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Chapter 6

           Butwhilstshewroteitwasanothermanshesaw,aphantomfashionedoutofhermostardentmemories,ofherfinestreading,herstrongestlusts,andatlasthebecamesoreal,sotangible,thatshepalpitatedwondering,without,however,thepowertoimaginehimclearly,solostwashe,likeagod,beneaththeabundanceofhisattributes.Hedweltinthatazurelandwheresilkladdershangfrombalconiesunderthebreathofflowers,inthelightofthemoon.Shefelthimnearher;hewascoming,andwouldcarryherrightawayinakiss.

           Thenshefellbackexhausted,forthesetransportsofvagueloveweariedhermorethangreatdebauchery.

           Shenowfeltconstantachealloverher.Oftensheevenreceivedsummonses,stampedpaperthatshebarelylookedat.Shewouldhavelikednottobealive,ortobealwaysasleep.

           OnMid-LentshedidnotreturntoYonville,butintheeveningwenttoamaskedball.Sheworevelvetbreeches,redstockings,aclubwig,andthree-corneredhatcockedononeside.Shedancedallnighttothewildtonesofthetrombones;peoplegatheredroundher,andinthemorningshefoundherselfonthestepsofthetheatretogetherwithfiveorsixmasks,debardeusesandsailors,Leon’scomrades,whoweretalkingabouthavingsupper.

           Theneighbouringcafeswerefull.Theycaughtsightofoneontheharbour,averyindifferentrestaurant,whoseproprietorshowedthemtoalittleroomonthefourthfloor.

           Themenwerewhisperinginacorner,nodoubtconsortingaboutexpenses.

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