Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 2

           Asshewasalongtimebeforeshefoundherwork-case,herfathergrewimpatient;shedidnotanswer,butasshesewedsheprickedherfingers,whichshethenputtohermouthtosuckthem.Charleswassurprisedatthewhitenessofhernails.Theywereshiny,delicateatthetips,morepolishedthantheivoryofDieppe,andalmond-shaped.Yetherhandwasnotbeautiful,perhapsnotwhiteenough,andalittlehardattheknuckles;besides,itwastoolong,withnosoftinflectionsintheoutlines.Herrealbeautywasinhereyes.Althoughbrown,theyseemedblackbecauseofthelashes,andherlookcameatyoufrankly,withacandidboldness.

           Thebandagingover,thedoctorwasinvitedbyMonsieurRouaulthimselfto"pickabit"beforeheleft.

           Charleswentdownintotheroomonthegroundfloor.KnivesandforksandsilvergobletswerelaidfortwoonalittletableatthefootofahugebedthathadacanopyofprintedcottonwithfiguresrepresentingTurks.Therewasanodourofiris-rootanddampsheetsthatescapedfromalargeoakchestoppositethewindow.Onthefloorincornersweresacksofflourstuckuprightinrows.Theseweretheoverflowfromtheneighbouringgranary,towhichthreestonestepsled.Bywayofdecorationfortheapartment,hangingtoanailinthemiddleofthewall,whosegreenpaintscaledofffromtheeffectsofthesaltpetre,wasacrayonheadofMinervaingoldframe,underneathwhichwaswritteninGothicletters"TodearPapa."

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