Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 9

           Assoonashefelttheground,Emma’shorsesetoffatagallop.

           Rodolphegallopedbyherside.Nowandthentheyexchangedaword.Herfigureslightlybent,herhandwellup,andherrightarmstretchedout,shegaveherselfuptothecadenceofthemovementthatrockedherinhersaddle.AtthebottomofthehillRodolphegavehishorseitshead;theystartedtogetheratabound,thenatthetopsuddenlythehorsesstopped,andherlargeblueveilfellabouther.

           ItwasearlyinOctober.Therewasfogovertheland.Hazycloudshoveredonthehorizonbetweentheoutlinesofthehills;others,rentasunder,floatedupanddisappeared.Sometimesthroughariftintheclouds,beneatharayofsunshine,gleamedfromafartherootsofYonville,withthegardensatthewater’sedge,theyards,thewallsandthechurchsteeple.Emmahalfclosedhereyestopickoutherhouse,andneverhadthispoorvillagewhereshelivedappearedsosmall.Fromtheheightonwhichtheywerethewholevalleyseemedanimmensepalelakesendingoffitsvapourintotheair.Clumpsoftreeshereandtherestoodoutlikeblackrocks,andthetalllinesofthepoplarsthatroseabovethemistwerelikeabeachstirredbythewind.

           Bytheside,ontheturfbetweenthepines,abrownlightshimmeredinthewarmatmosphere.Theearth,ruddylikethepowderoftobacco,deadenedthenoiseoftheirsteps,andwiththeedgeoftheirshoesthehorsesastheywalkedkickedthefallenfirconesinfrontofthem.

           RodolpheandEmmathuswentalongtheskirtofthewood.

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