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Chapter 12

           Emmayieldedtothislazymodeofsatisfyingallhercaprices.Thusshewantedtohaveaveryhandsomeridding-whipthatwasatanumbrella-maker’satRouentogivetoRodolphe.TheweekafterMonsieurLheureuxplaceditonhertable.

           Butthenextdayhecalledonherwithabillfortwohundredandseventyfrancs,notcountingthecentimes.Emmawasmuchembarrassed;allthedrawersofthewriting-tablewereempty;theyowedoverafortnight’swagestoLestiboudois,twoquarterstotheservant,foranyquantityofotherthings,andBovarywasimpatientlyexpectingMonsieurDerozeray’saccount,whichhewasinthehabitofpayingeveryyearaboutMidsummer.

           ShesucceededatfirstinputtingoffLheureux.Atlasthelostpatience;hewasbeingsued;hiscapitalwasout,andunlesshegotsomeinheshouldbeforcedtotakebackallthegoodsshehadreceived.

           "Oh,verywell,takethem!"saidEmma.

           "Iwasonlyjoking,"hereplied;"theonlythingIregretisthewhip.Myword!I’llaskmonsieurtoreturnittome."

           "No,no!"shesaid.

           "Ah!I’vegotyou!"thoughtLheureux.

           And,certainofhisdiscovery,hewentoutrepeatingtohimselfinanundertone,andwithhisusuallowwhistle

           "Good!weshallsee!weshallsee!"

           Shewasthinkinghowtogetoutofthiswhentheservantcominginputonthemantelpieceasmallrollofbluepaper"fromMonsieurDerozeray’s."Emmapounceduponandopenedit.Itcontainedfifteennapoleons;itwastheaccount.

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