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Chapter 2

           "Andthen,doesitnotseemtoyou,"continuedMadameBovary,"thatthemindtravelsmorefreelyonthislimitlessexpanse,thecontemplationofwhichelevatesthesoul,givesideasoftheinfinite,theideal?"

           "Itisthesamewithmountainouslandscapes,"continuedLeon."AcousinofminewhotravelledinSwitzerlandlastyeartoldmethatonecouldnotpicturetooneselfthepoetryofthelakes,thecharmofthewaterfalls,thegiganticeffectoftheglaciers.Oneseespinesofincrediblesizeacrosstorrents,cottagessuspendedoverprecipices,and,athousandfeetbelowone,wholevalleyswhenthecloudsopen.Suchspectaclesmuststirtoenthusiasm,inclinetoprayer,toecstasy;andInolongermarvelatthatcelebratedmusicianwho,thebettertoinspirehisimagination,wasinthehabitofplayingthepianobeforesomeimposingsite."

           "Youplay?"sheasked.

           "No,butIamveryfondofmusic,"hereplied.

           "Ah!don’tyoulistentohim,MadameBovary,"interruptedHomais,bendingoverhisplate."That’ssheermodesty.Why,mydearfellow,theotherdayinyourroomyouweresinging‘L’AngeGardien’ravishingly.Iheardyoufromthelaboratory.Yougaveitlikeanactor."

           Leon,infact,lodgedatthechemist’swherehehadasmallroomonthesecondfloor,overlookingthePlace.Heblushedatthecomplimentofhislandlord,whohadalreadyturnedtothedoctor,andwasenumeratingtohim,oneaftertheother,alltheprincipalinhabitantsofYonville.

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