Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 12

           Onewouldhavethoughtthatanartistaptinconceptionhadarrangedthecurlsofhairuponherneck;theyfellinathickmass,negligently,andwiththechangingchancesoftheiradultery,thatunboundthemeveryday.Hervoicenowtookmoremellowinfections,herfigurealso;somethingsubtleandpenetratingescapedevenfromthefoldsofhergownandfromthelineofherfoot.Charles,aswhentheywerefirstmarried,thoughtherdeliciousandquiteirresistible.

           Whenhecamehomeinthemiddleofthenight,hedidnotdaretowakeher.Theporcelainnight-lightthrewaroundtremblinggleamupontheceiling,andthedrawncurtainsofthelittlecotformedasitwereawhitehutstandingoutintheshade,andbythebedsideCharleslookedatthem.Heseemedtohearthelightbreathingofhischild.Shewouldgrowbignow;everyseasonwouldbringrapidprogress.Healreadysawhercomingfromschoolasthedaydrewin,laughing,withink-stainsonherjacket,andcarryingherbasketonherarm.Thenshewouldhavetobesenttotheboarding-school;thatwouldcostmuch;howwasittobedone?Thenhereflected.Hethoughtofhiringasmallfarmintheneighbourhood,thathewouldsuperintendeverymorningonhiswaytohispatients.Hewouldsaveupwhathebroughtin;hewouldputitinthesavings-bank.Thenhewouldbuysharessomewhere,nomatterwhere;besides,hispracticewouldincrease;hecounteduponthat,forhewantedBerthetobewell-educated,tobeaccomplished,tolearntoplaythepiano.

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