Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 15

           Butsoonrecallingherselftothenecessitiesofthesituation,withaneffortsheshookoffthetorporofhermemories,andbeganstammeringafewhurriedwords.

           "Ah,good-day!What!youhere?"

           "Silence!"criedavoicefromthepit,forthethirdactwasbeginning.

           "SoyouareatRouen?"

           "Yes."

           "Andsincewhen?"

           "Turnthemout!turnthemout!"Peoplewerelookingatthem.Theyweresilent.

           Butfromthatmomentshelistenednomore;andthechorusoftheguests,thescenebetweenAshtonandhisservant,thegrandduetinDmajor,allwereforherasfaroffasiftheinstrumentshadgrownlesssonorousandthecharactersmoreremote.Sherememberedthegamesatcardsatthedruggist’s,andthewalktothenurse’s,thereadinginthearbour,thetete-a-tetebythefiresideallthatpoorlove,socalmandsoprotracted,sodiscreet,sotender,andthatshehadneverthelessforgotten.Andwhyhadhecomeback?Whatcombinationofcircumstanceshadbroughthimbackintoherlife?Hewasstandingbehindher,leaningwithhisshoulderagainstthewallofthebox;nowandagainshefeltherselfshudderingbeneaththehotbreathfromhisnostrilsfallinguponherhair.

           "Doesthisamuseyou?"saidhe,bendingoverhersocloselythattheendofhismoustachebrushedhercheek.Sherepliedcarelessly

           "Oh,dearme,no,notmuch."

           Thenheproposedthattheyshouldleavethetheatreandgoandtakeanicesomewhere.

           "Oh,notyet;letusstay,"saidBovary."Herhair’sundone;thisisgoingtobetragic."

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