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Chapter 14

           Thenheforesawsuchworriesthathequicklydismissedsodisagreeableasubjectofmeditationfromhismind.HereproachedhimselfwithforgettingEmma,asif,allhisthoughtsbelongingtothiswoman,itwasrobbingherofsomethingnottobeconstantlythinkingofher.

           Thewinterwassevere,MadameBovary’sconvalescenceslow.Whenitwasfinetheywheeledherarm-chairtothewindowthatoverlookedthesquare,forshenowhadanantipathytothegarden,andtheblindsonthatsidewerealwaysdown.Shewishedthehorsetobesold;whatsheformerlylikednowdispleasedher.Allherideasseemedtobelimitedtothecareofherself.Shestayedinbedtakinglittlemeals,rangfortheservanttoinquireabouthergruelortochatwithher.Thesnowonthemarket-roofthrewawhite,stilllightintotheroom;thentherainbegantofall;andEmmawaiteddailywithamindfullofeagernessfortheinevitablereturnofsometriflingeventswhichneverthelesshadnorelationtoher.Themostimportantwasthearrivalofthe"Hirondelle"intheevening.Thenthelandladyshoutedout,andothervoicesanswered,whileHippolyte’slantern,ashefetchedtheboxesfromtheboot,waslikeastarinthedarkness.Atmid-dayCharlescamein;thenhewentoutagain;nextshetooksomebeef-tea,andtowardsfiveo’clock,asthedaydrewin,thechildrencomingbackfromschool,draggingtheirwoodenshoesalongthepavement,knockedtheclapperoftheshutterswiththeirrulersoneaftertheother.

           ItwasatthishourthatMonsieurBournisiencametoseeher.

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