Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 1

           Helookedatitlong,attentively,andhecountedthescalesofthefishesandthebutton-holesofthedoublets,whilehisthoughtswanderedofftowardsEmma.

           Thebeadle,standingaloof,wasinwardlyangryatthisindividualwhotookthelibertyofadmiringthecathedralbyhimself.Heseemedtohimtobeconductinghimselfinamonstrousfashion,toberobbinghiminasort,andalmostcommittingsacrilege.

           Butarustleofsilkontheflags,thetipofabonnet,alinedcloakitwasshe!Leonroseandrantomeether.

           Emmawaspale.Shewalkedfast.

           "Read!"shesaid,holdingoutapapertohim."Oh,no!"

           AndsheabruptlywithdrewherhandtoenterthechapeloftheVirgin,where,kneelingonachair,shebegantopray.

           Theyoungmanwasirritatedatthisbigotfancy;thenheneverthelessexperiencedacertaincharminseeingher,inthemiddleofarendezvous,thuslostinherdevotions,likeanAndalusianmarchioness;thenhegrewbored,forsheseemednevercomingtoanend.

           Emmaprayed,orratherstrovetopray,hopingthatsomesuddenresolutionmightdescendtoherfromheaven;andtodrawdowndivineaidshefilledfullhereyeswiththesplendoursofthetabernacle.Shebreathedintheperfumesofthefull-blownflowersinthelargevases,andlistenedtothestillnessofthechurch,thatonlyheightenedthetumultofherheart.

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