Госпожа Бовари

           "No,no!Downthere,inourhome!"

           AndtheywenttotheirroomattheHoteldeBoulogne.

           Onarrivingshedrankoffalargeglassofwater.Shewasverypale.Shesaidtohim—

           "Leon,youwilldomeaservice?"

           And,shakinghimbybothhandsthatshegraspedtightly,sheadded

           "Listen,Iwanteightthousandfrancs."

           "Butyouaremad!"

           "Notyet."

           Andthereupon,tellinghimthestoryofthedistraint,sheexplainedherdistresstohim;forCharlesknewnothingofit;hermother-in-lawdetestedher;oldRouaultcoulddonothing;buthe,Leon,hewouldsetaboutfindingthisindispensablesum.

           "HowonearthcanI?"

           "Whatacowardyouare!"shecried.

           Thenhesaidstupidly,"Youareexaggeratingthedifficulty.Perhaps,withathousandcrownsorsothefellowcouldbestopped."

           Allthegreaterreasontotryanddosomething;itwasimpossiblethattheycouldnotfindthreethousandfrancs.Besides,Leon,couldbesecurityinsteadofher.

           "Go,try,try!Iwillloveyouso!"

           Hewentout,andcamebackattheendofanhour,saying,withsolemnface—

           "Ihavebeentothreepeoplewithnosuccess."

           Thentheyremainedsittingfacetofaceatthetwochimneycorners,motionless,insilence.Emmashruggedhershouldersasshestampedherfeet.Heheardhermurmuring—

           "IfIwereinyourplaceIshouldsoongetsome."

           "Butwhere?"

           "Atyouroffice."Andshelookedathim.