Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 9

           InmysoulyouareasaMadonnaonapedestal,inaplacelofty,secure,immaculate.ButIneedyoutolive!Imusthaveyoureyes,yourvoice,yourthought!Bemyfriend,mysister,myangel!"

           Andheputouthisarmroundherwaist.Shefeeblytriedtodisengageherself.Hesupportedherthusastheywalkedalong.

           Buttheyheardthetwohorsesbrowsingontheleaves.

           "Oh!onemoment!"saidRodolphe."Donotletusgo!Stay!"

           Hedrewherfartherontoasmallpoolwhereduckweedsmadeagreennessonthewater.Fadedwaterlilieslaymotionlessbetweenthereeds.Atthenoiseoftheirstepsinthegrass,frogsjumpedawaytohidethemselves.

           "Iamwrong!Iamwrong!"shesaid."Iammadtolistentoyou!"

           "Why?Emma!Emma!"

           "Oh,Rodolphe!"saidtheyoungwomanslowly,leaningonhisshoulder.

           Theclothofherhabitcaughtagainstthevelvetofhiscoat.Shethrewbackherwhiteneck,swellingwithasigh,andfaltering,intears,withalongshudderandhidingherface,shegaveherselfuptohim

           Theshadesofnightwerefalling;thehorizontalsunpassingbetweenthebranchesdazzledtheeyes.Hereandtherearoundher,intheleavesorontheground,trembledluminouspatches,asithummingbirdsflyingabouthadscatteredtheirfeathers.Silencewaseverywhere;somethingsweetseemedtocomeforthfromthetrees;shefeltherheart,whosebeatinghadbegunagain,andthebloodcoursingthroughherfleshlikeastreamofmilk.

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