Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 1

           "Goandgetmeacab!"

           ThechildboundedofflikeaballbytheRueQuatre-Vents;thentheywerealoneafewminutes,facetoface,andalittleembarrassed.

           "Ah!Leon!ReallyIdon’tknowifIought,"shewhispered.Thenwithamoreseriousair,"Doyouknow,itisveryimproper—"

           "Howso?"repliedtheclerk."ItisdoneatParis."

           Andthat,asanirresistibleargument,decidedher.

           Stillthecabdidnotcome.Leonwasafraidshemightgobackintothechurch.Atlastthecabappeared.

           "Atallevents,gooutbythenorthporch,"criedthebeadle,whowasleftaloneonthethreshold,"soastoseetheResurrection,theLastJudgment,Paradise,KingDavid,andtheCondemnedinHell-flames."

           "Whereto,sir?"askedthecoachman.

           "Whereyoulike,"saidLeon,forcingEmmaintothecab.

           Andthelumberingmachinesetout.ItwentdowntheRueGrand-Pont,crossedthePlacedesArts,theQuaiNapoleon,thePontNeuf,andstoppedshortbeforethestatueofPierreCorneille.

           "Goon,"criedavoicethatcamefromwithin.

           Thecabwentonagain,andassoonasitreachedtheCarrefourLafayette,setoffdown-hill,andenteredthestationatagallop.

           "No,straighton!"criedthesamevoice.

           Thecabcameoutbythegate,andsoonhavingreachedtheCours,trottedquietlybeneaththeelm-trees.Thecoachmanwipedhisbrow,puthisleatherhatbetweenhisknees,anddrovehiscarriagebeyondthesidealleybythemeadowtothemarginofthewaters.

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