Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 2

           WhencoffeewasservedFelicitewentawaytogetreadytheroominthenewhouse,andtheguestssoonraisedthesiege.MadameLefrancoiswasasleepnearthecinders,whilethestable-boy,lanterninhand,waswaitingtoshowMonsieurandMadameBovarythewayhome.Bitsofstrawstuckinhisredhair,andhelimpedwithhisleftleg.Whenhehadtakeninhisotherhandthecure’sumbrella,theystarted.

           Thetownwasasleep;thepillarsofthemarketthrewgreatshadows;theearthwasallgreyasonasummer’snight.Butasthedoctor’shousewasonlysomefiftypacesfromtheinn,theyhadtosaygood-nightalmostimmediately,andthecompanydispersed.

           Assoonassheenteredthepassage,Emmafeltthecoldoftheplasterfallabouthershoulderslikedamplinen.Thewallswerenewandthewoodenstairscreaked.Intheirbedroom,onthefirstfloor,awhitishlightpassedthroughthecurtainlesswindows.

           Shecouldcatchglimpsesoftreetops,andbeyond,thefields,half-drownedinthefogthatlayreekinginthemoonlightalongthecourseoftheriver.Inthemiddleoftheroom,pell-mell,werescattereddrawers,bottles,curtain-rods,giltpoles,withmattressesonthechairsandbasinsonthegroundthetwomenwhohadbroughtthefurniturehadlefteverythingaboutcarelessly.

           Thiswasthefourthtimethatshehadsleptinastrangeplace.

           Thefirstwasthedayofhergoingtotheconvent;thesecond,ofherarrivalatTostes;thethird,atVaubyessard;andthiswasthefourth.Andeachonehadmarked,asitwere,theinaugurationofanewphaseinherlife

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