Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 11

           FelicitenowworeMadameBovary’sgowns;notall,forhehadkeptsomeofthem,andhewenttolookattheminherdressing-room,lockinghimselfupthere;shewasaboutherheight,andoftenCharles,seeingherfrombehind,wasseizedwithanillusion,andcriedout

           "Oh,stay,stay!"

           ButatWhitsuntidesheranawayfromYonville,carriedoffbyTheodore,stealingallthatwasleftofthewardrobe.

           ItwasaboutthistimethatthewidowDupuishadthehonourtoinformhimofthe"marriageofMonsieurLeonDupuisherson,notaryatYvetot,toMademoiselleLeocadieLeboeufofBondeville."Charles,amongtheothercongratulationshesenthim,wrotethissentence

           "Howgladmypoorwifewouldhavebeen!"

           Onedaywhen,wanderingaimlesslyaboutthehouse,hehadgoneuptotheattic,hefeltapelletoffinepaperunderhisslipper.Heopeneditandread:"Courage,Emma,courage.Iwouldnotbringmiseryintoyourlife."ItwasRodolphe’sletter,fallentothegroundbetweentheboxes,whereithadremained,andthatthewindfromthedormerwindowhadjustblowntowardsthedoor.AndCharlesstood,motionlessandstaring,intheverysameplacewhere,longago,Emma,indespair,andpalereventhanhe,hadthoughtofdying.AtlasthediscoveredasmallRatthebottomofthesecondpage.Whatdidthismean?HerememberedRodolphe’sattentions,hissudden,disappearance,hisconstrainedairwhentheyhadmettwoorthreetimessince.Buttherespectfultoneoftheletterdeceivedhim.

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