Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 9

           Sheturnedawayfromtimetotimetoavoidhislook,andthenshesawonlythepinetrunksinlines,whosemonotonoussuccessionmadeheralittlegiddy.Thehorseswerepanting;theleatherofthesaddlescreaked.

           Justastheywereenteringtheforestthesunshoneout.

           "Godprotectsus!"saidRodolphe.

           "Doyouthinkso?"shesaid.

           "Forward!forward!"hecontinued.

           He"tchk’d"withhistongue.Thetwobeastssetoffatatrot.

           LongfernsbytheroadsidecaughtinEmma’sstirrup.

           Rodolpheleantforwardandremovedthemastheyrodealong.Atothertimes,toturnasidethebranches,hepassedclosetoher,andEmmafelthiskneebrushingagainstherleg.Theskywasnowblue,theleavesnolongerstirred.Therewerespacesfullofheatherinflower,andplotsofvioletsalternatedwiththeconfusedpatchesofthetreesthatweregrey,fawn,orgoldencoloured,accordingtothenatureoftheirleaves.Ofteninthethicketwasheardtheflutteringofwings,orelsethehoarse,softcryoftheravensflyingoffamidsttheoaks.

           Theydismounted.Rodolphefastenedupthehorses.Shewalkedoninfrontonthemossbetweenthepaths.Butherlonghabitgotinherway,althoughshehelditupbytheskirt;andRodolphe,walkingbehindher,sawbetweentheblackclothandtheblackshoethefinenessofherwhitestocking,thatseemedtohimasifitwereapartofhernakedness.

           Shestopped."Iamtired,"shesaid.

           "Come,tryagain,"hewenton.

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