Identifier: madamebovaryv204flau (find matches)
Title: Madame Bovary, v. 2
Year: 1897 (1890s)
Authors: Flaubert, Gustave
Subjects: Bibliotheque des chefs-d'oeuvre du roman contemporain: Realists (and) Romancists French fiction--19th century--Translations into English Limited Editions French fiction
Publisher: Philadelpha: Printed for subscribers only by G. Barrie
Contributing Library: Susquehanna University, Blough-Weis Library
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one of those crises in which the entire
soul displays indistinctly all that it incloses, like the
ocean which, in its tempests, opens up, from the fucus
on its shore to the sand of its abysses.
And he resumed:
" I commence to repent terribly of having taken
charge of you. I would certainly have done better to
have left you formerly to stagnate in your poverty and
in the mud in which you were born. You will never
be good for anything except for a herdsman for horned
cattle. You have no aptitude for the sciences ! Scarcely
do you know how to paste on a label. And you
live here with me, like a canon, in clover, taking your
ease."

But Emma turned toward Madame Homais :
I was told to come here —"
"Ah! Mon Dieu," interrupted the good lady with
a sorrowful air, "how shall I say it to you ?— It is
a misfortune !"

PART THIRD CHAPTER I

She witdrew hard hand brusquely and entered the
chapel of the Virgin, where, kneeling against a chair,
she began her prayers.
The young man was irritated by this bigoted fancy;
then he experienced, however, a certain charm in seeing
her, in the midst of the rendezvous, thus lost in her
orisons like an Andalusian marchioness; then he soon
wearief, for she did not finish.
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PART THIRD 33

She did not finish.

The apothecary thundered :
" Empty it out! scour it out! take it back! hurry
up there !"
And, shaking Justin by the collar of his jacket, he
caused a book to fall out of his pocket.
The youth stooped to pick it up. Homais was
quicker, and having seized the volume he contemplated
it, his eyes staring, his mouth open.
" L'Atnour conjugal," said he, separating these
words slowly. " Ah! very good! very good!
very pretty ! And engravings ? Ah ! this is too
much !"
Madame Homais came forward.
" No! do not touch it!
The children wished to see the picture."
" Go out of the room !" said he, imperiously.
And they went.
He walked about at first, forward and backward,
with great strides, keeping the open volume between
his fingers, rolling his eyes, suffocating, swelling, apo-
plectic. Then he went straight up to his pupil and,
planting himself before him, with his arms folded:
" But you have then all the vices, little wretch ! —
Take care, you are on an incline ! — You have then not
reflected that it might, this infamous book, fall into
the hands of my children, set the spark in their brains,
tarnish the purity of Athalie, corrupt Napoleon ? He
is already formed like a man. Are you quite certain.

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