Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 13

           Inordertofindthematthebottomofthebox,Rodolphedisturbedalltheothers,andmechanicallybeganrummagingamidstthismassofpapersandthings,findingpell-mellbouquets,garters,ablackmask,pins,andhairhair!darkandfair,someeven,catchinginthehingesofthebox,brokewhenitwasopened.

           Thusdallyingwithhissouvenirs,heexaminedthewritingandthestyleoftheletters,asvariedastheirorthography.Theyweretenderorjovial,facetious,melancholy;thereweresomethataskedforlove,othersthataskedformoney.Awordrecalledfacestohim,certaingestures,thesoundofavoice;sometimes,however,herememberednothingatall.

           Infact,thesewomen,rushingatonceintohisthoughts,crampedeachotherandlessened,asreducedtoauniformleveloflovethatequalisedthemall.Sotakinghandfulsofthemixed-upletters,heamusedhimselfforsomemomentswithlettingthemfallincascadesfromhisrightintohislefthand.Atlast,boredandweary,Rodolphetookbacktheboxtothecupboard,sayingtohimself,"Whatalotofrubbish!"Whichsummeduphisopinion;forpleasures,likeschoolboysinaschoolcourtyard,hadsotrampleduponhisheartthatnogreenthinggrewthere,andthatwhichpassedthroughit,moreheedlessthanchildren,didnoteven,likethem,leaveanamecarveduponthewall.

           "Come,"saidhe,"let’sbegin."

           Hewrote

           "Courage,Emma!courage!Iwouldnotbringmiseryintoyourlife."

           "Afterall,that’strue,"thoughtRodolphe."Iamactinginherinterest;Iamhonest."

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