Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 6

           "Well,yousee,youwereputtingyourhandtoyourforehead.Ithoughtyoufeltfaint."Then,bethinkinghimself,"Butyouwereaskingmesomething?Whatwasit?Ireallydon’tremember."

           "I?Nothing!nothing!"repeatedEmma.

           Andtheglanceshecastroundherslowlyfellupontheoldmaninthecassock.Theylookedatoneanotherfacetofacewithoutspeaking.

           "Then,MadameBovary,"hesaidatlast,"excuseme,butdutyfirst,youknow;Imustlookaftermygood-for-nothings.Thefirstcommunionwillsoonbeuponus,andIfearweshallbebehindafterall.SoafterAscensionDayIkeepthemrectaanextrahoureveryWednesday.Poorchildren!OnecannotleadthemtoosoonintothepathoftheLord,as,moreover,hehashimselfrecommendedustodobythemouthofhisDivineSon.Goodhealthtoyou,madame;myrespectstoyourhusband."

           Andhewentintothechurchmakingagenuflexionassoonashereachedthedoor.

           Emmasawhimdisappearbetweenthedoublerowofforms,walkingwithaheavytread,hisheadalittlebentoverhisshoulder,andwithhistwohandshalf-openbehindhim.

           Thensheturnedonherheelallofonepiece,likeastatueonapivot,andwenthomewards.Buttheloudvoiceofthepriest,theclearvoicesoftheboysstillreachedherears,andwentonbehindher.

           "AreyouaChristian?"

           "Yes,IamaChristian."

           "WhatisaChristian?"

           "Hewho,beingbaptized-baptized-baptized"

           Shewentupthestepsofthestaircaseholdingontothebanisters,andwhenshewasinherroomthrewherselfintoanarm-chair.

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