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Chapter 6

           Thenthestranger,whohadremainedstanding,castingrightandleftcuriousglances,thathisthick,faireyebrowshid,askedwithanaiveair

           "WhatansweramItotakeMonsieurVincart?"

           "Oh,"saidEmma,"tellhimthatIhaven’tit.Iwillsendnextweek;hemustwait;yes,tillnextweek."

           Andthefellowwentwithoutanotherword.

           Butthenextdayattwelveo’clockshereceivedasummons,andthesightofthestampedpaper,onwhichappearedseveraltimesinlargeletters,"MaitreHareng,bailiffatBuchy,"sofrightenedherthatsherushedinhothastetothelinendraper’s.Shefoundhiminhisshop,doingupaparcel.

           "Yourobedient!"hesaid;"Iamatyourservice."

           ButLheureux,allthesame,wentonwithhiswork,helpedbyayounggirlofaboutthirteen,somewhathunch-backed,whowasatoncehisclerkandhisservant.

           Then,hisclogsclatteringontheshop-boards,hewentupinfrontofMadameBovarytothefirstdoor,andintroducedherintoanarrowcloset,where,inalargebureauinsapon-wood,laysomeledgers,protectedbyahorizontalpadlockedironbar.Againstthewall,undersomeremnantsofcalico,oneglimpsedasafe,butofsuchdimensionsthatitmustcontainsomethingbesidesbillsandmoney.

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