Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 6

           "Well,good-bye,"hesighed.

           Sheraisedherheadwithaquickmovement.

           "Yes,good-byego!"

           Theyadvancedtowardseachother;heheldouthishand;shehesitated.

           "IntheEnglishfashion,then,"shesaid,givingherownhandwhollytohim,andforcingalaugh.

           Leonfeltitbetweenhisfingers,andtheveryessenceofallhisbeingseemedtopassdownintothatmoistpalm.Thenheopenedhishand;theireyesmetagain,andhedisappeared.

           Whenhereachedthemarket-place,hestoppedandhidbehindapillartolookforthelasttimeatthiswhitehousewiththefourgreenblinds.Hethoughthesawashadowbehindthewindowintheroom;butthecurtain,slidingalongthepoleasthoughnooneweretouchingit,slowlyopeneditslongobliquefoldsthatspreadoutwithasinglemovement,andthushungstraightandmotionlessasaplasterwall.Leonsetoffrunning.

           Fromafarhesawhisemployer’sgigintheroad,andbyitamaninacoarseapronholdingthehorse.HomaisandMonsieurGuillauminweretalking.Theywerewaitingforhim.

           "Embraceme,"saidthedruggistwithtearsinhiseyes."Hereisyourcoat,mygoodfriend.Mindthecold;takecareofyourself;lookafteryourself."

           "Come,Leon,jumpin,"saidthenotary.

           Homaisbendoverthesplash-board,andinavoicebrokenbysobsutteredthesethreesadwords

           "Apleasantjourney!"

           "Good-night,"saidMonsieurGuillaumin."Givehimhishead."Theysetout,andHomaiswentback.

           MadameBovaryhadopenedherwindowoverlookingthegardenandwatchedtheclouds.

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