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Chapter 6

           ButwhatdoesMonsieurBovarythinkofit?"

           "He!"shesaidwithagestureofcontempt.

           "What!"repliedthegoodfellow,quiteastonished,doesn’theprescribesomethingforyou?"

           "Ah!"saidEmma,"itisnoearthlyremedyIneed."

           Butthecurefromtimetotimelookedintothechurch,wherethekneelingboyswereshoulderingoneanother,andtumblingoverlikepacksofcards.

           "Ishouldliketoknow"shewenton.

           "Youlookout,Riboudet,"criedthepriestinanangryvoice;"I’llwarmyourears,youimp!"ThenturningtoEmma,"He’sBoudetthecarpenter’sson;hisparentsarewelloff,andlethimdojustashepleases.Yethecouldlearnquicklyifhewould,forheisverysharp.AndsosometimesforajokeIcallhimRiboudet(liketheroadonetakestogotoMaromme)andIevensay‘MonRiboudet.’Ha!Ha!‘MontRiboudet.’TheotherdayIrepeatedthatjusttoMonsignor,andhelaughedatit;hecondescendedtolaughatit.AndhowisMonsieurBovary?"

           Sheseemednottohearhim.Andhewenton

           "Alwaysverybusy,nodoubt;forheandIarecertainlythebusiestpeopleintheparish.Butheisdoctorofthebody,"headdedwithathicklaugh,"andIofthesoul."

           Shefixedherpleadingeyesuponthepriest."Yes,"shesaid,"yousolaceallsorrows."

           "Ah!don’ttalktomeofit,MadameBovary.ThismorningIhadtogotoBas-Diauvilleforacowthatwasill;theythoughtitwasunderaspell.

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