Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 14

           Thissplendidvisiondweltinhermemoryasthemostbeautifulthingthatitwaspossibletodream,sothatnowshestrovetorecallhersensation.Thatstilllasted,however,butinalessexclusivefashionandwithadeepersweetness.Hersoul,torturedbypride,atlengthfoundrestinChristianhumility,and,tastingthejoyofweakness,shesawwithinherselfthedestructionofherwill,thatmusthaveleftawideentrancefortheinroadsofheavenlygrace.Thereexisted,then,intheplaceofhappiness,stillgreaterjoysanotherlovebeyondallloves,withoutpauseandwithoutend,onethatwouldgroweternally!Shesawamidtheillusionsofherhopeastateofpurityfloatingabovetheearthminglingwithheaven,towhichsheaspired.Shewantedtobecomeasaint.Sheboughtchapletsandworeamulets;shewishedtohaveinherroom,bythesideofherbed,areliquarysetinemeraldsthatshemightkissiteveryevening.

           Thecuremarvelledatthishumour,althoughEmma’sreligion,hethought,might,fromitsfervour,endbytouchingonheresy,extravagance.Butnotbeingmuchversedinthesematters,assoonastheywentbeyondacertainlimithewrotetoMonsieurBoulard,booksellertoMonsignor,tosendhim"somethinggoodforaladywhowasveryclever."Thebookseller,withasmuchindifferenceasifhehadbeensendingoffhardwaretoniggers,packedup,pellmell,everythingthatwasthenthefashioninthepiousbooktrade.

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