Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 1

           Silverplatesparkledinthejeweller’swindows,andthelightfallingobliquelyonthecathedralmademirrorsofthecornersofthegreystones;aflockofbirdsflutteredinthegreyskyroundthetrefoilbell-turrets;thesquare,resoundingwithcries,wasfragrantwiththeflowersthatbordereditspavement,roses,jasmines,pinks,narcissi,andtube-roses,unevenlyspacedoutbetweenmoistgrasses,catmint,andchickweedforthebirds;thefountainsgurgledinthecentre,andunderlargeumbrellas,amidstmelons,piledupinheaps,flower-women,bare-headed,weretwistingpaperroundbunchesofviolets.

           Theyoungmantookone.Itwasthefirsttimethathehadboughtflowersforawoman,andhisbreast,ashesmeltthem,swelledwithpride,asifthishomagethathemeantforanotherhadrecoileduponhimself.

           Buthewasafraidofbeingseen;heresolutelyenteredthechurch.Thebeadle,whowasjustthenstandingonthethresholdinthemiddleoftheleftdoorway,underthe"DancingMarianne,"withfeathercap,andrapierdanglingagainsthiscalves,camein,moremajesticthanacardinal,andasshiningasasaintonaholypyx.

           HecametowardsLeon,and,withthatsmileofwheedlingbenignityassumedbyecclesiasticswhentheyquestionchildren

           "Thegentleman,nodoubt,doesnotbelongtotheseparts?Thegentlemanwouldliketoseethecuriositiesofthechurch?"

           "No!"saidtheother.

           Andhefirstwentroundtheloweraisles.ThenhewentouttolookatthePlace.Emmawasnotcomingyet.Hewentupagaintothechoir.

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