Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 1

           Workingmen,kneelingonthebanks,washedtheirbarearmsinthewater.Onpolesprojectingfromtheattics,skeinsofcottonweredryingintheair.Opposite,beyondtherootsspreadthepureheavenwiththeredsunsetting.Howpleasantitmustbeathome!Howfreshunderthebeech-tree!Andheexpandedhisnostrilstobreatheinthesweetodoursofthecountrywhichdidnotreachhim.

           Hegrewthin,hisfigurebecametaller,hisfacetookasaddenedlookthatmadeitnearlyinteresting.Naturally,throughindifference,heabandonedalltheresolutionshehadmade.Oncehemissedalecture;thenextdayallthelectures;and,enjoyinghisidleness,littlebylittle,hegaveupworkaltogether.Hegotintothehabitofgoingtothepublic-house,andhadapassionfordominoes.Toshuthimselfupeveryeveninginthedirtypublicroom,topushaboutonmarbletablesthesmallsheepboneswithblackdots,seemedtohimafineproofofhisfreedom,whichraisedhiminhisownesteem.Itwasbeginningtoseelife,thesweetnessofstolenpleasures;andwhenheentered,heputhishandonthedoor-handlewithajoyalmostsensual.Thenmanythingshiddenwithinhimcameout;helearntcoupletsbyheartandsangthemtohisbooncompanions,becameenthusiasticaboutBeranger,learnthowtomakepunch,and,finally,howtomakelove.

           Thankstothesepreparatorylabours,hefailedcompletelyinhisexaminationforanordinarydegree.Hewasexpectedhomethesamenighttocelebratehissuccess.

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