Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 10

           Shejumpedupwithastart;butsometimeshehadtowait,forCharleshadamaniaforchattingbythefireside,andhewouldnotstop.Shewaswildwithimpatience;ifhereyescouldhavedoneit,shewouldhavehurledhimoutatthewindow.Atlastshewouldbegintoundress,thentakeupabook,andgoonreadingveryquietlyasifthebookamusedher.ButCharles,whowasinbed,calledtohertocometoo.

           "Come,now,Emma,"hesaid,"itistime."

           "Yes,Iamcoming,"sheanswered.

           Then,asthecandlesdazzledhim;heturnedtothewallandfellasleep.Sheescaped,smiling,palpitating,undressed.Rodolphehadalargecloak;hewrappedherinit,andputtinghisarmroundherwaist,hedrewherwithoutawordtotheendofthegarden.

           Itwasinthearbour,onthesameseatofoldstickswhereformerlyLeonhadlookedathersoamorouslyonthesummerevenings.Sheneverthoughtofhimnow.

           Thestarsshonethroughtheleaflessjasminebranches.Behindthemtheyheardtheriverflowing,andnowandagainonthebanktherustlingofthedryreeds.Massesofshadowhereandthereloomedoutinthedarkness,andsometimes,vibratingwithonemovement,theyroseupandswayedlikeimmenseblackwavespressingforwardtoengulfthem.Thecoldofthenightsmadethemclaspcloser;thesighsoftheirlipsseemedtothemdeeper;theireyesthattheycouldhardlysee,larger;andinthemidstofthesilencelowwordswerespokenthatfellontheirsoulssonorous,crystalline,andthatreverberatedinmultipliedvibrations.

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