in-law died the old man left very little money to his daughter disappointed Monsieur Bovary tried to start a textile business but lost a lot of money and finally retired into the country with the idea of showing the people there how to run a farm however he knew as little about agriculture as he did about textiles he rode his horses instead of making them work at the fattest chickens instead of selling them and cleaned his shooting boots with his own best bacon fat he soon discovered that he had little chance of making a fortune around this time he found a place on the borders of CO and Picardy her farm half private house which he could rent for 200 francs a year he took it and there an angry disappointed man at war with the rest of the world he shut himself up at the age of 45 he said that he was disgusted with other people and wanted only to live by himself at the beginning his wife had loved him above all others but this only seemed to add to his dislike of the world and he never had a kind word for her she had been cheerful kind-hearted and friendly but as she grew older in the same way that good wine turns into vinegar she became bad-tempered and bad company she was a hard worker though unlike her husband she was always on her feet always busy hurrying to see the lawyers knowing exactly when the next bills had to be paid indoors she was always working sewing washing keeping an eye on the man and paying them their wages her Lord and Master paying no attention to what was going on around him sat smoking by the fire when the first Madame Bovary had a child it became the center of her world the child's father however would have been happy to let him go without shoes he said that it would be more natural not to give him clothes and to let him run around like a young animal in contrast to his wife's ideas he thought a boy would grow up to be a better man if he undressed in the cold learned to drink alcohol and laughed at the village priest the child a gentle little thing made little progress in this kind of education his mother always kept him close to her she cut out pictures for him from the newspaper and made up countless stories in loving her son she was looking for something to make up for the loneliness of her life she dreamed he would be famous she could see him as a tall handsome clever man high up in the government service she taught him to read and to sing while she played on her old piano Monsieur Beauvoir he said this was all a waste of time how were they ever going to afford to educate him for a government job or help him start in business Madame Bovary bit her lip and did not argue with her husband and the child was allowed to run wild in the village he went around with the farm workers scared the birds by throwing stones at them looked for wild fruit helped in the fields wandered through the woods and played with other children on Saints days he helped ring the bells in the church and he loved to hang on to the big rope and feel himself carried up as it rose in the air and he grew as strong as a young oak tree with big hands and red cheeks when he reached the age of 12 his mother managed to arrange for him to begin his studies with the priest but the lessons were so short and badly organized that they did not do him much good sometimes it would be hot and the child would grow tired and before long the old man would be sleeping with his mouth wide open at other times the priest would see Xiao playing with his friends and would call him over to test his Latin verbs but then perhaps it would begin to rain or someone they knew would come along and lessons would be over for that day the priest always had a good word for his pupil though and said that the young man had a very good memory by the time young Chartres was 13 even his father saw that something must be done and Chartres left his unhappy home to spend three unhappy years in the College at Hall he wrote to his mother every week he did his homework he never did very well in his studies but he never failed altogether at the end of three years his mother took him away from the college with the plan that he should study medicine she got him a room on the fourth floor of a house overlooking a Little River she made arrangements for his meals found some bits of furniture a table and a couple of chairs and an old bed and made sure there was plenty of firewood to keep her poor boy warm after a week of preparations she went back home asking him over and over again to look after himself and to study hard the list of lectures which he read at the beginning of the term made his head spin there were lectures on subjects he had never heard of with names he could not even pronounce he listened as hard as he could but he could not understand what the lecturers were talking about however he attended every lecture and filled notebook after notebook he got through his work like a horse that is used to turn a mill wheel going round and round in the same place with his eyes covered never knowing what he was doing or where he was going Showell failed his medical examinations the first time the course was too difficult for him but his mother still believed in him and made his father pay for one more year this time charm and to pass and his mother began to plan again first he must have somewhere to work and then he must have a wife the first problem was solved when the old doctor in toast a small town near who died Charl became the next doctor then his mother found a 45 year old widow in Dieppe with an income of twelve hundred francs a year though she was ugly and bad-tempered and 25 years older than Chow her income made her attractive and shalt thought the marriage would make his life better he thought he would now have freedom and money to spend he was wrong his wife was in charge she told him what to say and what not to say she opened his letters watched his movements and when women patients were in the surgery she listened from the next room at night when child came to bed she put her long bony arms round his neck and told him all her troubles he did not love her he loved someone else yes she knew she would always be unhappy and she always ended by asking him for some medicine and for a little more love chapter 2 Mademoiselle Emma one night shall received a letter asking him to come at once to a farm at Labor to where the farmer had broken his leg the night was dark and the farm was 25 kilometres away but the farmer was a rich man and char was still building up his business so at four o'clock in the morning dr. Bovary set out a child was waiting at an open gate as he approached the farm are you the doctor he asked as Charlie wrote along he learned from the boy that Monsieur hoooo had broken his leg the night before he also learned that he had lost his wife two years ago and had no one with him now except for his daughter who looked after the house for him man Marcel Emma the farmer's daughter came to the door and showed him into the kitchen a fire was burning and the men's dinner was cooking in big polished pans Showell went upstairs to see the farmer the broken leg was a simple problem and shall asked the servant and the young woman to help with the patient as they tied up the farmers leg char was surprised to see how white her nails were her hands however were not beautiful perhaps a little too red she herself was too tall and she did not have the kind of soft figure shower liked a good point was her eyes they were dark almost black and she looked at you honestly and fearlessly as soon as he had finished looking after his patient the doctor was invited by Monsieur hoooo to eat before he left Chava went down into the room below where two places have been laid with shining silver on a small table and man Marcel Emma was waiting for him a smell of flowers and clean clothes came from a cupboard opposite the window and on the floor in the corner stood a few bags of wheat someone had hung a drawing of a Greek god in the middle of one of the walls it was in an attractive frame and written at the bottom were the words to my dear father they began by talking about Miss yahoooo and went on to discuss the weather and the cold winter Mademoiselle Emma did not like the country very much especially now she had almost all the responsibilities of the farm on her shoulders when shall have been upstairs to say goodbye to the farmer came back into the dining room he found her standing by the window looking out into the garden she turned round are you looking for something she asked yes I'm trying to find my riding-whip he replied and he began to look behind the doors and under the chairs Mademoiselle Emma found it between the bags of wheat and the wall and char went over to help as he bent down he felt the young woman's back rubbing against his chest she stood up blushing and looking at him over her shoulder handed him his whip instead of going back to labour though three days later as he said he would he returned the next day and he then went to the farm twice a week after 46 days Monsieur who could move around without help and people began to say what an excellent doctor Monsieur Beauvoir he was pear who Oh said the very best doctors in eve Toa war itself could not have treated him better Showell did not ask himself why he liked going to lay Beto if he had thought about it he would have said to himself that it was a serious case or he expected to earn a good fee but was that really the reason why these visits to the farm were so pleasant on days when he was visiting he got up early and wrote to the farm as quickly as he could only stopping to clean his boots and to put on his black glove before going into the house he liked to ride into the yard and see the farm boys as they came forward to meet him he liked the house and Monsieur who oh who held his hand and said he had saved his life he liked the sound of Mademoiselle Emma's wooden shoes on the clean stone floor of the kitchen when he left she always came with him to the top of the steps and would wait with him until the boys brought his horse one day at the end of the winter it started to rain as he was leaving the house she went back inside for an umbrella and put it up it was a silk one and it caught the sunlight reflecting little colored patches of light onto the whiteness of her skin she smiled at him and you could hear the sound of the raindrops as they fell one by one onto the tight surface of the silk when chau first began his visits to lay Beto his wife always asked about his patient but when she learned that the farmer's daughter had been to school and had learnt dancing geography and drawing and could play the piano her interest changed to anger and dislike at first she made unfriendly remarks about men Moselle cool but shall ignored them because he did not want an argument so at last she told him to his face what she thought of him and he did not know what to reply why did he keep going to lay bet Oh Monsieur floor was well again now and he had not paid his bill ah she knew all about it there was someone else there someone who was a good talker someone who was well educated and clever that was what he liked young pretty ladies so shall agreed to stop his visits to lay bare toe but now that he could not see Mademoiselle Emma he decided he could love her his wife was so unattractive just skin and bone she wore the same black clothes and gray stockings the same ugly shoes all year round so if he could not see the farmer's daughter anymore he would dream of her this unhappy situation lasted for several months until one fine day in the early spring the lawyer who had looked after Madame bovary's affairs left town with all his clients money she still had a share in a ship that was worth 6,000 francs and her house in Dieppe but there was nothing left of that fortune she had been so proud of and when her financial affairs were looked into more carefully Charles's father found out that the house in Dieppe was mortgaged and her share in the vessel was not worth more than 200 francs she had lied the good lady masti abou very senior was so angry that he took up a chair and smashed it on the stone floor and he told his wife she had ruined her son by making him marry an old woman like that they came to toast to tell Charles's rich wife what they thought of her there was a terrible argument Eloise begged her husband to defend her against his parents and child did his best but the old people were still angry when they left the house the damage had been done a week later as she was hanging out the washing in the yard Eloise Bovary found that she was spitting blood the next day while Showell had his back to her opening the curtains she cried out Oh God and fell to the floor she was dead how amazing when the funeral was over Showell returned to the house he went up into the bedroom and saw her dress hanging up at the foot of the bed he stayed there until it was dark lost in sorrowful thought after all perhaps she had loved him Chapter three a new wife one morning pair who came to pay child for his treatment and to say how sorry he was to hear about his wife's death seeing how unhappy char looked he said you must make an effort Monsieur Beauvoir fee you will be happy again one day come and see us my daughter asks about you and says that you are forgetting her spring will soon be here come and shoot a rabbit or two Chow took his advice he went back to labour toe and found everything there just the same as before the apple trees were already in flower and pear hoooo did his best to make the doctor feel comfortable he even told him a few stories and shall was surprised to find himself laughing when he remembered his wife he became serious again but then the coffee came in and he thought no more about her back home he also thought of her less and less as he got used to living alone he was free now to have his meals when he liked he could go out and come in without having to give explanations and when he was very tired he could stretch out his arms and legs in bed as far as he liked he gave himself little treats let himself feel self pity and let people be nice to him moreover his wife's death had been rather good for him professionally because for a whole month people had been saying poor young man what bad luck so his name had been heard and his practice had increased and he could go to labour tow whenever he wanted to he was strangely happy and looking at himself in the mirror as he brushed his moustache he thought he had become better looking he arrived at the farm one day at about 3 o'clock when everyone was out in the fields he went into the kitchen but did not see Emma at first the sunlight shone on the kitchen floor in long narrow bars reflecting on the ceiling flies on the table crawled up the glasses that had not been washed or drowned in the cider in the bottom of a jug between the window and the fireplace ms at sewing she had no scarf around her neck and he could see the fine hairs on her shoulders like all country people she offered him a drink he said no at first but at last with a laugh she persuaded him to have a glass with her she went to the cupboard and brought out the bottle took down two small glasses filled one poured two or three drops into the other and tapping it against the doctor's put it to her lips as it was nearly empty she leaned back to drink and with her head back she began to laugh because she could not taste anything at the same time she tried to catch some of the drops from the bottom of the glass with the tip of her tongue then she sat down and took up her work again a white cotton sock which he was repairing she worked with her head bent forward she did not talk nor did char as he watched her the only sound he could hear was the excitement of a hen that had laid an egg in the yard outside after some time Emma started to talk to him she had been complaining ever since the spring about feeling dizzy she wondered whether bathing in the sea would do her any good she began to talk about her convent school and sharla bout his college days they went upstairs to her room where she showed him her old music books and the prizes she had won and she went on to speak of her mother and even pointed out the bed in the garden where she gathered flowers on the first Friday in every month to lay on her mother's grave she said she would like to live in town in the winter although perhaps the long days made the country even more boring in the summer and according to what she would say her voice was clear and strong Musical or almost a whisper as if she was speaking to herself that night as he was riding home Charlotte about the different things she had said trying to remember them exactly to discover what they meant so that he might understand how her life had been before he met her then he began to wonder how she would become if she married and whom she would marry unfortunately old who was apparently very wealthy and she herself so beautiful but the thought kept coming to him the doctor wants a wife yes the doctor wants a wife that night he could not sleep he got up took a drink from the water jug and opened his window the sky was filled with stars a warm breeze was blowing and a long way off some dogs were barking he turned his head towards Liberto thinking that after all he had nothing to lose by it Showell made up his mind to ask her to marry him but every time he was alone with her the fear of being unable to find the right words left him unable to speak in fact pair luer would have been happy to see his daughter married especially as she was very little use in the house he made excuses for her telling himself that she had too much intelligence for the farming life when therefore he noticed that child blushed each time he was near his daughter and that the young man was clearly interested in her he gave the matter some thought although Charl was not the sort of man he would have chosen for a son-in-law he was well educated and a hard worker and would not ask him for too much money to take his daughter of his hands this mattered as Monsieur who Oh had debts with most of his suppliers and had just had to sell a large amount of land if he asks me he said to himself he can have her a little later shall came to spend three days at lay back toe the time went quickly and he never seemed to find the right moment to speak as he was leaving monsieur goooo came out to see him on his way they had reached a bend in the road and were preparing to say goodbye it was now or never shall gave himself until the corner of the field and at last when they had passed it he said almost in a whisper what's Yahoo oh there is something I want to say to you they stopped child could not speak come on then out with it do you think I don't know what it's all about said the farmer laughing quietly / who au-pair goooo well the farmer went on it's nothing I would like better but though I am sure my little girl will agree we must put the question to her you go on I'll go back to the farm if it's yes there will be no need for you to come back she'll need some time to get used to the idea but so you can be sure I'll open the window in the front bedroom you'll be able to see it from the back here and with these words he returned to the house shall tied his horse to a tree he hurried back to take up his position and waited half an hour went by then 19 more minutes which he timed by his watch suddenly something banged against the wall the window was open she had accepted him next day by 9 o'clock he was at the farm Emma blushed when he came in but tried to laugh a little to her who took his son-in-law in his arms then began to talk about the arrangements they had plenty of time before them since the wedding could not take place until at least 12 months after the death of Charles's first wife and that meant the spring of the following year the wedding dinner was a grand affair 43 people sat down at the table and remained there for 16 hours and the party which followed went on for several days for most of the guests it was a wedding to remember the only person who did not enter the spirit of things seemed to be madame bovary senior who sat through the whole event with a sour look on her face no one had asked her about the bride's dress all the arrangements for the party she went to bed early her husband however did not follow her but sent into some Victor for cigars he sat with the men and smoked until the morning drinking and laughing until the Sun rose on the day of the wedding Charl had not been a great success he was neither a confident speaker nor a great teller of jokes next day however he seemed a different man while Emma did not give the smallest idea of what she thought about it all char was completely changed he called her his wife his dear kept asking where she was looked for her everywhere and frequently took her out into the yard where he was seen among the trees with his arm round her waist two days after the wedding the newly married couple left shark a not be away from his practice any longer Monsieur guro sent them home in his carriage and went with them himself as far as vessel veal there he kissed his daughter goodbye and started for home again on foot when he had gone about a hundred metres he stopped and looked back at the carriage disappearing down the road then he thought of his own wedding like Chartres he too had been happy when he took his wife from her father's house back to his own she had written behind him through the snow it was near Christmas and the country all white one of her arms held on to him and over the other she carried her basket when he turned his head he saw close by him just above his shoulder a little smiling face to warm her fingers she had pushed them from time to time inside his jacket how far away it seemed now he looked back again and there was nothing to be seen along the road he felt as sad as an empty house Monsieur and Madame shall arrived a toast at about six o'clock the neighbors came to their windows to take a look at the doctor's new wife the old servant came to meet them and made excuses for the dinner not being ready and suggested that for the moment Madame should come in and look around the house chapter 4-2 world's the front-of-the-house looked straight onto the street hanging up behind the front door were the doctor's coat a belt a black leather cap and on the floor in the corner a pair of boots covered with dried mud to the right was the sitting room where meals were also eaten white cotton curtains with a red border were hung along the windows and above the fireplace there was a splendid clock and a head of hippocrates on the other side of the passage was Charles's consulting room a little box of a place about two meters wide with a table three ordinary chairs and one armchair a set of books the dictionary of medical science took up almost all the six shelves of the bookcase they had been owned by many earlier doctors in toast but never read the smell of cooking would come in through the thin wall during consultations and anyone in the kitchen could hear the patients coughing and talking to the doctor as clearly as if they were in the room the long narrow garden ran down to the fields fruit trees grew along the stone walls and four flower beds planted with weak-looking roses were set around a square area which was used for vegetables at the far end under some low trees there was a small white statue of a priest reading a prayer book Emma went up to see the bedrooms there was no furniture in the first one but the second their bedroom contained their new bed with its red curtains there was a box made of seashells on a chest of drawers and on the desk by the window stood a glass bottle with a bunch of dried flowers tied with white ribbon they were the flowers from his first wife's wedding Charles saw her looking at them and took them out of the room sitting in an armchair while her maid unpacked her things Emma thought about her own wedding flowers lying in one of the boxes and she wondered what would happen to them if she died young Shaw was a happy man now in bed in the morning with her head on the pillow beside him he would look at the sunlight on her cheek and at her beautiful eyes when she woke he could lose himself in those eyes looking into them until he saw a tiny picture of himself his nightcap on his head and the collar of his shirt open as soon as he was up and dressed she would go to the window to see him start his day down in the street below chil would prepare to get onto his horse while she went on talking to him from above sometimes she might find a feather and send it floating through the air to be caught in the long hair on his old white horse's neck as he rode off shar would blow her a kiss and she would wave back to him it was the first time in his life that he had tasted such happiness he had been lonely and friendless at school and when he was studying medicine and then he had had 14 months of married life with the widow whose feet in bed were like lumps of ice but now this lovely woman was his for life before she married Emma - had thought she was in love but the happiness that should have come from love was somehow missing it seemed to her that she must have made a mistake must have misunderstood things in one way or another and as she stood by her bedroom window morning after morning Emma tried hard to understand what exactly the words joy love desire meant they had always seemed so beautiful to her in books but what did they mean in real life novels had always seemed more real to her than the life she had to live when she was at her conference school a teacher has sometimes secretly lent such books to the older girls they were all about love lovers beautiful girls ladies in day eeeh horses written till they drop dead dark forests tears and kisses and gentlemen as brave as lions when she was 15 Emma read the works of Walter Scott for the first time and found she was happier in this imagined past than her rather boring present the characters she read about in these books were much more interesting than the teachers and students she saw around her she had felt a thrill each time she blew back the thin paper which protected the pictures she saw young men holding young women in white dresses in their arms or English ladies with golden hair who looked at you with big bright eyes in her reading she was able to listen to the sound of heavenly music and the falling leaves later after her mother died she even fell in love with the church and thought of staying in the convent of never going out into the world but in her last year of school she began to lose her interest in religion when her father took her away her teachers were not sorry to see her go she had they thought stopped showing any respect for their community on her return home Emma tried to find him interest in managing her father's house but she soon grew tired of the country and wished herself back in her convent when Charles came to lay back toe for the first time she thought of herself as a disappointed woman one for whom life had nothing new to offer either in knowledge or experience maybe her wish for a change possibly to the unrest caused by the presence of an unknown man had been enough to make her believe that she wasn't last in love but now she could not believe that her present state was the happiness she had dreamed about nevertheless she sometimes thought that these were in fact the happiest days of her life of course it would have been so much better if they could have gone far away to lands whose names fall like music on the ear where the wedding's of lovers are followed by morning's of soft delight and where when the Sun Goes Down you breathe sitting beside the sea the sweet perfume of the lemon trees why did her bedroom window not look out onto the Swiss or Scottish mountains why did her husband not stand beside her in a black silk jacket the wind blowing his long hair back from his pale white forehead but Charl cannot read these thoughts and was not able to share her dreams and as their lives became closer Emma in fact began to have a secret feeling of distance from her husband Charles's conversation was uninteresting to her he told her that when he lived in room he never had the smallest desire to go to the theatre he could not swim he had no idea of how to use a sword he could not fire a gun he knew nothing and he wanted nothing he thought she was happy and his heavy comfortable happiness had begun to annoy her a few weeks after they came to tossed one of Charles's patients presented Madame with a little Italian hunting dog she took it with her for walks because she used to go out sometimes just to get a few moments to herself and to enjoy a change from the garden and the dusty road she would go as far as the woods near Banville along by the empty summerhouse at the end of the wall towards the open country there at the side of the lake the plants grew higher than a man and had leaves as sharp as knives sitting at the edge of the wood among the pink and blue wildflowers her thoughts would wander here and there like her dog which ran from one place to the next chasing the birds and insects but in the same way that her dog always came back to her she always came back to the same question my god why did I marry him she would then call jolly the name she had given her dog to come to her and stroking her long graceful head would say come kiss your mistress you have no worries have you then she would look into the creatures beautiful sad eyes and a feeling of tenderness would come over her pretending the animal was herself she would talk to her aloud as if she were comforting someone towards the end of September however an extraordinary event happened in her life she was invited to love abhyasa the home of the Marquis down the VDA the Marquis who had been a minister in the national government wanted to get back into politics and he was now doing his best to make himself popular during the winter months he had given firewood to the poor and he was always the first to demand new roads for his district during the summer he had had a painful mouth infection which char had managed to cure before it became really serious the servant who was sent to touched to pay for the treatment told his master when he got back that he had seen some splendid cherries in the doctors little garden cherries did not grow well at Livadia sir and the Marquis asked Bovary to let him have a few baskets he then decided to come in person to thank the doctor saw Emma and noted that she had a pretty figure and good manners after this the Marquis decided that he would not harm his chances in the coming vote if he sent the young people an invitation to his house and so one Wednesday at 3 o'clock monsieur and madame bovary set off in their courage to louisville BSR with a big traveling bag tied on behind and a hat box fixed in front they arrived when it was getting dark just as the lamps were being lit in the park to guide the carriages the shuttle of abuse are a large bill in 16th century style stood in the center of parkland a stream flowed between tall trees and beneath a bridge and through the evening mist they could see cottages and farm buildings Showell stopped the carriage at the foot of the steps leading up to the front door and two servants came down to take their bags then the Marquis came forward and offering his arm to the doctor's lady walked with her into the hall another high ceiling their voices and footsteps sounded as if they were in a church as she passed through on her way to the main room Emma so large dark paintings of the Marquis relatives summon the clothes of the royal court others in the uniforms of army or Navy officers when the Marquis opened the door for them one of the ladies rose it was the Marquis herself and came forward to welcome Emma she made her sit down beside her on a low chair and began to chat with her as if she had known her for a long time at seven o'clock dinner was served the men were seated at the first table in the hall the ladies of the second in the dining room with the Marquis and the Marquis at the long dining tables the glasses were filled with iced champagne Emma felt a thrill goes through her as she tasted the coldness of it in her mouth she had never seen some of the fruit that they had on the table and even the sugar seemed whiter here and more finely powdered than elsewhere after dinner there was dancing more guests were arriving and the room filled with people Emma sat down near the door and watched the men talking and smoking cigars in small groups in their black and white evening dress as the servants moved among them carrying drinks and more small delicate things to eat all along the rows of seated women she could see smiles half hidden half revealed by the flowers the ladies held everywhere there was silk the flash of jewels and gold white arms and hair piled high on elegant heads Emma's heart beat faster when her partner holding her by the tips of her fingers she took her place in line and stood waiting for the dance to begin but her nervousness soon disappeared and moving to the music she flew on as light as a bird the memories of her past life which until then had always been so clear disappeared so completely in the magic of the moment that she could hardly persuade herself they were not a dream there she was no doubt about that during a break in the dancing supper was served and again the wine flowed freely accompanied by seafood soup sweet puddings and all kinds of cold meats now people with longer journeys began to get into their carriages and drive off one after another Charl was half asleep with his back against the door but not everyone was ready to leave and it was at 3:00 in the morning when the last dance began only the guests who were staying the night at the Chateau were still there one of these a vacant whose evening dress fitted him like a glove came a second time to invite madame bovary to dance they began slowly and then increased their speed they turned and everything around them turned the lamps the furniture and the floor as they swung past the doors Emma's dress blew up in the air the Viking down at her she raised her eyes to his for a moment she lost her breath and stopped then off they went again quicker than ever racing down to the high windows at the far end of the room where she nearly fell and for a moment rested her head on his chest and then still turning but more gently now he took her to her seat she leaned back against the wall and covered her eyes with her hands then there was a little more conversation and after saying good night or good morning the guests went off to bed dragged himself upstairs on heavy legs but Emma did not want to sleep she opened the window and sat with her head in her hand the night was dark a few drops of rain were falling she breathed in the damp wind that blew cool against her eyelids the dance music was still playing in her ears and she tried to keep awake in order to keep the dream alive for as long as she could as she stood there the Sun began to rise beyond the trees and she shivered with cold she undressed and got down between the sheets close up to Cheryl who was asleep there were 12 or 15 of them at breakfast which to Charles surprise was all over in ten minutes after that a small group went with Mademoiselle down to villi for a walk through the park and then to amuse the lady the Marquis took Emma to see his stables while Charlotte to ask one of the men to bring his horse and carriage when Emma returned the bovary's said their goodbyes to the Marquis and Marquis and turned their horse's head towards toast and home Emma sat in silence their bags banged against the back of the carriage as they made their way down the rough road they had reached the high ground of tebow veal when suddenly a group of gentlemen laughing and smoking cigars rode past them Emma thought she recognized the Viking who had danced with her last night she turned round to have another look but they were already too far away a little later they had stopped to make a small repair to the carriage when he had finished Showell noticed something lying on the ground between his horse's legs he bent down and picked up a beautifully made green silk cigar-case with two cigars still inside it they'll be good this evening after dinner he put the case in his pocket and started the horse when they got home the evening meal was not ready Madame became angry and the maid Nastase replied rudely you can leave said Emma you are finished here so all they had for dinner was onion soup with a small piece of meat and some vegetables how nice it is to be back home again said Xiao Qi ophélie rubbing his hands as he sat down opposite Hema they could hear Nastase weeping as they ate shall was rather fond of the poor girl who had kept him company after his first wife died when he had nothing to do she had been his first patient the first person he ever got to know in cost have you really told her to leave he said at last yes why not she replied after supper they went into the kitchen to warm themselves while the bedroom was being prepared Charl began to smoke he pushed out his lips spat repeatedly and pulled his head back every time he breathed in the smoke from the cigar he will make yourself ill she said he put the cigar down and went to get himself a drink of water quick as lightning Emma picked up the cigar case and threw it into the back of the cupboard time went so slowly the next day Emma walked around her little garden up and down up and down stopping to look at the flowerbeds of the fruit trees looking at all these familiar things things that she knew so well but which now seemed so strange how far away the Chateau seemed already her journey to Louisville BSR had changed her life but left it feeling empty however she accepted her fate she folded up her beautiful dress and laid it carefully away in the chest of drawers with her dancing shoes she had now known wealth and luxury and life would never be the same the memory of this visit to the Chateau became part of her life each Wednesday she would sigh as she awoke and say to herself a week ago today a fortnight ago three weeks ago I was there but little by little the faces of the people became faint in her memory and she forgot the tunes she had danced to the servants clothes the look of the rooms came back less clearly to her vision some of the details faded away but the empty space in her heart remained chapter 5 moving home often when child was out of the house Emma would go to the cupboard and take out the green silk cigar case she had hidden there it must have belonged to the five count perhaps it was a present from a lady friend in Paris made with love and care in every stitch Paris what sort of a place was it Paris she said the name on to her breath because she loved the sound of it it was like the great Bell in an old church the word seemed to add a golden light to everything around it even to the labels of her little pots of cheap makeup she bought a guidebook to Paris and with her finger tip on the map she would make little imaginary journeys around the capital she pretended she was walking along the wide streets looking in wonder at the great houses at last growing tired she would let her eyes close and then in the darkness she dreamed she saw the flame of the street lamps and the steps of the carriages being let down at the entrance to the theatre she buried herself in women's magazines reading every word about opera and fashion and the life of the rich she read the latest novels even ringing her book with her to the table and turning the pages while Charlotte and talked and as she read the memory of the Viscount came back to her and her dreams became more important more real to her than her life as a country doctor's wife but she tried to improve things in her house she taught her maid to and a glass of water held in a white cloth to knock before entering a room to dress her mistress in the daytime Emma wore a long dress with a silk belt and little red silk shoes she had bought herself a writing case a pen holder and some envelopes although she had no one to write to she thought she would like to travel or to go back to her school she wanted to die and she wanted to go and live in Paris and shall Road from farm to farm on his old horse he had breakfast in farmhouse kitchens visited sick people in their dirty beds got blood on his hands and face and listened to the last words of the dying but every night he came home to a fire a good dinner a comfortable chair and a pretty wife who had so many little ways of giving pleasure it might be paper shades for the candles a new ribbon for her dress or an extraordinary name for a very ordinary dish which shall heed happily enjoying every bit of it everything Emma did added something to the pleasure of his senses and of his home it was like finding gold dust in the middle of the narrow pathway of his life he felt well and looked well people liked him he talked to their children did not drink could be trusted and was especially good with the chest complaints that were so common among country people a major reason for Charles's success was that he was so afraid of killing his patients that he never gave them anything more than simple medicines but he was not frightened of surgery and had a strong wrist when he pulled teeth the people of the region were happy with their doctor shawl did have some ambitions he tried to read a professional journal after dinner but the warmth of the room and the good meal he had eaten would send him to sleep after 5 minutes and there he sat his head resting on his two hands and has long hair hanging over his face looked at him and asked herself why she had not got one of those strong silent men for a husband men who sit up at night with their books and become famous if not rich she would have liked the name of Bovary which was hers now to be famous to be seen in the book shops talked about in the papers known all over France but she'll did not have that kind of ambition and sometimes she felt like hitting him what a man what a poor kind of man she said to herself biting her lips so as time went on Emma felt herself less and less able to put up with her husband he was growing more unpleasant as he got older he sucked his teeth after eating and made a horrible noise at every mouthful of soup he swallowed as he was beginning to put on weight his eyes which were already small looked as if they would start to disappear into his increasingly fat face deep down in her heart she was waiting for something to happen she did not know what it would be what the wind would blow to her but every morning when she awoke she hoped it would come that day she listened to every sound watched every new face in the street outside her house for a sign and could not understand why nothing happened and then at sunset sadder than ever she would long for the next day to come the spring came again with the first touch of heat when the apple trees were in flower she began to have a tax of dizziness and when July came she counted on her fingers how many weeks it would be to October thinking that perhaps the Marquis done the real ei would be giving another dance of love or BSR but September came and went and no one called or wrote after this disappointment there was the same emptiness in her heart and the empty days began again as before the future was like a corridor in which there was no light and at the end of it only a closed door she gave up her music what was the use of playing who was there to hear she stopped her drawing what was the good what was the good of at all even sewing bored her there's nothing left to read she said to herself and there she sat staring at the falling rain was this hopeless life going to last forever was there no escape she knew she was just as good as the luckier ones at love OB I saw she had seen great ladies who were not as pretty or intelligent as her why was she so unlucky she would lean her head against the wall and weep wanting so much for a life of excitement pleasures all the delights which must be out there in the world but which were not hers there were days when she would talk and talk then the excitement would die away and she would fall back into a kind of dreamworld and sit without moving or saying a word as she was always saying how she hated tossed Charles ought her illness must be caused by the place itself the idea grew on him and he began seriously to think of going elsewhere then she started drinking vinegar to make herself lose weight coughed a little dry cough and could not touch her food it was hard for char leaf tossed he had been there for four years and was building a good practice however what must be must be he took her to rural to see another doctor the doctor said it was a case of nerves what she needed was a change so char looked around all over the place and at last heard of a busy little market town called Yan Villa Bay somewhere in the Nerf Chatel area where the doctor had recently left town and no replacement had been found he wrote to the local pharmacist asking him to let him know how many people there were in the place what sort of competition there was and how much a year the other man used to make the answers was satisfactory and shall decided he would make a move in the spring if Emma's health had not improved one day when she was emptying a draw in preparation for the move Emma felt something sharp against her finger it was the piece of wire around her wedding flowers faded and dusty now and the ribbon eaten by insects she threw them on the fire where they burned like a handful of dry grass and there lay like a red bush in the fireplace as she watched them burn the paper berries burst the wire bent and twisted and the paper flowers were held in the hot air like black insects until at last they flew up the chimney in March when they left toast Madame Bovary was pregnant Chapter six young V Yan Vela Bay is a market town about 26 kilometers from rural between the advil and Beauvais roads it is on the borders of Normandy pakodi and the Ile de France the sort of place where the language has no accent and the landscape no character here they make the worst cheese in the whole district and farming is expensive because the sandy stony soil is so poor until 1835 there was no good road to young veal and although a new one has been built nothing has really changed there for a hundred years walking into the town you still pass small farm houses set in their own gardens and see that the fields stretch almost into the center of the town the market with its red roofs supported by 20 or more wooden posts takes up half of the town's square the Town Hall is a large important looking building but what really catches the eye is the pharmacy of monsieur o'may just opposite the town's one hotel the Lian door the pharmacy is especially attractive at night when the lamps are lit and the big red and green glass bottles in the window send long beams of coloured light far out along the ground from top to bottom the building is covered with advertisements for medicines and mineral water and the shop sign which goes right across the front carries in gold and letters the words or may pharmacist at the far end of the shop the word laboratory appears over a glass door on which halfway up the name or may is repeated in more gold letters on black and that is all there is worth seeing in Yonville the one and only Street with a shop or two on either side of it stops at the bend in the road if you turn to your right and follow the path at the foot of the hill you come to the cemetery the night the bovary's arrived in yan v madame likova who ran the in were so busy that the sweat ran down her face as she rushed around among her some pans tomorrow was market day and she still had the meat to cook the soup to make and the coffee to get ready then there was the meal for her regular customers as well as for the new doctor and his wife and maid whose coach was now half an hour late shouts of laughter came from the bar where three workmen were calling for more wine and the wood fire was burning a man in soft green leather shoes a smoking cap on his head was standing worming his back by the fire he had a look of complete self-satisfaction on his face and he appeared to be as carefree as the small bird in the cage which hung from the ceiling it was the pharmacist waiting for the evening meal which he regularly adds at the hotel he did not have to wait too long soon Madame la Francois heard the sound of wheels and the metal shoes of a tired horse on the road outside as soon as the coach stopped other villagers came to the inn and all began to speak at once asking for news explanations and packages they had been waiting for as he gave out his parcels EVF the coachman told them they had been delayed because Madame bovary's little dog had run away and had not been found Emma had in fact been crying for the last hour she said it was Charles's fault Monsieur Oliver who was travelling inside the coach and who had the fabric shop in the village had done his best to make her happier by telling her of several cases in which dogs had come back to their masters after years of separation there was a story he said of a dog that found its way back to Paris all the way from Constantinople dog or no dog they had arrived at their new home and had to leave the coach Emma got out first then Felice today her maid and then Monsieur Oliver they had to wait Charl up he had fallen asleep in his corner as soon as it grew dark o'may introduced himself offered his services to Madame and his respects to Monsieur told them he was to have been able to do them a service adding with a smile that he had invited himself to dinner as his wife was away from home as soon as she was in the kitchen Madame Bovary went over to the fire with the tips of two fingers she took hold of her dress at the knee and raising it above her ankles stretched out a foot to the flames a little foot in a black boot the fire lit her from top to toe it's red light making her dress shine and showing the perfect white skin of her face on the other side of the fireplace a fair-haired young man watched her in silence Monsieur lay on Dupree Clarke to the town's only lawyer also at regularly at Leone door as he found life in young veal almost impossibly boring he would often delay his meal in the hope that a traveler would arrive at the inn with whom he could enjoy a conversation in the evening it was therefore with some pleasure but he accepted the suggestion that he should sit down with the bovary's at the table or may ask permission to keep on his cap for fear of catching cold Madame must be a little tired he said turning to Emma it is not a comfortable journey very true she answered but I love moving around I hate staying in one place oh I agree staying in one place is horrible said the clerk but if you were like me said shall and always had to be on your horse and so the meal continued Charles spent most of his time discussing medical matters with Monsieur homais while aiong told Madame Bovary about the attractions of the neighborhood they quickly discovered that they shared the same romantic tastes I think there's nothing so beautiful as a sunset especially by the sea said Madame Bovary oh I love the sea was your lay all replied and doesn't it seem to you somehow that you think more freely and that it raises your soul and makes you think of the endless nature of things it's just the same where there are mountains Leon went on so they continued talking of Switzerland and Italy which they had never visited and music which neither of them could play and reading the one thing that both of them did enthusiastically what can be better than sitting by the fire in the evening with a book when the lamp is lit and the wind beats against the window said leo that's just what I think she replied looking at him with her big dark eyes you forget everything he went on the hours slip by sitting still in your armchair you can wander in strange places and imagine they're there before your eyes oh yes that's true she said they had been at the table for two and a half hours by now since after me is the servant did not hurry as she brought the dishes in from the kitchen quite unconsciously Leo had put his foot up on one of the bars of the chair on which Madame Bovary was sitting moving closer so he could catch everything she said and so while Chartres and the pharmacist went on with their discussion Emma and Leo said close to one another and entered into a conversation in which they talked about the interests they shared the Paris theatres names of novels the latest dances the world of fashion which neither of them knew anything about tossed where she had lived and young veal where they were now they discussed anything and everything and talked all through dinner when the coffee was brought in félicité went to arrange the bedroom in the new house and the group around the dinner table soon afterwards rose to go Madame Lafleur had fallen asleep by the dying fire while the manservant lamp in hand was waiting to show Monsieur and Madame Bovary to their house the house felt damp and cold after the warmth of the in the walls were new and the Wooden's Aires had no carpet upstairs in the bedroom a pale light came in through the curtain 'less windows the tops of some trees could just be seen and beyond them the fields in the moonlight this would be the fourth time Emma had slept in a new bedroom the first was when she went to the convent the second when she came to toast the third love abuse ah and now this was the fourth and every time it seemed as if she were entering a new stage in her life she could not believe that things would look and be the same in different places the most recent period of her life had been bad so the next part would have to be better Chapter seven in love next morning when she awoke Emma saw the clock walking across the square she was in her dressing gown he looked up and took off his hat she gave a little nod and quickly shut the window all day long lay on waited for 6 o'clock to arrive but when he went round to the inn the only person there was Monsieur Binet the tax collector already seated at the table the dinner of the night before had been an important event for Leo it was the first time in his life that he had talked to a woman for a whole evening how did he manage to tell her and in such brilliant language so many things he could not have expressed so well before unfortunately it did not look as if he would have the chance to repeat his performance for the moment Monsieur or may the pharmacist however was able to visit madame bovary and show what a good neighbor he was he told her all about the shopkeepers where to get her butter cheaply and he helped her find a gardener it has to be said however but he was not doing this out of pure kindness Monsieur homais had a year earlier broken the law which forbade the practice of medicine by all unqualified persons someone had told the authorities and Monsieur homais had been given a very severe warning by the magistrate in rural the problem was that he still liked to give quick innocent consultations in his shop but the mayor did not like him others were jealous and he was playing a dangerous game so Monsieur homais thought to himself that if he did things were monsieur and madame bovary was your Bovo he would be grateful and a grateful man does not make complaints to the authorities in whom walk every morning o'may would come across with the newspaper and often during the afternoon he would leave his shop for a minute or two to chat with the new doctor sharo was not a happy man patients did not come he sat for hour after hour in silence or he went to sleep in his surgery or watched his wife so he even started doing some small jobs at home trying to paint the bedroom with some paint the men had left behind money was his great worry he had spent such a lot on repairs tossed on his wife's clothes and on moving and most of his savings and Emmas money had gone in two years but Cheryl also had something pleasant to think about as his wife was expecting a child and the closer they got to the time the more loving he became it was another link between them real evidence of their marriage when he watched her heavier walk when she sat opposite him at the table or when she was in her armchair after dinner he could not stop himself getting up kissing her stroking her face calling her little mother the idea of being a father pleased him very much he lacked nothing at first Emma was surprised by his attention then all she wanted was to have the baby as soon as possible so that she would know how it felt to be a mother their shortage of money meant that she could not buy all the things she wanted for the new arrival so perhaps she did not feel as much love for the child she carried as she wanted to give but she thought about it all the time she hoped it would be a boy he should be strong and dark and they would call him George and the thought of having a boy somehow made her feel better a man would be free while a woman is always limited she is weaker and economically dependent and the habits of society do not permit her the same freedom Emma's baby was born on a Sunday morning at about 6:00 just as the Sun was rising it's a girl said shy she turned away her head and fainted madam Oh may came to the house as soon as the news was given to congratulate her and so did Madame la vas wah of the Lian door the pharmacist offered his congratulations through the half-open door he then asked to see the baby and declared it was the most well formed he had ever seen as the doctor felt that his wife was not strong enough to feed the baby herself the little girl was sent to a wet nurse was nothing else to do in the days after the birth Emma tried to think of a name for her daughter first she went through names with Italian endings like Clara Louisa Amanda she rather liked old names like Gus in DES or assault or lioka d Charl wanted the child to be called after her mother Emma said no at last mi remembered that at the Chateau de laval BSR she had heard the Marquise call a young woman by the name of Berta that decision was made four or five weeks after the birth Emma felt a sudden need to see her little girl so she set out in the direction of the wet nurses house at the far end of the village it was midday and the Sun beat down from a cloudless sky a hot wind was blowing and when she had gone some way Emma began to feel weak from the effort of walking she started to think she should return home or go in somewhere and sit down just then Monsieur lay on came out from a house close by with some papers under his arm he came up and spoke and took her into the shade outside lover's shop Madame Bovary said she was on her way to see her baby but that she was beginning to feel tired if began leo but he stopped not daring to continue are you very busy she asked and when the clerk said that he was not she begged him to walk with her to reach the nurses house they had to go along to the end of the street and then turn as if they were going to the cemetery they set off side by side and recognized the house by an old tree that shaded it it was a low badly maintained house with a brown roof and small untidy garden hearing the gate open the woman came out carrying a baby at her breast with her other hand she was dragging along a poor miserable looking two-year-old with spots all over his face come in she said your little one is in there asleep she went into the dark bedroom and showed Emma where the little girl was sleeping Emma took the baby in her arms wrapped up in the dirty blanket and began to sing gently as she held her lay on walked up and down the room it seemed strange to him to see this beautiful elegantly dressed woman in such poor surroundings madame bovary saw him looking and blushed bright red he turned away thinking he had perhaps seemed too curious as she gave the baby back to the nurse it had just been sick all over her collar having lost enthusiasm for her baby Emma again took Monsieur lay azam and they left the nurse holding the child and waving as they went down the path Emma walked quickly for some distance then slowed down as she looked around her her eyes rested on the young man's shoulder and on his well-cut coat with its smart black collar she noticed how his golden brown hair was smooth and carefully brushed and that his fingernails were longer and much more carefully cared for than most fingernails in young veal they went back to the village on the path beside the river the stream flowed on noiselessly deep and cool dark plants moved in the water like long green hair and insects walked over its smooth surface or waited with shining wings on the tall grass the water's edge all around as far as the eye could see the fields had emptied of people it was dinnertime in the farm and the only sounds that fell on the ears of the young woman and her companion were their footsteps on the path the words they spoke and Emma's dress brushing against the grass the garden walls were hot in the Sun and the wild plants that were growing between the stones had died as she passed Madame Bovary touched some of their dry flowers which made them fall into yellow dust they were talking about some Spanish dancers who were going to perform at the theater in war will you go she asked if I can he replied was this all they had to say to one another they tried to speak of ordinary everyday things but all the time they felt a deep change coming over them it was like a whisper from the soul deep down stronger than the spoken word lost in wonder at this strange sweetness they did not speak of it or try to explain what was happening but both felt that there could be future pleasures waiting for them when they came to her garden madame bovary pushed open the little gate and running up the steps disappeared from view they all went back to his office his boss was out he looked quickly at some papers prepared a pen for writing but then put on his hat and went out he went up to the edge of the woods threw himself down on the ground under the trees and looked at the sky through his fingers oh he sighed I am so bored as soon as the whether began to turn cold Emma spent her days in the sitting room it was a long room with a low ceiling and above the fireplace there was a picture of the sea and a large mirror she pulled her chair close to the window so that she could watch the villagers as they went by on the pavement twice a day they all passed from his work to the Lian door Emma could recognize his steps from a long way away she leaned forward and listened and the young man walked past always dressed the same and always looking straight in front of him in the evening when she had dropped her piece of unfinished sewing on her lap and was sitting with her chin resting on her left hand she would again notice his figure moving past the window and then she would get up and tell the girl to lay the table for dinner Monsieur ma would often come in Wailua eating smoking cap in hand he would come in quietly not wanting to disturb anyone and always saying the same thing good evening everybody having taken his usual place at the table between husband and wife he asked the doctor about his patients and the doctor consulted him about the sort of fees he ought to charge then they began to discuss the news in the paper at eight o'clock the pharmacists assistant gusta would come for him to go over and shut up the shop on Sundays the bovary's would return these visits and spend the evening at the pharmacists they would begin with cards was your o'may usually being Emma's partner Lian would stand behind her and tell her what to play every time she threw a card on the table the movement would pull up her dress on the right side and her hair would move across her neck like soft brown silk when they had finished the cards the pharmacist and the doctor would settle down to discuss the news of the day and drink their wine and Emma changing her place would sit with her elbow on the table turning over the pages of an illustrated magazine they all sat down beside her and they looked pictures together waiting for each other at the bottom of the page sometimes she would ask him to read some poetry and so a kind of friendship began between them the problem for Leon however was to know what sort of friend Madame Bovary might be they gave each other small presents they were happy in each other's company but would there be more he thought and thought about this in his lonely room should he tell her what he was feeling did he love her or didn't he he was torn between fear of hurting her and shame at his own lack of courage sometimes he would make up his mind to act and to act quickly he wrote letters and tore them up decided on a day to speak to her and put it off sometimes he walked out of the lawyer's office with his mind made up but all his courage melted when he found himself face to face with Emma and when Showell came home and invited him to come with him to see a patient at a farm a few kilometres away he had once accepted and with a bow to Madame left with her husband but Emma did not ask herself if she was in love love she thought was something that must come suddenly like a great thunderstorm blowing away your old life and carrying your heart and soul away to heaven or to hell she never thought about the way a river can rise slowly getting higher a day by day until after a night of rain it breaks its banks and floods the land around it in fact she had no idea of the danger she was in chapter 8 a dream ends one snowy Sunday afternoon in February Monsieur Madame Bovary Oh may and Monsieur Leo went to look at a new mill that was being built outside young veal oh may had brought his children to give them a little exercise the place did not interest Emma and she stood away from the group leaning on Leon's arm while home a and her husband talked about the technical wonders the thick walls the great machinery they saw all around them turning from the pale sunlight coming through the mist she saw Charl his cap pulled down over his ears his thick lips and his stupid face even his back was annoying a stupid back covered in a stupid boring winter coat Leo moved forward a step the cold air had made him pale even more beautiful than normal the collar of his shirt was open a little showing his white skin the tip of his ear was visible under his long hair and his big blue eyes raised upwards to the clouds seemed to Emma to be clearer more beautiful than those mountain lakes in which the skies are married Madame Bovary did not go over to her neighbor's that evening and when shall had left and she felt she was all alone she lay down on the carpet in front of the fire and thought about leon once more she thought he was charming she could not put him out of her thoughts she remembered how he had stood the things he had said all about him and she said over and over again Oh charming charming and in love she asked herself but with whom but it must be with me the evidence was suddenly clear to her and her heart gave a great leap the firelight became brighter and she turned on her back and stretched out her arms after the first excitement she then thought as so many people have before ah why did this happen when it was too late why not before what prevented it it was midnight when Charlotte back she pretended she had just woken up and as he made a noise undressing she complained of having a headache then she asked what sort of an evening it had been Monsieur lay oh he said went to bed early she could not help smiling when she turned over to go to sleep her heart was filled with a new happiness next day however she could not settle to her work in the house she was happy but still could not take pleasure in the things she usually liked to do so when Monsieur lower the draper visited and showed her a beautiful scarf even offering to let her pay later she refused and when laio visited her in the afternoon or she could do was to talk about her husband the same sort of thing went on for days a manner and conversation changed completely she became interested in housekeeping started going to church again regularly and stopped the cook stealing the sugar she even took her little daughter better away from the wet nurse and showed her to all her visitors she told everyone she loved children there was such a joy and comfort she said as she kissed the child and held her close to her when Charlie got home he would find his chair ready by the fire his clothes were brushed and cleaned the buttons were always on his shirts and his shirts were folded carefully after they had been ironed when Leo saw him at the fireside after dinner with his hands on his stomach his cheeks red from the meat and wine the child crawling around on the carpet and this elegant woman who would lean over and kiss him over the back of the chair he would say to himself what a fool I am to imagine I could make her for me and as each day passed Emma became sinner and paler she was so sad and so calm so gentle and at the same time so distant that you felt a sort of icy charm when you were with her this charm changed the attitudes of her neighbors they no longer saw her as the outsider who did not know how to behave properly she's a wonderful woman said the pharmacist and the married women of young veal admired her for her good management the patience for her pleasant manners the poor for her charity but beneath her calm Emma was in a state of desire and anger and hatred her plain simple dress hid a heart that was breaking and she could tell no one no one she was in love with Leo but she did not want to see him her heart beat faster when she heard him coming and then when he was there the excitement went away and was replaced by a feeling of fear and sadness she did not know what to do what made it harder to bear was that shall have no understanding of what she was going through and she began to hate him for his lack of feeling she would have liked Sharlto beat her so that she could have a reason for hating him she was torn between a love she could not admit to and a hatred she could not show and there she sat at the end of another empty day broken motionless her face wet with tears why don't you tell the doctor about it said her maid when she came in and found her like this it's only nerves answered Emma don't mention it to him he would only worry if Emma was unhappy Leo was also less than pleased with his life feeling he had nothing to look forward to he was so tired of young veal and its inhabitants that the sight of certain people in certain houses made him angry and when Monsieur homais the pharmacist tried to amuse him he found himself disliking him too the problem was however that the thought of changing alarmed him as much as it excited him and the more he thought about it all the more impatient he became Paris was the word he kept saying to himself since he had to go there for his final examinations why not go now what was stopping him and he began to plan a new life for himself he would live like an artist he would take guitar lessons he would wear a red coat and a blue hat he would go to the Opera every night and drink wine with actresses the great difficulty would be to persuade his mother to agree but in fact it was quite easy his own employer had been telling him to take up work in another office and write in his experience and his mother wanted laod to qualify as soon as possible two days after he had sent his letter she wrote back to him giving her permission when he knew he could leave however he did not hurry every day for a whole month boxes and parcels were delivered to his rooms in young veal and alo'lay all had soon made enough preparations and more than enough for a voyage round the world he kept putting things off from week to week however at last the time came to leave and he hardly had time to say goodbye to Monsieur Bovary he ran up the stairs to the sitting room and as he went in Madame Bovary rose quickly Here I am again said Leo I knew you would come she bit her lip hard and could feel herself blush from the roots of her hair to the edge of her collar she remained standing leaning her shoulder against the war is the doctor in he said no he's gone out and she repeated he's gone out then there was silence I would like to kiss better goodbye he said Emma went down a few stairs and called Felicity he gave a long look round at the walls the shelves the fireplace as if to carry the memory of it away with him Emma returned and the servant came in with better they all kissed her several times on the neck goodbye my poor little thing goodbye my darling goodbye and he gave her back to her mother take her away she said and now they were alone madame bovary had her back to him her face against the glass of the window leon was holding his cap in his hand and beating it gently against his thigh it's going to rain said Emma I've got a coat he answered ah she turned away again her face down no one could have said what Emma was looking at through the glass well this is goodbye he sighed she raised her head with a sudden movement yes goodbye oh go they advanced towards each other he held out his hand she hesitated in the English style then she said putting hers in his forcing herself to laugh they all felt her hand between his fingers and it seemed that his whole life flowed into it then he released her hand their eyes met for a moment and he was gone chapter nine starting again the next day for Emma was like a funeral she felt the same gray unhappiness she had known when she came back from Louisville VSR with the dance tunes playing in her head and her boring husband sitting opposite her in her imagination Leon came back to her taller more beautiful than ever though he was separated from her he had not left her he was there and the walls of the house seemed to hold his shadow she asked herself again and again why she had not taken the chance when it was offered to her why hadn't she held him back with both hands begged and prayed to him on her knees when he tried to leave she cursed herself for not giving her love to Lael she was thirsty for his lips she wanted to fly after him and join him to throw herself into his arms and say I have come that I am yours but Emma was afraid of all the difficulties in the way she wanted leo and dared not give herself and her desire seemed to grow day by day and so the memory of Leo became the center of her sorrow it shone in the darkness and she hurried towards it to warm herself by the dying flames but the fires died down and little by little the flame of love cooled then the unhappy days of toast began all over again but she fought herself much more unfortunate now she had experience of grief and she knew with certainty that it would never end a woman who has given up as much as she had had the right to a few luxuries in a single month she bought fourteen francs worth of lemons to clean her nails she wrote to rule and ordered a blue silk dress and from Lugar she bought the finest scarf he had in his shop she tied it round her waist outside her dressing gown and would lie by the are on the sofa with the curtains closed and in her hand but despite her little comforts Emma did not become happy she had that tight look at the corners of her mouth which you see in people who have failed in their lives she was pale white as a sheet and she had an uncertain hunted look in her eyes and because she had discovered three gray hairs she talked about being an old woman also she had frequent attacks of dizziness one day she spat blunt and straw rushed over to her obviously very anxious all she said was but what does it matter Charl went and shut himself in the surgery and wept although the Bovary household had become a place of unhappiness again life in your Ville continued as usual people went to the church on Sundays and on Wednesdays the market was held in the town square from early morning the square filled up with farmers and people with goods to sell from as far as rural on Wednesdays the pharmacy never emptied some came to buy medicine others to get advice but your ma was a well-known man in all the villages near young Ville and they thought he knew more about doctoring that all the doctors put together Emma was seated at her window and was amusing herself by looking at the crowd of country people when she noticed a gentleman in a green coat he was wearing yellow gloves and heavy highly polished brown leather boots and was making his way towards the doctor's house followed by a farm worker can I see the doctor he asked the maid tell him Monsieur go Dolph barangay of Lao shet is here shall come into the room and Monsieur Boulanger presented his man who said he wanted to be bled to cure his dizziness so Bovary told them to bring him a bandage and a basin and asked the maid to hold it don't be afraid he said turning to the farm worker who had gone as white as a eat not me sir he replied and he stuck out a great arm for Charles to cut and out shot the blood hold the bowl nearer cried child look said the worker you'd think it was a little fountain my glutes read enough you'd say that was a good sign now wouldn't you sometimes they feel nothing to start with then faintness begins especially with big strong people like this man here said child to Monsieur Boulanger hearing this the man gave a sudden movement and fell back into the chair I knew it said Bovary putting his finger on the vein but now the bowl of blood was beginning to shake in the maids hands and she also turned pale Emma quick I want you shouted char she ran down the stairs get me some vinegar he said good lord two of them at once it's nothing at all said Monsieur Boulanger calmly as he took the maid in his arms and leaned her against the wall Madame Bovary took hold of the basin she bent down to put it onto the table and as she did so her long yellow dress spread out all around her on the floor then as she stretched out her arm she swayed a little and the cloth moved with her following the shape of the body beneath it after a moment she went to fetch a jug of water and she was putting some pieces of sugar in it when the pharmacist arrived to see what was happening when things had become karma they began to talk about fainting attacks Madame Bovary said she had never had one herself that's unusual for a woman committed Monsieur Boulanger but there are some sensitive people around I have seen soldiers faint at the sound of the big guns being prepared Emma listened to him with admiration in her eyes anyway my man's fainting has given me the pleasure of meeting Madame he added looking at Emma as he spoke he put down three francs on the corner of the table bowed and departed he was soon on the other side of the river on the road back to Long shed and from the bedroom window Emma could see him slowing down from time to time like someone lost in thought pretty little woman this doctor's wife very pretty indeed lovely teeth dark eyes neat foot she could be a Parisian where'd she come from and where did our fat country doctor pick her up Monsieur waddle Boulanger was a man of 34 hard-hearted but clever he had plenty of experience with women and knew how to get on with them this latest one had attracted his attention the doctor looks a dull dog to me I expect she's sick of him he's got dirty nails and three days beard while he's out seeing his patients she sits at home mending socks and she's sick to death of it wants to live in town go to a dance every night poor little woman she's dying for love a word or two about hearts and flowers and she'd be at your feet but getting rid of her afterwards that's where the trouble would come in there was no one around and the only sounds Rudolph heard were the grass brushing against his boots and the cry of the insects in the fields once more he imagined Emma dressed as he had seen her and he started to undress her in his mind oh I'll have her he cried striking out of the earth with his stick two weeks later it was the day of the famous young viel Agricultural Show the most important event of the year on the morning of the great day the inhabitants were all out on their doorsteps discussing the arrangements the front of the Town Hall had been decorated a tent had been put up for the lunch and the whole town was alive with activity the crowd poured into the High Street from both ends of the village what caused the greatest admiration were two tall poles covered with tiny lamps standing beside the platform where the most important guests would sit Madame Lafarge wah the landlady of the Lian door and Monsieur ma the pharmacist stood on the steps of the hotel watching the growing crowd and the men going in and out of the Cafe de France the main competition to the Lian door well that won't last much longer she said one more week and that would be the end of it ma looked at her in surprise she walked down her three steps what she said speaking into his ear didn't you know they're going to have to close down and move this week it's lower that's making them do it he's got them so deep into debt and madame la voz Hwa began to tell mr. ohmae how the draper had lent the owners of the cafe de France more money than they could ever pay back and now they were having to sell everything look she said there he is Luger over there in the market look he's bowing to madame bovary do look she's got a green hat on do you see her she's leaning on my shoe boy says arm madame bovary said Oh Mae ah I must go over and say how do you do to her she might like to have a seat on the platform rode off saw him coming and walked more quickly but then as madame bovary was getting out of breath he slowed down I wanted to avoid that fool you know that chemist fellow he said to her with a laugh Emma smiled at him what does that smile mean he wondered is she making fun of me and he looked at her out of the corner of his eye as they walked on more quickly when they reached the corner Rudolf instead of going right into the square suddenly turned down a side path dragging Emma with him good evening Monsieur Oliver he called out see you later you did that very well said Emma laughing why should I let these people bother me and today of all days when I have the luck to be with you Emma blushed he did not finish his sentence then he remarked on the fine weather and said how nice it was to walk on the grass where small yellow flowers had sprung up look he said young girls in love use these to see if they are loved suppose I picked one of these what do you think it would tell me are you in love she said with a little cough ah who knows answered hood off the market square and the fields around continued to fill up with people the judging was now going on and the farmers lined up one after another were all crowding into a ring there were the farm animals in a long irregular line among the sleepy pigs and cows bear armed men were holding on to great male horses which pulled with all their strength in the direction of the females these stood quite still holding their heads down while their young rested in their shadows by now Emma and Monsieur Boulanger had come round to the field they discussed the people they saw how Paris was so much more interesting than a place like young veal and they laughed at the fashions of the farmers wives but anyway he said when you live in the country what's the point of looking good I agree answered Rudolf not one of these people knows when a coat is well cut and when it isn't and they agreed that life away from town was hardly worth living which is why said Rudolf I am so sad at times you she broke in with amazement I thought you had nothing to worry about oh yes it seems so but we cannot always show the world who we really are our true selves whenever I look at a cemetery by moonlight I ask myself if I wouldn't be happier lying there asleep with the rest of them but what about your friends you don't think of them my friends what friends what friends have I got who cares about me so they walked on arm-in-arm ignoring the arrival of the guests of honor Emma leaning against this strong man with such pain in his heart as the crowd gathered to hear the speeches ho Dolph accompanied by Madame Bovary went up onto the first floor of the townhall into the empty council meeting room he fetched two chairs and bringing them close up to the window they sat down side by side as soon as the speeches began people quieten down a little and Emma leaned forward to see better I'd better get a bit farther back said good off why asked Emma they might see me from down below and then I would have to give explanations for at least a fortnight and with my reputation oh you're making yourself sound much worse than you are said Emma no no it's horrible I tell you the voice of the next speaker went on like an angry insect in the hot Sun but added rah Dolph the world may be right what do you mean she asked well he said don't you know that there are some people who are never at peace people who desire dreams and action the wildest pleasures but after passion comes regret she looked at him as if he were a traveller who has journeyed through strange and far-off lands we poor women we never have such good reasons for regret she said ah but to behave as badly as I have does not make you any happier but does one ever find happiness yes one day he replied the speaker continued to praise the farmers their animals and their rich fields some listened and some began to sleep in their seats heads falling forward in the summer heat yes said Rudolph you don't have to think about it one day you meet someone and the horizon opens up in front of you there are no more questions it's as if you have already met one another in your dreams here he looked at Emma there in front of you is the jewel you have been looking for there before your eyes nevertheless you dare not believe it you cannot see clearly it is as if you had just stepped out of the darkness into the light and as he said this road of passed his hand over his face then he let it fall on Emma's who took hers away still the speaker read on praising those who did their duty on the land ah there he goes again said hood off duty duty always duty I'm sick to death of the word we must follow our hearts that is our true duty yes but but said madam Buffy don't you also think we must follow the laws of society ah but there are two laws he replied there is the little unimportant man-made law always changing made by fools like that hunt down there and there is the other which never changes and is all around us like the countryside and the blue heavens that give us light the whole square was now crowded with people they could be seen leaning on their elbows at every window others standing at their doors in spite of the silence the speaker's voice was lost in the air it rose in broken phrases interrupted here and there by the sound of chairs on the stones got off had moved nearer to Emma and said to her in a low voice speaking rapidly don't society's demands disgust you the best feelings the purest thoughts are attacked controlled and if at last two souls do meet they cannot unite they will try they will call out to each other that sooner or later in six months ten years they will come together they will love they are born for each other lifting his face towards Emma he looked closely at her she noticed in his eyes small golden lines coming from the dark Center she smelt the perfume on his hair and she half closed her eyes to breathe it in she took off her gloves she wiped her hands then tried to cool her face with her handkerchief through the sound of her blood beating in her ears she heard the sound of the crowd and the voice of the speaker telling them to work harder to be good citizens now her dog took her hand and she did not take it away as the names of the prizewinners in the show were read out below he told her he had never loved anyone before her and he would love her for the rest of his life he pressed her hand and felt its warmth and life like a bird held for a moment perhaps trying to escape perhaps responding oh thank you thank you he cried you do not reject me how sweet you are you know that I am yours suddenly the wind rose shaking the curtains and causing the peasant women in the square to hold on to the wings of their white hats the speaker began to speak more quickly more enthusiastically but neither hood off nor Emma were listening they sat and looked into each other's eyes their lips were dry their bodies full of desire and Emma no longer felt a need to resist down in square the speaker's continued the prizes were given the celebrations would be over soon madame bovary took Rudolph's arm and he walked with her back to her house they said goodbye at her front door after which he went and walked in the fields near the river chapter 10 presents for a lover six weeks went by and ho Dolph did not contact Emma I must not go back too soon he had said to himself it would be a mistake the week after the show he went off shooting when the hunting was over he wondered if he had left it too long but then he thought to himself if she loved me from the first day by now she will love me even more I will let her wait when he saw how pale she became when he entered the room he knew he had made the right decision she was alone and it was getting dark what off remained standing and Emma was barely able to answer his first greeting I've been busy he said I haven't been well nothing serious she asked quickly oh well no said what off sitting down I didn't want to come here again why can't you guess he looked at her again but with such a look of love that she lowered her eyes with a blush Emma he began again sir she cried moving back a little ah you see perfectly well now that I was right not to return he said sadly but I have been thinking of you thinking and thinking till I've become almost mad Oh forgive me I'll go away far away and you will never hear of me again but today somehow it seemed that something I don't know what made me come to you who can help falling in love with someone who is so beautiful so charming it was the first time in her life Emma had heard such words she turned towards him with tears in her eyes oh how kind you are she said no he said I love you that's all you know I do don't you tell me you know it just one word one little word and what off began to go down on his knees but there was a noise of someone moving around in the kitchen and he noticed that the door was not closed it would be so kind of you he said getting up if you could let me see your house it's such a charming place Madame Bovary said she would be happy to do this and they were just getting up when Charl good morning doctor said ho Dolph madam he continued was talking to me about her health I was saying that a little horse riding might be a good thing an excellent idea you should do that darling when she replied that she had no horse was your her Dolph offered to lend her one she refused and he did not insist and that was the end of the visit why didn't you accept Monsieur Boulanger offer it was very good of him said shall when they were alone she said that perhaps people would think it rather odd well who cares about that said shall health that's the main thing it was silly of you and how do you expect me to go riding when I haven't got the right clothes we will get you some he replied the promise of new clothes was enough to make Emma change her mind when Emma's riding clothes were ready shall row to Monsieur Boulanger saying that his wife could go any time and that they were grateful for his kind offer next day hood off appeared at Charles's door with two horses he had put on a pair of new riding boots telling himself that she had certainly never seen anything like them before and Emma was charmed with the way he looked as soon as he felt the grass under him Emma's horse started to move more quickly and ha Dolph came along beside her every now and then they exchanged a word or two she rode with her head a little forward her hand well up and her right arm stretched out and she let herself follow the movements of the horse they rode on like this for fifteen or twenty minutes until at the top of a small hill the horses stopped it was early in October and a thin mist was spread over the land sometimes the Sun would shine through a break in the clouds and light up the distant roofs of yon wheel with the gardens near the water the yards the walls and the church Emma half closed her eyes to see her house and never had this poor village in which she lived seemed so small after a moment Rudolf and Emma turned off and rode along the edge of the wood she turned away her head every now and again to avoid his eyes and saw only the trunks of the trees just as they entered the wood the Sun came out God is with us said cut off you think so she answered come on come on was his reply the part narrowed as they were into the wood and sometimes to keep away the branches he wrote close up to her and Emma felt his knee rubbing against her leg the sky was blue now and not a leaf moved they got down from their horses and Emma walked a little further down the path Rudolf came up behind her stretched out his arm and put it around her waist she made an effort to break away but he continued to hold her so she turned and walked back towards where they had stopped oh stay said her Dolph we must not go yet stay and he took her to a little pool whose surface was covered with small green water plants it is wrong of me wrong wrong she cried I am mad to listen to you why Emma Emma Oh Rudolph she cried dropping her head against his shoulder with a deep sigh she threw back her head giving her white neck to his kisses and almost fainting in tears her whole body shaking with emotion hiding her face in her hands she surrendered herself to him when evening began to fall the sun shining through the branches was bright in her eyes everywhere was silence she could feel her heart as it began to beat again she could feel the blood moving through her body like a stream of milk and then far far away beyond the wood on the hills across the valley she heard a cry strange and distant a voice that hung in the air and she listened to it in silence ha Dolph was standing with a cigar between his teeth cleaning his fingernails with a small knife they returned to yon view by the way they had come they saw the tracks of their horses in the soil side by side and there were the same bushes and the same stones in the grass nothing about them had changed but for her something had happened something more surprising than if the Mountains had fallen into the sea when she was alone in her room after dinner she looked at herself in the mirror and was amazed at her own face never had her eyes looked so big so dark so deep it was as if she had become another woman and she kept saying to herself over and over again I have a lover and lover from that first day they wrote to each other every night Emma took her letter to the end of the garden near the river and put it in a gap in the wall well Dolph would come and take it and put another in its place and always she complained that his letters were too short the time she had with him was too short too so whenever char was called out early Emma got up threw on some clothes and ran through the fields to Rolf's house at this early hour Rudolf would still be asleep and Emma seemed like a spring morning coming into his room laughing he would pull her towards him and down onto his breast and afterwards it would take them a quarter of an hour to say goodbye Emma would burst out crying she would have liked to stay with what else always and never leave him anymore but one day when she came in unexpectedly a look of annoyance passed over his face what's the matter she said don't you feel well tell me at first he said nothing but then looking very serious about it he told her that he was worried about these early-morning visits people would start talking about her they needed another meeting place rode off said he would look out for a house outside young feel where they could be together but all through the winter three or four times a week and when it was quite dark the only place they could find was Emma's garden they would come together there after Charlotte gone to sleep the cold made them hold each other tight er their eyes though they could hardly see them in the growing enos seemed bigger on wet nights they would take shelter in surgery she would light one of the kitchen candles and wad off made himself quite at home the sight of the bookcase and the desk everything in the room in fact seemed to amuse him and he could not stop himself from making all sorts of little jokes about Charl this did not please Emma she would have liked him to be a little more serious a little more dramatic but what off felt no need to change his ways and was in fact becoming a little bored with Emma's delicate emotions and sensitivities she even talked about wanting a ring a proper wedding ring as a symbol of their union he never spoke to her now as he used to saying the sweet tender things that had made her cry with happiness he never kissed her and held her in the old way know that great love of theirs on whose waves she had been carried away seemed to be growing shallower beneath her like the waters of a river in a dry summer and now she could see the mud that lay beneath it as Emma grew to understand that this great love affair might not be forever Gordo found her becoming more and more distant even cooler towards him for a few weeks she even spent more time with sha trying to see if she could love him better but it was no use and who Dolph thought to himself she'll get over it it's just one of her little ways he was right all he had to do was to keep away to miss their meeting for three or four nights and once again her complaint stopped and she was his so love began for them again often in the middle of the day Emma would take up a pen and write to him and she did not only send letters but also presents small expensive things that she could not afford and which she could not ask her husband to buy it was Monsieur over the draper who was able to help her here as soon as he heard the I'm over II was buying gifts for someone he made sure he met her as often as he could he told her all about the latest deliveries from Paris was very helpful and never asked for his money Emma found this a very easy way to satisfy her wish to please her lover and she took full advantage of it for example she wanted to buy her Dolph a very handsome riding-whip that was on show at an umbrella shop in ruel and next week there was monsieur oliver putting it on her dining room table but the day after that he came along with a bill for 270 francs Emma did not know what to do all the drawers in the desk had been emptied out she owed wages to the servants and both of he was anxiously waiting for a payment from Monsieur divorce of a who in previous years had always paid his doctor's bills sometime in July at first she managed to get rid of lover but in the end he lost patience he had to pay his bills other people were asking him for the money he would be forced to ask her to return the goods very well take them said Emma oh it was only joking he replied the only thing that worries me is the riding-whip I know I'll ask the doctor to let me have it back no don't she cried out uh-huh I've got you thought love her to himself and sure of being on the right track he went out saying under his breath alright we shall see we shall see she was wondering how she was going to get out of this difficulty when the maid came in and put a little packet on the table from Monsieur Duras Ave Emma took the envelope and tore it open it was enough money to pay her debts she heard trial coming up the stairs and without thinking she threw the money to the back of the drawer locked it and took out the key three days later lover reappeared I want to suggest an arrangement he said if instead of the sum agreed you would there you are said she putting the 400 francs in his hand she was safe for the moment but what would happen next time what could she do to escape her dream now was to go away with Rudolf one night when they met in the garden and she was at her saddest and most beautiful he asked her what he could do to help her to bring back the smile to her face what must we do what do you want take me away she cried take me from here oh I pick you but good off began yes what about your little girl she thought a minute or two and then answered we'll take her with us it's the only thing to do what a woman he said to himself as he saw her disappear someone was calling but now Emma believed that she would be able to escape and this became her only topic of conversation with God all she would lean her head on his shoulder and whisper ah when wearing the coach can you imagine it is it possible it seems to me that the moment I feel it moving it will be as if we were going up in a balloon as if we were going to the clouds do you know I'm counting the days aren't you never had Madame Bovary looked so beautiful as now charlotte her as delicious as on the day she became his bride when he came home late at night he did not dare to wake her the night lamp threw a ring of light on the ceiling as she lay sleeping beside her daughter Charlotte stand and look at them dreaming of the future of his beautiful wife and his growing child but he was not in Emma's dreams she was heading for a new land in a coach pulled by four white horses and with her lover by her side she was so certain she would be leaving that she sent for misil over and ordered a heavy traveling coat and a traveling case she told him to keep the things at the shop when they arrived and she would collect them in a week or two it was in fact the following month that they were going to run away she would leave your veil as if she were going shopping in whom or heard of would have booked two seats arranged the passports and written to Paris in order to have the mail coach all to themselves as far as Marseille there they would buy a carriage and go right through to Genoa in all this planning the child was never mentioned and what Ulf avoided any reference to her perhaps Emma had given up the idea of taking her however according found he needed a fortnight to complete certain business matters then after a week he needed another fortnight then he found he was not feeling very well so there was another delay and then he went away on a journey the whole of August went by and finally after all these delays the date of their departure was fixed for the fourth of September a Monday on the evening of their last Saturday in young veal Rudolph came to see her earlier than usual is everything ready she asked yes you're sad said Emma no why is it because you're going away she went on leaving the things you love the things that have been your life oh I understand but I I have nothing in the world you are everything to me and so I shall be everything to you oh what a lovely night said got off we shall have many more nights together she answered and then as if speaking to herself she went on yes it will be good to travel but why is my heart so sad is it fear of the unknown or the break with all I have been used to or else no it is because I am too happy in my happiness how weak I am forgive me there is still time he exclaimed think you may regret it later never she cried the clock struck 12:00 midnight she said tomorrow is already here we have just one more tater wait he rose to go you've got the passports yes you haven't forgotten anything no you're sure quite sure you'll be waiting for me at the hotel de Provence won't you at 12 o'clock he nodded tomorrow then said Emma and she watched him girl he did not look back after a few minutes Rudolph stopped and when he saw her white figure disappear into the shadows his heart began to beat so wildly that he had to lean against a tree to keep himself from falling what a fool I am but never mind she was a fine little woman and as he said it Emma's beauty the thought of all the times they had had together came back into his mind for a moment tears came to his eyes but then he felt a wave of anger against her after all he cried I couldn't just go and bury myself alive like that I'd have to look after the child too and think of them worried the expense ah no it would have been too silly eleven goodbye the lesser were off wrote that evening ended with the words I shall be far away when you read these sad lines I have made up my mind to go at once so that I cannot see you again I shall come back no doubt and perhaps one day we shall talk together of the time when we were lovers your friend as she read these words the next morning Emma's first thought was to kill herself life no longer had meaning how could she eat another meal sit in the same room as her husband Oh Dolph how could she live without him the room started to spin around her nothing was still she could not see and everything went black then char was shouting for help Berto was screaming and felicitated the maid with shaking hands was loosening her mistress's clothing Emma herself lay stretched out on the floor shaking from head to foot speak speak shall kept on saying Hema it's me your own Shan who loves you don't you know me here here's your little one kiss her Emma the child stretched out her arms to her mother to put them around her neck but Emma turned away her head and cry no no no one she fainted away again they carried her up to bed she lay there her mouth open her eyes shut her hands open quite still the tears ran from her eyes onto the pillow for 43 days shall never left Emma's side his patients had to take care of themselves he called in Monsieur convey in consultation he sent two who are for dr. Lahiri err his old master he was desperate what scared him most was Emma's depressed condition she did not speak took no notice of anything and did not even seem to suffer as if her soul and body were both resting after Chaac through which they had passed about halfway through october she was able to sit up in bed supported by pillows chil cried when he saw her eating her first piece of bread and jam she began to recover her strength and got up for an hour or two in the afternoons and one day when she was feeling much better he persuaded her to walk a little in the garden leaning on his arm so they went arm in arm to the bottom of the garden and it's low wall slowly she looked up and shading her eyes with her hand she looked away far far away into the distance but there was nothing on the skyline except the smoke of burning grass on the hills she turned back to look into the garden and remembered wad of remembered their nights of love in this place and fell back into Charles's arms seeing nothing that night she was as ill as before though this time her condition was more complicated first it was her heart that troubled her then her chest or her head then she had attacks of vomiting which Showell thought might be the early signs of cancer and on top of all this trouble the poor man was worried about money first he did not know how he was going to pay Monsieur or Mae for all the medicines he had had from him and the bills kept pouring in Messala heard the draper was especially difficult in fact when Emma's illness was at its worst Lora taking advantage of the situation had rushed over with the coat the traveling bag to travelling boxes instead of one and other unordered items as well Charle of course said he had no use for them but it was no good the goods had been ordered and the draper was not going to take them back in the end ver-very found himself signing a document promising to pay in six months and then borrowing another thousand francs so Charles's problems worsen while the her was delighted to have both husband and wife in his debt he saw it as a good investment shall often wondered how he was going to pay all this money back next year he thought and thought maybe he should ask his father for help or sell something but his father would not listen and he well he had nothing to sell and then the whole situation began to look so black but he hurriedly pushed it out of his mind the winter was a hard one and Emma took longer to recover this time when the weather was fine they pushed her chair up to the window so that she could look out on the square she had now taken a violent dislike to the garden and the curtains on that side were always closed now she passed her time reading religious texts which the priest brought for her and her Dolph was pushed back into a hidden place in her heart and although her recovery continued she was so much changed that she even enjoyed the company of the respectable married women of young veal when the spring came she had the whole garden torn up from end to end her old energy had begun to return as her health improved and although monsieur brogni see on the priest still continued to visit her every day she went to church less often she began to enjoy time spent out of doors looking over the new garden even sitting outside with sharland Monsieur Oh May in the warmer evenings it was on one of these evenings as Monsieur OMA talked about the pleasures one could gain from literature and music that the idea of going to see Lucia di Lammermoor at the theater in rural was raised emma was against the idea at first but Charl felt that the change would do her good and he wanted to give her a little pleasure despite his debts and their other worries so Monsieur and Madame Bovary drove in to rule on the Friday coach and got down at the Hotel de la Cruz in the Plus vova seen leaving Emma at the hotel Charlotte once went out to buy tickets for the theatre chapter 12 a visit to the theatre Emma was pleased that her husband had bought good seats and when she sat down she could not resist a little smile of pride as she looked at the ordinary people down below soon the candles were being lit the musicians were taking their places and the Opera was starting when they began to play she lost herself in the music her eyes almost blinded by the richness of the colors the beauty of the singers and their voices their beautiful bodies dressed in the finest clothes you could imagine their noble emotions it was too much for sure however could understand none of it why is he so unkind to her he whispered but he isn't she answered he's her lover Emma tried to explain as well as she could but he confessed that he could not follow the story because all this music stopped him from hearing the words what does it matter said Emma be quiet well you see he answered leaning over on her shoulder I like to understand things you know I always do oh please be quiet she cried impatiently so shall sat in silence while Emma became more and more involved in the story of the tragic heroine a story which made her think about her own life as the singer came to the front of the stage supported by her women white flowers in her hair and as pale as death Emma began dreaming of her own marriage she saw herself back again on the little footpath when she and her father were making their way to the church I had she not fought against her father as Lucia had done instead she had been happy and light-hearted never realizing how she was throwing herself away the curtain fell at the end of the first act mo wanted to go out the corridors were crowded with people and she sank back in her seat feeling as if she could not breathe Charlotte she was going to faint and rushed off to the bar to get her a glass of water when he returned with the water he also brought the news that he had seen mushy Olay oh they are the man himself is coming round in a minute to see you and before these words were out of his mouth the ex Clarke from your viel came and sat beside her he put out his hand and Madame Bovary gave him hers mechanically as if obeying some force of attraction she could not resist she had not felt this hand since that spring evening when the rain was falling on the green leaves and they said goodbye standing beside the window oh how do you do imagine it you hear they could not talk now as the Opera had begun again but from that moment she stopped listening everything seemed to be taking place far away like the sound of music from a distant room as soon as the Opera had finished all three of them went and sat in the open air outside a cafe they began by talking about her illness Emma interrupting Charlie every now and then for fear she said of boring mr. Leal then Leon told them how he was going to spend two years in a lawyer's office here in rural he said that he needed the experience as the work in Normandy was very different from the kind of thing he had been doing in Paris people coming away from the theatre passed along in front of them on the pavement some still singing the tunes from the Opera although Leo had not been impressed by the leading male singer beshal who had begun to understand things better towards the end of the show had appreciated his voice and said he would love to hear him again oh well soleio he'll be giving another performance soon but shall replied that they were going home in the morning unless you'd like to stay a little longer by yourself he added turning to his wife when Lael saw that there was a chance Emma might be able to stay he began to praise the singer and child became even more certain that she must stay in room for an extra night you can come back on Sunday it's silly of you not to stay if you feel it's doing you even the slightest bit of good and so it was arranged that scial would return to young veal in the morning and leon would go to the Opera with Madame Bovary on the following evening since leaving yong view layout' had not forgotten Emma in Paris he had worked at his studies and had not had the wild time he had imagined it had been a happy but an exciting period and he had sometimes dreamed of the love that might have been between them seeing her again after three long years all his hopes returned this time he thought he really would have to bring things to a conclusion he was less shy now more sure of himself and after his time in Paris he felt quite confident that he could have his way with this country doctor's wife he would not have been brave enough to make the attempt in Paris but away from the capital he had the courage when they met the following afternoon he did his best to make himself interesting to her he talked therefore about how unhappy he had been since he left young veal and how his dreams had been disappointed if you only knew she said the dreams that I have dreamed and tears shone in her beautiful eyes as she raised them to the ceiling and I too cried leo I often went out trying to lose myself in the noise of the crowd but I was never able to get you out of my thoughts hadn't Bowie turned away her head so that he should not see the smile she felt on her lips she let him speak saying nothing waiting for him to say what she wanted to hear she did not have to wait long and he went on I wrote you so many letters that I never sent but why she asked why and he hesitated a moment because I loved you congratulating himself for having said the words lay on watched her out of the corner of his eye it was like looking at the sky after the Sun has chased away the clouds her whole face was lit up with joy he waited and at last she said I always thought you did then they talked about all the things that had happened when he lived in young veal they spoke of the flowers in her garden the dresses she used to wear the furniture in her bedroom and of all the things in and around the house they talked and talked and before they realized how time had passed it was 8 o'clock she rose to light the candles then she came and sat down again well said leo and he reached out and touched her hand what could stop us from beginning all over again now no my friend she replied I am too old you are too young forget all about me others will love you and you will love them not as I love you he cried what a child you are we have to be sensible I mean it and she did mean it she intended to keep her distance to be responsible she had suffered too much to want to open those wounds again however she was not prepared for Leila's shyness if he had been another Rodolphe it would have been easy she could have pushed him away without an effort but Leo was so beautiful so full of desire for her she could see it in his eyes but so gentle she did not know what to do when he took her face in his hands and kissed her she could not resist because he did it without force with such care but still she could not let this happen so she looked at the clock above the fireplace and said heavens look at the time we have forgotten all about the theater and I must go back to my poor husband tomorrow so there's my last chance gone are you really going back said lay oh I am but I must see you again he said I had something I wanted to tell you what is it something Oh something very serious very important ah but no you won't go back you can't if you only knew listen you mustn't go like this let me see you again I beg you once just once well and she stopped and then as if on second thoughts she said oh no not here wherever you like will you she seemed to be thinking then suddenly she said tomorrow at eleven in the cathedral I shall be there he cried taking both her hands but that night Emma wrote a long long letter excusing herself from meeting him it was all over now and for their own sakes it would be better for them not to meet but when the letter was sealed up she realized she did not know Leo's address I will give it to him myself she said he is sure to come Liane arrived early at the Cathedral and had to wait in the cool shadows for what seemed like hours suddenly at around eleven o'clock there was the sound of silk upon the stones the shadow of a hat on the wall it was Emma lay all rose and went to meet her Emma was pale and she was walking quickly read this holding out a paper but then seeming to change her mind she cried out oh no never mind and she quickly tore away her hand and went out into the sunshine again she did not know what to do how to go on she wanted to be here to be with him and at the same time to fly fly away they all followed feeling that his love was in danger of disappearing like smoke wanting to take back control of the situation which he felt was slipping through his fingers he decided to hire one of the carriages which were waiting they could drive away be together in this private dark space they could not go to his room nor to hers so a carriage hired for the day would be their shelter lay oh really I don't know whether I ought it's not the proper thing to do you know it isn't why not answered the clerk it's done in Paris Emma had no reply to this where to sir said the driver wherever you like said Leo pushing Emma inside and so they set off first going down to the bridge over the river then across the main square past the town hall and stopping beside a statue keep going said a voice from inside the carriage started again and following the downhill road after leaving the centre of town it drove full speed into the square in front of the railway station no no straight-on shouted the voice again the driver took them out of town through the big gates down to the waterside along by the river the vehicle went towards the little town of a cell and on non went the carriage with its sweating driver and tired horse each time they stopped the man's voice cried out drive on drive on until at about 6:00 in the evening the carriage stopped in a side street and a woman got out she walked away with her face hidden looking neither to the right nor to the left you chapter 13 love once more when she got back to her hotel Emma was shocked not to find the young real coach the driver had waited 53 minutes and had at last set off without her although there was no strong reason why she should go home she had promised that she would be back that evening and she knew shall we be expecting her in her heart she was also feeling guilty for her afternoon of love with lay on going home this evening was an easy way of making herself feel better about what she had just done so she threw her things into her bag paid her bill hired a small carriage from the hotel and telling the driver to drive like the wind managed to catch up with the coach just as it was driving into Ken comprar she had hardly sunk into her corner when she closed her eyes and did not open them again till labour at the bottom of the hill some way off she recognized her maid Felicity who was waiting for her at the entrance to the village the driver pulled into the side and the maid called up to her mistress madam you must go at once to Monsieur homais something very urgent the village was as quiet as usual but when she went into Monsieur omae's house she found the pharmacist waiting for her with a serious expression on his face Madame I fear I have bad news for you your father-in-law is dead in fact Monsieur Beauvoir V senior had died the previous evening quite suddenly just after getting up from dinner as Charl was anxious that Emma should not be upset he had asked Monsieur homais to break the news to her he had thought it might be less of a shock of it came from someone outside the family although charles's thought was kind Emma was not in fact greatly upset and went immediately to her house when he heard Emma knock shall came forward to greet her with open arms and said with tears in his voice ah my dear he bent down to but at the touch of his lips the memory of her lover took hold of her and she passed her hand over her face to hide her look of disgust nevertheless she managed to say yes I know I know he showed her the letter in which his mother told him the news mo gave the letter back and dinner out of politeness pretended to have no appetite but as he encouraged her she forced herself to eat while Charles start facing her in motionless sorrow every now and then he would raise his head and look at her sadly once he said I wish I could have seen him one more time she made no answer then realizing that some sort of comment was required of her she asked how old was your father fifty-eight Oh and that was all a quarter of an hour afterwards he added poor mother what will happen to her now Emma had no idea and made a silent gesture feeling that her silence was the result of sorrow at the news shawl made an effort to be more cheerful did you have a good time yesterday yes she replied when the table was cleared neither Bovary nor Emma moved as she continued to look at him she found that she could not pity him he seemed a weak thing a poor man in every way how could she get rid of him the evening would be endless next day Charles's mother arrived and the weeping started again Emma said she had a lot of things to organize and went out char lord of his father and he was surprised at feeling so affectionate towards him he had never thought he loved his father madame bovary senior also thought of her husband it was all over now and even the worst of her days with him were memories while the son thought about his lost father Emma thought that only 48 hours earlier she and Leon were together with the world shutout drowning in love amazed by each other's beauty she tried to recover the details of that lost day of happiness and pleasure she would have liked to hear and see nothing new in order not to lose a moment of remembered tonight but she found that her husband's noisy sorrow was driving it all from her memory the next afternoon when all three of them were sitting in the garden they saw mercy under her coming through the gate he had heard of the sad event and had come to visit them after he had expressed his sorrow at their loss he said two shall cook I have a word in private with your wife it's about that matter uh you know Charl to the roots of his hair as he answered ah yes of course darling do you think she seemed to understand and got up it's nothing said child to his mother only a little household matter as soon as they were alone Monsieur Oliver began to congratulate Emma on the money she and her husband would have now that Monsieur bovary's father had died and as you are well again he continued I was coming to make proposals for another arrangement what he in fact proposed was that Emma should take over the responsibility for all the debts to stop her husband worrying then she and Monsieur Oliver would be able to settle all the details she did not understand so she said nothing lower quickly added that there were some things that Madame could not possibly do without for example he would send her across a dozen metres of beautiful black silk for a dress the one you have on is good enough for the house but you need another one for visiting I saw that straightaway when I came in did not send the fabric he brought it then he came back for the measurements he kept coming back doing everything he could to be of use to make himself light and every time he came he reminded her that she should be the one who managed the couples legal and financial affairs he never mentioned the old bills and she never let them into her head Charles certainly had said something about them when she was beginning to get better but he had so many things to worry her at the time that she thought no more about them moreover she avoided starting any discussion about money while her mother-in-law was there but as soon as she had left Emma began to amaze her husband with her practical good sense they really did have to manage things better she used a number of technical terms spoke impressively about planning for the future and never missed a chance of exaggerating how complicated it would be to make the right arrangements finally she put in front of him one day a fool which gave her the power to manage all his financial affairs she had profited well from lavars lessons Charl good simple now asked her where the form came from she told him it had been written by Monsieur guillaumin the young ville lawyer and then added but I wouldn't trust him further than I could see him these lawyers are nearly as bad as the criminals they work with perhaps we ought to consult no there's no one what about Leo said char thinking hard he had said exactly the name Emma wanted him to say now she could suggest that it was difficult to explain that as by letter and she offered to go over to Huan and speak to him directly char would not hear of troubling her she insisted it was a battle of kindness finally she cried now not another word please I am going how kind you are he said kissing her on the forehead the next morning she was off to rule in the coach to consult monsieur leo she stayed for three days they were three wonderful days they stayed down near the harbour at the hotel de Bologna and there they lived with the curtains closed the doors locked the floor covered with flowers and iced drinks brought up every morning towards evening they would take a boat and go and had dinner on one of the islands as they left the town smoke rose up among the trees and the red Sun reflected on the oily water of the harbor looked like blood on polished metal they went down between the rows of boats and the noises of the town grew fainter and fainter when finally they arrived at their favorite restaurant she untied her hat and they stepped out of the boat onto their Island they went into a small cafe with dark fishing nets hung up at the door and sat themselves down in the low ceiling room they at small fried fish followed by cherries and cream and then went and sat on the grass they kissed and held one another under the trees out of view they would have liked to live forever in that little spot which in their present happiness they thought the most beautiful place on earth they had both seen trees before and blue sky and grass it was not the first time they had heard the sound of water and the music of the wind in the trees but they had never really admired these things till now It was as if Nature had not really existed before or had only begun to show its beauty after they had satisfied their desires when it was dark they started for home again the boat kept close to the shores of the little islands they did not speak but sat silently in the back of the boat listening to the water Emma looked across at Laiho her head was raised her hands were held together her eyes raised to the sky she was beautiful tonight there lay all put his hand on a piece of red ribbon lying in the bottom of the boat the boatman took it and examined it ah he said last maybe it belongs to one of the people I took out a few days ago they were having fun I can tell you ladies and gentlemen with cakes and bottles of wine remember one of them in particular a fine handsome man he was with a little mustache no he was funny though they kept on saying come on tell us another Adolphe Oh Rudolph yes Rudolph that was his name Emma shook from head to foot what's the matter said Leo moving closer oh it's nothing the night air is a little cool her sort of gentleman who has plenty of lady friends added the old boatman the morning after this last dinner on the island Emma had to return to young veal and lay all had to get back to his normal life in rule however he found this difficult and he started ignoring his friends and not looking after his business every day he waited for her letters he read them again and again and he wrote back to her immediately remembering every detail of their time together and unlike most memories these did not seem to fade but grew stronger the need to see her became so great that one Saturday morning he ran out of his office and took the coach to young veal when he came to the top hill above the village and looking down over the valley saw the church tower he felt like a man who has gone abroad and made his fortune now returns to visit his native village he walked down to her house and saw that there was a light in the kitchen he watched to see if he could catch sight of her shadow behind the curtain but nothing could be seen Madame the fossil I met him and could not believe her eyes he had dinner in the little dining room as in the old days but alone he then went and knocked at the doctor's door Madame was upstairs in her bedroom and did not come down for a quarter of an hour the doctor appeared delighted to see him and to their regret stayed at home all that day and the next the only chance to see her alone came very late in the evening in the lane at the end of the garden the lane where she used to meet the other one there was a thunderstorm and they talked under an umbrella with Lightning flashing all around them their separation was becoming impossible to bear I would rather be dead she said holding him with tears in her eyes goodbye goodbye when shall I see you again they turned back for one last kiss and she promised to find some way of seeing him regularly at least once a week she was full of hope she would soon have some money to play with in fact she was soon behaving as if she had all the money in the world she bought a pair of yellow curtains for her bedroom which masuleh her had told her were a bargain she had dreams of a carpet and lover saying that to want a carpet was not like wishing for the moon helped her to get one she had begun to depend on lover she sent for him 20 times a day and he immediately stopped what he was doing and came to see Madame it was a dangerous friendship for Emma it was about this time around the beginning of winter that she suddenly appeared to develop a tremendous enthusiasm for music one night while Shawn was listening to her she began the same piece over again stopping four times finding fault with herself each time he never noticing any difference cried oh well done splendid what did you stop for go on oh no it's too bad my fingers feel as if they were stiff with rust next day he begged her to play him something more oh well if you want me to Michelle confessed he had hurt her play better she kept hitting the wrong notes and finally came to a sudden stop oh it's no good I ought to have some lessons but she bit her lip and added 20 francs at time it's too expensive well yes it is said sha but perhaps it could be managed a bit cheaper sometimes a less well-known artist can be better than a teacher with a big reputation they are not easy to find said Emma and did not open the piano again although whenever she went near it if she'll was in the room she would say sadly ah my poor piano and when she had visitors she never failed to tell them she had given up her music and could not now start again because of their lack of money and they would say what a pity it was since she had such a gift they even spoke to trial about it especially the pharmacist saying was really too bad of him you're making a mistake you should never let a natural gift lie unused besides my friend you should remember that by encouraging your wife to study now you will be saving on your child's musical education later in my opinion children ought always to be taught by their own mother so shall again came back to this piano question Emma replied bitterly that they might as well sell it for all the good it was but to sell this piano something she had been so proud of was an idea the Bovary could not accept well he said if you want a lesson now and again it might be possible yes she replied but it's no good having lessons unless you take them regularly that was how she managed to get permission from her husband to go to Rouen once a week to see her lover at the end of a month everyone said that she had made a lot of progress chapter 14 debts Thursday was the day she got up and dressed very quietly in order not to disturb Shah and took the early coach to whom arriving just as the city was beginning to wake up for fear of being seen she usually avoided the main streets going instead down narrow lanes and alleys until she reached the who Nacional and turned down a side street and yes there he was they all made no sign but continued on his way she followed him until they came to the hotel in he went and up the stairs opened the door of their room and entered and then how they kissed and then how they talked they spoke of all the worries they had had during the week all the things they had done but that was all over now and they looked at each other with little sounds of delight and words of tenderness and love the bed was large with red curtains and there was nothing so beautiful in the world as her dark heads and white skin against the dark red when with a shy little gesture she put her arms together and hid her face in her hands how they loved this room they had their lunch by the fire on a little side table they were so completely involved in each other but it seemed like being in their own home and they dreamed they would continue to live there always they talked about our room and for the first time in his life they all tasted the sweetness of female company a woman's life he knelt on the ground in front of her and with his two elbows on her knees looked at her with a smile leaning his face towards her and she leaned down to him and whispered oh don't move don't speak look at me there is something in your eyes so sweet it does me so much good and she called him child do you love me child and she hardly heard his reply so wildly did he press lips to her mouth at the end of their day she would say good bye till Thursday Thursday then suddenly she would seize his head in both her hands kiss him quickly on the forehead and crying goodbye run down the stairs sha would be at home and waiting for her and last madam arrived she hardly looked at her child and if dinner was late did not criticise the cook often her husband seeing how pale she was asked her if she was feeling ill no said Emma but he answered you seem so strange tonight oh no it's nothing I'm alright but her whole life had become a lie in which her love for Leo lay hidden from the world lying became a necessary part of her day almost a hobby one day however mr. Oliver met her in normal as she was coming out of the hotel deploying you with Leo it gave her a shock and she thought he would tell everyone he was not such a fool but three days later he came into her room shut the door behind him and said I need some money and soon she told him she could not let him have any lower reminded her how helpful he had always been and pulled out of his pocket an account of goods not paid for more than two thousand francs she lowered her head but if you haven't got cash you've got property and he mentioned a farm Nia Omar that shall had inherited from his father lover knew everything how big the farm was how much rent it was worth if I were you he said I would pay my debts and there would still be some money left over he came back the following week saying that after a lot of trouble he had found a buyer willing to pay four thousand francs for the Emma was happier than she had been for months but lover shook his head and told her how much richer she would be if she let him manage these Affairs finally he persuaded her to borrow even more money from him and to sign a series of documents which she did not understand he told her this would give her more cash now cash she could use to pay her other debts and buy some of the little things she wanted Emma with her mind full of thoughts of laio and what they could do together did not even read the papers but simply signed her name well her her placed his dirty finger with this money in her hands she felt she might begin to be free freedom however was a disappointment despite her hopes she now found lay on less pleased to meet her than before less in love because she had more money in her pocket she made more demands on him but his employer was worried about his work and his friends asked him why they could no longer see him and the more emma demanded the less layer' wanted to give and while her love her need continued to grow so did her anger in the end she brought roses for him from young Vee and threw them in his face so Emma was not happy why was there this emptiness in her life why did whatever she want turn into dust everything was a lie every smile hid aboard Yann every promise hid a curse to make matters worse one day a small red-faced man came to the house explaining that he came from a Monsieur Vasa of rule he politely handed her a paper it was a bill for 700 francs signed by her lover had sold her bills to a moneylender she sent the servant to fetch him he was busy and could not come and the stranger asked what reply he should take to Monsieur vos au well said Emma tell him I haven't got it it will have to be next week ask him to wait yes next week tell him the man left without another word next day at 12 o'clock a legal document was handed to her on the side of the piece of paper with the government stamp on it and the name Metta our bailiff and gooshie written on it in big letters scared us so much that she ran without a moment's delay - miss youla girl shop she found him there tying up a big parcel what can we do for madam today he asked and he showed madam upstairs to his little office what's the matter said Lara seating himself in his big armchair look at that and she showed him the paper well what can I do this made her more angry than frightened hadn't he promised not to sell her bills he agreed that he had but added I had no choice I had a knife at my throat what's going to happen now how I'll tell you what will happen that's easy you go before the judge you pay or they sell your things it's quite simple though Emma wanted to hit him she asked him sweetly if there was anything she could do to keep this valsa quiet oh no keep van sock quiet you don't know much about him that's clear he's more bloodthirsty than a tiger Emma cried out that masuleh her really would have to do something I think I've been pretty good to you look at this he said opening a record book and running his finger up the page here and again here 3rd of August 200 francs 17th of June 150 23rd of March 46 in April he stopped anyway I've had enough of these delays and that's that Emma said no more what could she do when she went to hua Lian gave her little comfort he had just heard that he was going to be promoted to chief clerk in his law firm it was time for him to think about his future no more lovemaking besides it rather bored him now when Emma began weeping on his chest and he had grown tired of so much emotion feeling him withdraw from her she now began to wonder how she could get rid of him she even began to wish that something terrible would happen which would force them to separate she stopped her excuse of music lessons and her visits to rule she stayed in her room too depressed to pay attention when more legal demands for money came to the house too depressed to talk to her husband or her child she would have liked to stop living or else to go on sleeping forever however she could not stop the world coming to her and one morning two weeks after the first visit by van salesman felicity brought her a piece of grey coloured paper she took it and read the complicated legal language which told her the simple truth that within 24 hours she had to pay the total amount of eight thousand francs lower down she read the words which told her that if she did not do this all her household goods would be sold what could she do 24 hours that meant tomorrow maybe Laveau was just trying to frighten her that's what it was she went to see him do you know what's happening she said I suppose it's a joke it isn't what do you mean he turned to her slowly and then folding his arms said did you think my little lady that I would keep on supplying you with goods and money forever simply will the love of it be fair I must recover my money one way or the other anyway it's not me it's van sir couldn't you possibly I can't do anything but just look at it like this and she began to say she had not known it had taken her by surprise she begged and prayed she even put her white hand on lovers knee that's enough of that he shouted anyone would think you were trying to make love to me you horrible nun well who's got a temper he said with a laugh I'll tell everyone what you've done I'll tell my husband all right but I don't think your husband will be very pleased when he understands what you've been doing she fell back as if someone had hit her in the face and then he went close up to her saying sweetly it's not very pleasant I know but after all it never killed anybody and he seems that it's the only way to make you pay me back my money but where can I get it said Emma what about all those friends of yours and he gave her a look so searching and so terrible that she shook with fear I promise you she said I'll sign Eddie I've had enough of you and your signatures and I can still sell dough be a fool he said you've got nothing left to sell but if I brought you 3,000 francs a quarter a third nearly all of it no it's no good he pushed her gently towards the stairs I beg you Monsieur Lucca give me a few days longer and she burst into tears oh look nor tears but I'm desperate I don't care he whispered hariya so close she could smell his sour breath and then he shut the door chapter 15 a death she was brave next day when met her are all the bailiff accompanied by two witnesses came to make a list of the goods to be sold they began with Charles's consulting room then went into the kitchen and bedroom they examined her dresses they searched through her dressing room and her whole way of life with all its little secrets was laid bare like a body on an operating table make her are all with his black coat buttoned up to the neck his white tie and polished boots would say from time to time pardon me madam will you allow me and he frequently made little comments such as charming very pretty then he would make some more notes when they had gone through the rooms they went up to the room under the roof she had a desk up there in which she kept for Dolph's letters that had to be opened ah letters said Mithra are all smiling politely but allow me I must make sure the box contains nothing else at last they went and Felicity returned Emma had sent her to look out for char and keep him away shall that evening seemed rather worried she looked at him then at the curtains the chairs all the things which had made her a little happier but which would now ruin them the next day Emma went to rule to see if she could find a way out she visited every banker she knew the name of some of them laughed in her face when they heard her story all of them refused at two o'clock she ran two layers office she knocked at the door but no one came at last lay or himself appeared I've something I must say to you she said she was very pale lay oh she said I want you to do something for me then taking him with her two hands and giving him a shake she said listen I want 8,000 francs what you're mad not yet and she told the story of what had happened how she had let lover lead her into disaster and shall knew nothing she must have the money how do you expect me and her lover would do nothing to help her she had nowhere to turn to what must be must be she said to herself she was woken at 9:00 the next morning by voices in the square there was a crowd of people outside all trying to read a big piece of paper stuck to the wall of her house Madame Madame cried Felicity rushing in it's terrible shame and the poor girl held out a yellow paper which he had just torn off the front door Emma read that all her furniture was to be sold they looked at each other in silence servant and Mistress had no secrets from one another if I were you Madame side Felicity at last I would go and see Monsieur gilma you would yes you go that's the right thing to do she dressed and in order not to be seen there were always a lot of people in the square she took the path by the river Monsieur she said after she was let into the lawyer's dining room I want to ask you and she told him her situation maitre gilman knew all about it in fact he was a secret friend of lovers and knew the story better than she did herself as he listened he smiled a strange smile when she asked him for help with the money that was being demanded he said how sad he was that she had never come to him before then he put out his hand and took hold of hers and kissed it greedily playing with her fingers and looking her face with his colorless eyes she felt his breath on her cheek and could not bear it she jumped to her feet Monsieur she said I am waiting what for said the lawyer suddenly going as white as a sheet there's money but then giving in to a desire he could not resist he said very well yes you can have your money and he dragged himself along on his knees towards her shouting for God's sake stay I love you he took her by the waist now then both of he fell back with a terrible expression on her face crying I know I have fallen Monsieur but I am NOT to be sold and she turned and ran from the house félicité was waiting for her on the doorstep well she asked no said Emma and for the next quarter of an hour they went together through the names of all the people in your viel who might perhaps help her but every time Felicity mentioned a name Emma answered do you really think so oh no I'm sure they wouldn't and the doctor will be here in a minute or two yes I know that leave me alone hood off she had to see rode off he would help her but what should she say how should she begin Emma entered the park by the side gate and walked to the house she climbed the stairs and went to his room he was sitting in front of the fire with his feet up on the fireplace just lighting a pipe hello is that you he said getting up quickly yes it's me who Dolph I want to ask your advice you haven't changed you're as charming as ever ah she answered bitterly sad charms you said goodbye to them easily enough oh good off she sighed if you only knew I loved you so been crying he said why is that now she began to weep uncontrollably I am ruined what office I want you to lend me 3000 francs but but hurrying over her words she told him her story to which he listened carefully when she had finished he looked sadly at her and replied very calmly I haven't got it dear lady it was no lie if he had had it he would have given it to her she stood for a few minutes looking at him you haven't got it I haven't got it she repeated several times then she went out the walls seemed to be shaking and she felt that the ceiling would fall on her when she was outside she felt a little better but all her memories all her ideas seemed to fill her head and burst in a single flash she felt she was going mad night was falling and dark birds were flying into the trees the sky seemed full of balls of fire falling slowly to earth turning and turning what could she do how could she face the world she went running down the hill through the marketplace and into the pharmacists shop the door was open and no one was there though she could hear you stab the assistant talking to Monsieur homais she entered the passage where the laboratory door was on the wall hung a key labelled room six it turned in the lock and she went straight over and reached up to the third shelf knocking over a small bowl which had stood beside it is anyone there who is that she could hear just her walking down the corridor she must be quicker she read the labels her eyes desperately searching for one particular bottle a bottle which might give her a way out of this possible situation is there anyone there she took down a blue jar with a small handwritten label on it pulled off the lid and pushed her hand inside she took it out full of a white powder which she began to eat then and there just I ran into the room stop cried the boy terrified throwing himself on her be quiet they'll come they would blame your master for not locking his room then she left they could do nothing to her now as she felt a great peace in her heart Charl had come back to the house just after Emma left it to find quad off he did not know what to do he sent felicitate to the omae's the two Vash lovers the Lian door everywhere whenever anxiety for his wife lifted for a moment he saw his own life ruined his money gone Baptists future destroyed how why not a word he waited until six o'clock in the evening then unable to stand it any longer he went out along the road for a couple of kilometers saw no one waited and then came back again she had come home what was the matter why tell me all about it she sat down at her desk and wrote a letter which she slowly closed adding the date and the hour then she said you will read that tomorrow until then I beg you do not ask me a single question no not one but Oh leave me and she lay down on her bed and seemed to fall asleep she felt a bitter taste in her mouth and it woke her up she caught sight of char and shut her eyes again she tried to keep awake wondering whether she had any pain but no nothing yet she could hear the clock the sound of the fire Shaw was standing by the bed and she heard the sound of his breathing ah it's nothing very much dying she thought I shall just fall asleep and it will all be over she drank some water and turned her face to the wall but there was still that horrible taste of ink in her mouth I'm thirsty oh I'm so thirsty she sighed what can it be said Shaw bringing her a glass of water it's nothing open the window I can't breathe and she began to vomit so suddenly that she hardly had time to take her handkerchief from under her pillow he questioned her she did not answer she kept perfectly still for fear the slightest movement would make her vomit again and she began to feel an icy coldness rising from her feet to her heart oh it's beginning now she whispered what did you say she kept moving her head gently from side to side opening and shutting her jaws as if she had something very heavy on her tongue at 8 o'clock the vomiting began again shall examining the basin noticed something white at the bottom that's extraordinary most unusual he said no no you're wrong she replied in a strong voice then very likely he passed his hand over her stomach she gave a horrible scream he stepped back terrified then she began to shake and became paler than the sheet that she was holding her heartbeat was irregular there were drops of sweat on her face her eyes stared without seeing she answered every question with a shake of her head she even smiled two or three times gradually her breathing became noisier then she started to scream oh god it's terrible he threw himself on his knees at her bedside tell me what have you eaten for God's sake speak and he looked at her with a tenderness in his eyes that she had never seen before all right over there she said weakly he ran to the writing-table tore open the letter and read aloud let no one be blamed he stopped passed his hand across his eyes and then read on what help help me and all he could say was the word poisoned poisoned Felicity Ram you're amazed shocked and he came back as soon as he heard what was the matter be calm said the pharmacist what is the poison Charles showed him the letter and the pharmacist realized there was little to be done Emma saw the two of them and looked at Shaw don't cry she said I will not be here to worry you much longer why did you do it who made you do it and she replied it had to be my dear weren't you happy was it my fault I did everything I could yes you did you are kind so kind and she passed her fingers slowly through his hair bring the little one to me she said raising herself on her elbow the pain isn't getting any worse is it asked Chou no the child came in in her long night dress she looked thoughtful and not yet fully awake she opened big wandering eyes when she saw the room and the bright candles Oh mommy how big your eyes are how pale you are and your face is all sweaty a mother was staring at her I'm frightened cried the little one Emma took her hand and tried to kiss it she struggled to free herself that's enough take her away cry Chou after that Emma seemed a little better but then she began to vomit blood her limbs became stiff her body was covered with brown patches and her heartbeat raced then she began to scream again she cursed the poison she begged it to hurry up and finish its work she pushed away everything that shall try to make her drink he was standing stiff by the bed his whole body shaking from head to foot Felicity ran from one end of the room to the other there was nothing to be done except to call the priest when he came Emma was lying with her chin sunk on her breast her eyes were staring and her poor hands picked at the sheets pale as death with eyes like burning coals Charl not crying now were standing facing her at the foot of the bed while the priest resting on one knee was whispering his prayers slowly she turned her head and suddenly as she saw the priest kneeling beside her a look of joy came over her face the priest rose from his knees to show her the cross and she leant forward and pressed her lips to the body of the man god it was as if she kissed the figure on the cross with more love than she had ever given any person during her life she then fell back onto the bed and they hurried to her side her life had ended chapter 16 endings death always comes as a shock however much it has been expected so when at last shall saw her lying there so still he threw himself on her weeping that's right said the pharmacist let nature have her way you'll feel much better later funeral arrangements had to be made Charlotte carefully about these and wrote I want her to be buried in her wedding dress with white shoes and white flowers and her hair loose over her shoulders she should be covered with a large piece of green silk these are my wishes make sure that they are carried out the gentleman was surprised at Charles's ideas and Monsieur homais spoke to him it seems to us he said that silk is a little expensive that's none of your business shout it shall leave me alone you didn't love her so just get out of my sight that night ciao ma and the priest sat beside Emma's body she was lying with her head leaning over her right shoulder the corner of her mouth which was open looked like a black hole at the bottom of her face her two thumbs were held tightly in her hands the sheet that covered her lay quite flat from her breasts down to her knees rising up again at the tips of her toes and it seemed to char as if an enormous weight was pressing down on her early in the morning madame bovary senior arrived Charl as he kissed her again broke down and cried like the pharmacist she criticized him about the funeral expenses but he became so angry that she grew quiet Charles stayed by himself all afternoon better had been taken over to Madame or Mei in the evening various people came in to see him and to express their regrets he stood up shook hands but he could not say anything and each newcomer sat down with the rest of the group in a big circle around the fireplace they all looked at the floor with serious expressions on their faces and although everyone was bored no one got up to go upstairs félicité madame likova and madame bovary senior were standing around Emma busily finishing their task of dressing her oh poor mistress wept felicity just look at her said the landlady of the Lian door how pretty she looks even now then they all bent over to put the flowers on her hair they had to lift her head a little and as they did so a stream of black liquid poured from her mouth oh my god the dress take care cried Madame LaFrance wha Charl had to listen to the sound of hammers on wood as she was put into her last little home four men carried her to the door the house was thrown open and all the people of your view crowded near Emma's father farmer who Oh arrived as they were bringing her out and fell unconscious in the marketplace when he saw the funeral carriage at the church shalt tried to think about the few times when they had been happy together or when at least he had been happy with her but remembering that she was there underneath that green cloth his heart was filled with black anger against God and against the world they sang they went down on their knees they got up again there seemed to be no end to it all he remembered how once in the early days they had gone to church together they had sat on the other side on the right against the wall outside the church Charl walked in front holding himself very upright six men carried Emma's body and the priest followed saying the prayers for the dead his voice was carried over the fields rising and falling on the wind sometimes a sudden turn in the path hid them from sight but always the great silver cross rose high among the trees the women followed dressed in black and each in her hand carried a tall lighted candle shall recognized every garden as he passed and remembered how often on morning's like this one he had come away from one of them and set out for home and Emma now they had arrived at the place where her grave had been dug the people stood around and all the time the priest was speaking the red earth that had been piled beside the grave ran noiselessly down the slope into the dark hole then when the four ropes were in position they lowered her into the grave shall watched the wooden box go down until at last it arrived at the bottom and the ropes were pulled up again the priest took the Spade held out to him by his assistant and pushed the earth into the grave then Charles sank down on his knees throwing in handfuls of Earth as he cried goodbye he sent her kisses and dragged himself to the edge of the grave wanting to lie with her they led him away and he soon grew calm again perhaps feeling like all the others a sense of relief that it was now all over as the crowd walked back to the village they talked about her death and what a terrible thing it was especially lover who had made an effort to be there poor little lady what a terrible thing for her husband Emma's father insisted on going straight back to lay back to saying that he could not sleep in that house he would not even see his little grandchild no no I couldn't bear the pain of it goodbye the and you're a good man and pointing at his thigh I shan't forget that leg not as long as I live you'll always get a bird from me at Christmas don't you worry when he reached the top of the hill he turned again just as years ago he had turned and looked back along the sound Victoire road when she had left him to go with her husband the windows in the village were all on fire in the light of the Evening Sun he put up his hand to shade his eyes and far away on the horizon he saw the place where she lay with the trees here and there dark among the white stones then he went on his way next day shall had better brought home from the nurse she asked for her mummy and they told her that she had gone away but she would bring her back some toys better spoke of her again many times but as the days went by she stopped thinking about her and charl cannot bear the child's happy laugh life continued a round char but it had lost its meaning when Madame Dupree wrote to him to tell him of the marriage of her son Monsieur lay on Dupree a lawyer in F toe to Mademoiselle lioka della birth of Bond Ville Mashal wrote how delighted my poor wife would have been but he did not really care besides before long his money troubles began again Monsieur oliver's Vasa returned once again with his demands now everyone tried to profit from Charles's loss a music teacher in rural sent in a bill for six lessons although Emma had never been to her once a Madame au lait demanded payment for delivering letters to her and day by day shall had to sell the silver piece by piece then he got rid of the best furniture all the rooms were robbed of their contents except for one her room her bedroom was left as it had always been when he had had his dinner shall went up there he pulled the round table in front of the fire moved her chair nearer and then sat down facing it a candle would be burning and Bharata would be sitting near him busy with her painting book despite these efforts to keep Emma's memory alive Bovary realized with sorrow that her face was fading from his memory but every night he dreamed of her and it was always the same dream he moved close to touch her but just as he was taking her in his arms she fell to dust and he was still in debt look I refused to wait any longer and shall did not know what to do at last he decided he had to look in Emma's desk there instead of an answer to his problems he found Leone's letters he read them all to the last line then searched through every other piece of furniture opening every drawer emptying every box in this way he also discovered a picture of hood off staring at him from a mountain of love letters now people were shocked to see him so depressed he never went out or had visitors he even refused to go and see his patients the only times he went out now were when he took his little girl by the hand and they went together to the cemetery one day when he had gone to the market at our guy to sell his horse his last possession he met Adolphe they both turned pale heard of who when Emma died had only sent his card tried to give a few apologies then he grew braver an invited child to have a bottle of beer with him at the inn as they walked on he talked about farming the price of land trying to avoid any uncomfortable subjects Charl was not listening got off noticed and he anxiously watched his companions face at last Chou said I'm not angry with you Rudolph remained silent and char with his head in his hands repeated in a flat voice a voice full of endless sorrow no I'm not angry with you now then he said a great thing the only great thing he had ever said fate is to blame what off who had controlled the direction of this particular fate for some time thought this was rather a weak even ridiculous response from a man in both of his position next day Charlotte out and sat down on the seat in the garden the sunlight came through the leaves making shadows on the path the perfume of the roses filled the air the sky was blue and bees flew from one open flower to the next Shahrukh felt disturbed like a young man with an aching heart at seven o'clock little better who had not seen him that afternoon came to fetch him into dinner his head was leaning back against the wall his eyes were shut his mouth was open and his right hand was holding some long dark hair come on daddy she said and thinking he was only playing she gave him a little push he fell to the ground he was dead when everything had been sold just 12 francs remained enough to pay for Mademoiselle bovary's journey to her grandmother's house that lady died the same year as farmer whoooo was by then too unwell to look after better she was taken in by an aunt she is there still but the aunt is poor and sends the little girl to earn her living in a cotton mill [Music]

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Published: Mon Oct 29 2018