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milk; the next cups of tea by the dozen。 Often she persisted in
not going out; then; stifling; threw open the windows and put on
light dresses。 After she had well scolded her servant she gave
her presents or sent her out to see neighbours; just as she
sometimes threw beggars all the silver in her purse; although she
was by no means tender…hearted or easily accessible to the
feelings of others; like most country…bred people; who always
retain in their souls something of the horny hardness of the
paternal hands。

Towards the end of February old Rouault; in memory of his cure;
himself brought his son…in…law a superb turkey; and stayed three
days at Tostes。 Charles being with his patients; Emma kept him
company。 He smoked in the room; spat on the firedogs; talked
farming; calves; cows; poultry; and municipal council; so that
when he left she closed the door on him with a feeling of
satisfaction that surprised even herself。 Moreover she no longer
concealed her contempt for anything or anybody; and at times she
set herself to express singular opinions; finding fault with that
which others approved; and approving things perverse and immoral;
all of which made her husband open his eyes widely。

Would this misery last for ever? Would she never issue from it?
Yet she was as good as all the women who were living happily。 She
had seen duchesses at Vaubyessard with clumsier waists and
commoner ways; and she execrated the injustice of God。 She leant
her head against the walls to weep; she envied lives of stir;
longed for masked balls; for violent pleasures; with all the
wildness that she did not know; but that these must surely yield。

She grew pale and suffered from palpitations of the heart。

Charles prescribed valerian and camphor baths。 Everything that
was tried only seemed to irritate her the more。

On certain days she chatted with feverish rapidity; and this
over…excitement was suddenly followed by a state of torpor; in
which she remained without speaking; without moving。 What then
revived her was pouring a bottle of eau…de…cologne over her arms。

As she was constantly complaining about Tostes; Charles fancied
that her illness was no doubt due to some local cause; and fixing
on this idea; began to think seriously of setting up elsewhere。

》From that moment she drank vinegar; contracted a sharp little
cough; and completely lost her appetite。

It cost Charles much to give up Tostes after living there four
years and 〃when he was beginning to get on there。〃 Yet if it must
be! He took her to Rouen to see his old master。 It was a nervous
complaint: change of air was needed。

After looking about him on this side and on that; Charles learnt
that in the Neufchatel arrondissement there was a considerable
market town called Yonville…l'Abbaye; whose doctor; a Polish
refugee; had decamped a week before。 Then he wrote to the chemist
of the place to ask the number of the population; the distance
from the nearest doctor; what his predecessor had made a year;
and so forth; and the answer being satisfactory; he made up his
mind to move towards the spring; if Emma's health did not
improve。

One day when; in view of her departure; she was tidying a drawer;
something pricked her finger。 It was a wire of her wedding
bouquet。 The orange blossoms were yellow with dust and the silver
bordered satin ribbons frayed at the edges。 She threw it into the
fire。 It flared up more quickly than dry straw。 Then it was; like
a red bush in the cinders; slowly devoured。 She watched it burn。

The little pasteboard berries burst; the wire twisted; the gold
lace melted; and the shriveled paper corollas; fluttering like
black butterflies at the back of the stove; at least flew up the
chimney。

When they left Tostes at the month of March; Madame Bovary was
pregnant。



Part II

Chapter One

Yonville…l'Abbaye (so called from an old Capuchin abbey of which
not even the ruins remain) is a market…town twenty…four miles
from Rouen; between the Abbeville and Beauvais roads; at the foot
of a valley watered by the Rieule; a little river that runs into
the Andelle after turning three water…mills near its mouth; where
there are a few trout that the lads amuse themselves by fishing
for on Sundays。

We leave the highroad at La Boissiere and keep straight on to the
top of the Leux hill; whence the valley is seen。 The river that
runs through it makes of it; as it were; two regions with
distinct physiognomiesall on the left is pasture land; all of
the right arable。 The meadow stretches under a bulge of low hills
to join at the back with the pasture land of the Bray country;
while on the eastern side; the plain; gently rising; broadens
out; showing as far as eye can follow its blond cornfields。 The
water; flowing by the grass; divides with a white line the colour
of the roads and of the plains; and the country is like a great
unfolded mantle with a green velvet cape bordered with a fringe
of silver。

Before us; on the verge of the horizon; lie the oaks of the
forest of Argueil; with the steeps of the Saint…Jean hills
scarred from top to bottom with red irregular lines; they are
rain tracks; and these brick…tones standing out in narrow streaks
against the grey colour of the mountain are due to the quantity
of iron springs that flow beyond in the neighboring country。

Here we are on the confines of Normandy; Picardy; and the
Ile…de…France; a bastard land whose language is without accent
and its landscape is without character。 It is there that they
make the worst Neufchatel cheeses of all the arrondissement; and;
on the other hand; farming is costly because so much manure is
needed to enrich this friable soil full of sand and flints。

Up to 1835 there was no practicable road for getting to Yonville;
but about this time a cross…road was made which joins that of
Abbeville to that of Amiens; and is occasionally used by the
Rouen wagoners on their way to Flanders。 Yonville…l'Abbaye has
remained stationary in spite of its 〃new outlet。〃 Instead of
improving the soil; they persist in keeping up the pasture lands;
however depreciated they may be in value; and the lazy borough;
growing away from the plain; has naturally spread riverwards。 It
is seem from afar sprawling along the banks like a cowherd taking
a siesta by the water…side。

At the foot of the hill beyond the bridge begins a roadway;
planted with young aspens; that leads in a straight line to the
first houses in the place。 These; fenced in by hedges; are in the
middle of courtyards full of straggling buildings; wine…presses;
cart…sheds and distilleries scattered under thick trees; with
ladders; poles; or scythes hung on to the branches。 The thatched
roofs; like fur caps drawn over eyes; reach down over about a
third of the low windows; whose coarse convex glasses have knots
in the middle like the bottoms of bottles。 Against the plaster
wall diagonally crossed by black joists; a meagre pear…tree
sometimes leans and the ground…floors have at their door a small
swing…gate to keep out the chicks that come pilfering crumbs of
bread steeped in cider on the threshold。 But the courtyards grow
narrower; the houses closer together; and the fences disappear; a
bundle of ferns swings under a window from the end of a
broomstick; there is a blacksmith's forge and then a
wheelwright's; with two or three new carts outside that partly
block the way。 Then across an open space appears a white house
beyond a grass mound ornamented by a Cupid; his finger on his
lips; two brass vases are at each end of a flight of steps;
scutcheons* blaze upon the door。 It is the notary's house; and
the finest in the place。

*The panonceaux that have to be hung over the doors of notaries。

The Church is on the other side of the street; twenty paces
farther down; at the entrance of the square。 The little cemetery
that surrounds it; closed in by a wall breast high; is so full of
graves that the old stones; level with the ground; form a
continuous pavement; on which the grass of itself has marked out
regular green squares。 The church was rebuilt during the last
years of the reign of Charles X。 The wooden roof is beginning to
rot from the top; and here and there has black hollows in its
blue colour。 Over the door; where the organ should be; is a loft
for the men; with a spiral staircase that reverberates under
their wooden shoes。

The daylight coming through the plain glass windows falls
obliquely upon the pews ranged along the walls; which are adorned
here and there with a straw mat bearing beneath it the words in
large letters; 〃Mr。 So…and…so's pew。〃 Farther on; at a spot where
the building narrows; the confessional forms a pendant to a
statuette of the Virgin; clothed in a satin robe; coifed with a
tulle veil sprinkled with silver stars; and with red cheeks; like
an idol of the Sandwich Islands; and; finally; a copy of the
〃Holy Family; presented by the Minister of the Interior;〃
overlooking the high altar; between four candlesticks; closes in
the perspective。 The choir stalls; of deal wood; have been left
unpainted。

The market; that is to say; a tiled roof supported by some twenty
posts; occupies of itself about half 

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