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  1  I, 2  |         bandages, and Mademoiselle Emma tried to sew some pads.
  2  I, 2  |         and the wall. Mademoiselle Emma saw it, and bent over the
  3  I, 2  |       wooden shoes of Mademoiselle Emma on the scoured flags of
  4  I, 3  |         not at once catch sight of Emma; the outside shutters were
  5  I, 3  |          the window and the hearth Emma was sewing; she wore no
  6  I, 3  |           laid an egg in the yard. Emma from time to time cooled
  7  I, 3  |         and she!—so beautiful! But Emma’s face always rose before
  8  I, 3  |          clock he was at the farm. Emma blushed as he entered, and
  9  I, 3  |            what should be entrees.~Emma would, on the contrary,
 10  I, 4  |         amongst themselves unseen. Emma’s dress, too long, trailed
 11  I, 5  |      plaster reading his breviary.~Emma went upstairs. The first
 12  I, 5  |          it up to the attic, while Emma seated in an arm-chair (
 13  I, 5  |       stairs with a beating heart. Emma, in her room, was dressing;
 14  I, 5  |            have been mistaken. And Emma tried to find out what one
 15  I, 6  |   fountains. For six months, then, Emma, at fifteen years of age,
 16  I, 6  |          beautiful satin bindings, Emma looked with dazzled eyes
 17  I, 6  |         fastened to the wall above Emma’s head lighted up all these
 18  I, 6  |          ill, and came to see her. Emma was secretly pleased that
 19  I, 6  |       irreverent to the community.~Emma, at home once more, first
 20  I, 7  |        sheet of paper in his hand.~Emma, on the other hand, knew
 21  I, 7  |           servant had gone to bed, Emma waited on him. He took off
 22  I, 7  |          when he brought the meat. Emma put up with these lessons.
 23  I, 7  |            the love of Charles for Emma seemed to her a desertion
 24  I, 7  |          and, comparing these with Emma’s negligence, came to the
 25  I, 7  |          had heard from his mamma. Emma proved to him with a word
 26  I, 7  |      little prods of her sunshade, Emma repeated to herself, “Good
 27  I, 7  |             kept up a deep murmur. Emma drew her shawl round her
 28  I, 7  |          thank his personally; saw Emma; thought she had a pretty
 29  I, 8  |            go to the drawing room, Emma saw standing round the table
 30  I, 8  |  Marchioness herself) came to meet Emma. She made her sit down by
 31  I, 8  |           Marquis and Marchioness.~Emma, on entering, felt herself
 32  I, 8  |         stammering, and constantly Emma’s eyes turned involuntarily
 33  I, 8  |          champagne was poured out. Emma shivered all over as she
 34  I, 8  |           to prepare for the ball.~Emma made her toilet with the
 35  I, 8  |          said.~“Dancing?” repeated Emma.~“Yes!”~“Why, you must be
 36  I, 8  |            up and down waiting for Emma to finish dressing.~He saw
 37  I, 8  |          were wearing red turbans.~Emma’s heart beat rather faster
 38  I, 8  |            women.~A few steps from Emma a gentleman in a blue coat
 39  I, 8  |      moonlight. With her other ear Emma was listening to a conversation
 40  I, 8  |            to stretch out his arm, Emma saw the hand of a young
 41  I, 8  |         clock the cotillion began. Emma did not know how to waltz.
 42  I, 8  |            the doors the bottom of Emma’s dress caught against his
 43  I, 8  |           he pulled off his boots.~Emma threw a shawl over her shoulders,
 44  I, 8  |          set out again for Tostes.~Emma watched the turning wheels
 45  I, 8  |        their lips passed laughing. Emma thought she recognized the
 46  I, 8  |              Leave the room!” said Emma. “You are forgetting yourself.
 47  I, 8  |           Charles, seated opposite Emma, rubbed his hands gleefully.~“
 48  I, 8  |            cold water at the pump. Emma seizing hold of the cigar
 49  I, 8  |           became an occupation for Emma.~Whenever the Wednesday
 50  I, 9  |            ocean, glimmered before Emma’s eyes in an atmosphere
 51  I, 9  |      classed as distinct pictures. Emma perceived only two or three
 52  I, 9  |        shedding torrents of tears) Emma took into her service a
 53  I, 9  |           to the foot of the lamp. Emma looked at him and shrugged
 54  I, 9  |            told her this anecdote, Emma inveighed loudly against
 55  I, 9  |          to the temples.~Sometimes Emma tucked the red borders of
 56  I, 9  |         world that reached even to Emma. Endless sarabands ran through
 57  I, 9  |            mother-in-law. Besides, Emma no longer seemed inclined
 58  I, 9  |           did not interfere again.~Emma was growing difficult, capricious.
 59  I, 9  |           being with his patients, Emma kept him company. He smoked
 60  I, 9  |        move towards the spring, if Emma’s health did not improve.~
 61 II, 1  |           been necessary to go on.~Emma had wept, grown angry; she
 62 II, 2  |                        Chapter Two~Emma got out first, then Felicite,
 63 II, 2  |             That is true,” replied Emma; “but moving about always
 64 II, 2  |          made a good deal of show.~Emma continued, “And what music
 65 II, 2  |           it is tiring,” continued Emma. Now I, on the contrary,
 66 II, 2  |         Tostes, no doubt,” replied Emma; “and so I always subscribed
 67 II, 2  |           she entered the passage, Emma felt the cold of the plaster
 68 II, 3  |          down to it with serenity.~Emma at first felt a great astonishment;
 69 II, 3  |           called after her mother; Emma opposed this. They ran over
 70 II, 3  |        quarter of an hour.~At last Emma remembered that at the chateau
 71 II, 3  |          respect anything.~One day Emma was suddenly seized with
 72 II, 3  |            heavy wind was blowing; Emma felt weak as she walked;
 73 II, 3  |         with six wooden shoe-pegs.~Emma’s child was asleep in a
 74 II, 3  |        Very well! very well!” said Emma. “Good morning, Madame Rollet,”
 75 II, 3  |      captain—~“Oh, be quick!” said Emma.~“Well,” the nurse went
 76 II, 3  |         But you are to have some,” Emma repeated; “I will give you
 77 II, 3  |             Once rid of the nurse, Emma again took Monsieur Leon’
 78 II, 3  |            spoke, and the sound of Emma’s dress rustling round her.~
 79 II, 3  |           of all these human faces Emma’s stood out isolated and
 80 II, 4  |         the first cold days set in Emma left her bedroom for the
 81 II, 4  |           office to the Lion d’Or. Emma could hear him coming from
 82 II, 4  |          Homais played ecarte with Emma; Leon behind her gave her
 83 II, 4  |        Doctor played dominoes, and Emma, changing her place, leant
 84 II, 4  |            Leon was still reading.~Emma listened to him, mechanically
 85 II, 4  |    resolution soon deserted him in Emma’s presence, and when Charles,
 86 II, 4  |            belonging to her? As to Emma, she did not ask herself
 87 II, 5  |           for his own special use.~Emma, who had taken his arm,
 88 II, 5  |           to the clouds, seemed to Emma more limpid and more beautiful
 89 II, 5  |           open-mouthed, he watched Emma’s look, who was walking
 90 II, 5  |          if I didn’t with my own!”~Emma smiled.~“I wanted to tell
 91 II, 5  |            closed the door gently.~Emma had her dinner served in
 92 II, 5  |            good fellow,” continued Emma.~“Certainly,” replied the
 93 II, 5  |            it matter?” interrupted Emma. “A good housewife does
 94 II, 5  |            their passion rejoices.~Emma grew thinner, her cheeks
 95 II, 5  |  voluptuousness of this mediation. Emma thrilled at the sound of
 96 II, 5  |          its gutters. But the more Emma recognised her love, the
 97 II, 5  |            It is the nerves,” said Emma. “Do not speak to him of
 98 II, 5  |              But with me,” replied Emma, “it was after marriage
 99 II, 6  |         added.~“Not well,” replied Emma; “I am ill.”~“Well, and
100 II, 6  |     something for you?”~“Ah!” said Emma, “it is no earthly remedy
101 II, 6  |          you imp!” Then turning to Emma, “He’s Boudet the carpenter’
102 II, 6  |            he, when he returned to Emma, unfolding his large cotton
103 II, 6  |       bread.”~“But those,” replied Emma, and the corners of her
104 II, 6  |        Nothing! nothing!” repeated Emma.~And the glance she cast
105 II, 6  |            as he reached the door.~Emma saw him disappear between
106 II, 6  |         clock went on ticking, and Emma vaguely marvelled at this
107 II, 6  |           home.~“Look, dear!” said Emma, in a calm voice, “the little
108 II, 6  |          is very strange,” thought Emma, “how ugly this child is!”~
109 II, 6  |           kiss Berthe,” said Leon.~Emma went down a few steps and
110 II, 6  |            is going to rain,” said Emma.~“I have a cloak,” he answered.~“
111 II, 6  |           being able to guess what Emma was seeing on the horizon
112 II, 6  |      students from the provinces.”~Emma shuddered.~“Because of the
113 II, 7  |           day was a dreary one for Emma. Everything seemed to her
114 II, 7  |          It is I; I am yours.” But Emma recoiled beforehand at the
115 II, 7  |           was the noise of a match Emma had struck to relight the
116 II, 7  |          of Yonville called them), Emma, all the same, never seemed
117 II, 7  |         together on the subject of Emma.~What should they decide?
118 II, 7  |          So it was decided to stop Emma reading novels. The enterprise
119 II, 7  | lending-library and represent that Emma had discontinued her subscription.
120 II, 7  |       doctor than all the doctors.~Emma was leaning out at the window;
121 II, 7  |            shook, he turned pale.~“Emma! Emma!” called Charles.~
122 II, 7  |             he turned pale.~“Emma! Emma!” called Charles.~With one
123 II, 7  |          flags of the room; and as Emma stooping, staggered a little
124 II, 7  |            added, and he looked at Emma as he said this. Then he
125 II, 7  |          back to La Huchette), and Emma saw him in the meadow, walking
126 II, 7  |       among the oats. He again saw Emma in her room, dressed as
127 II, 8  |          of me?” thought Rodolphe.~Emma’s gesture, however, had
128 II, 8  |      happiness of being with you—”~Emma blushed. He did not finish
129 II, 8  |          It’s waste of time,” said Emma.~“That is true,” replied
130 II, 8  |          Yet it seems to me,” said Emma, “that you are not to be
131 II, 8  |       little further.”~“Why?” said Emma.~But at this moment the
132 II, 8  |         slandering yourself,” said Emma.~“No! It is dreadful, I
133 II, 8  |             Then he let it fall on Emma’s. She took hers away.~“
134 II, 8  |        word?”~“But one must,” said Emma, “to some extent bow to
135 II, 8  |       Rodolphe had drawn nearer to Emma, and said to her in a low
136 II, 8  |           lifting his face towards Emma, close by her, he looked
137 II, 8  |           thinking so earnestly of Emma that he heard nothing. Behind
138 II, 8  |          squeezed in the darkness. Emma silently nestled against
139 II, 9  |          entering the room, he saw Emma turn pale.~She was alone.
140 II, 9  |    Rodolphe remained standing, and Emma hardly answered his first
141 II, 9  |             blushing. He went on—~“Emma!”~“Sir,” she said, drawing
142 II, 9  |            was the first time that Emma had heard such words spoken
143 II, 9  |       anything like them. In fact, Emma was charmed with his appearance
144 II, 9  |        soon as he felt the ground, Emma’s horse set off at a gallop.~
145 II, 9  |            and the church steeple. Emma half closed her eyes to
146 II, 9  |        front of them.~Rodolphe and Emma thus went along the skirt
147 II, 9  |          by the roadside caught in Emma’s stirrup.~Rodolphe leant
148 II, 9  |           passed close to her, and Emma felt his knee brushing against
149 II, 9  |         calm, serious, melancholy.~Emma listened to him with bowed
150 II, 9  |           to listen to you!”~“Why? Emma! Emma!”~“Oh, Rodolphe!”
151 II, 9  |        listen to you!”~“Why? Emma! Emma!”~“Oh, Rodolphe!” said the
152 II, 9  |          the two lighted candles.~“Emma!” he said.~“What?”~“Well,
153 II, 9  |            had so envied. Besides, Emma felt a satisfaction of revenge.
154 II, 9  |           regularly every evening. Emma placed her letter at the
155 II, 9  |             Day was just breaking. Emma from afar recognised her
156 II, 9  |            led up to the corridor. Emma raised the latch of a door,
157 II, 9  |        time Charles went out early Emma dressed quickly and slipped
158 II, 9  |        whitish light enter softly. Emma felt about, opening and
159 II, 9  |          hour to say goodbye. Then Emma cried. She would have wished
160 II, 10 |            on the edge of a ditch. Emma, half-fainting with terror,
161 II, 10 |          his cuteness. At sight of Emma he seemed relieved from
162 II, 10 |         isn’t warm; it’s nipping.”~Emma answered nothing. He went
163 II, 10 |            went back into his tub.~Emma regretted having left the
164 II, 10 |           sulphuric acid.” Then to Emma, who was going up to Madame
165 II, 10 |           from his hunting things.~Emma shuddered. The chemist began
166 II, 10 |          voice.~“Hush! hush!” said Emma, pointing with her finger
167 II, 10 |          At last he went out. Then Emma, relieved, uttered a deep
168 II, 10 |          arrange their rendezvous. Emma wanted to bribe her servant
169 II, 10 |       night he came to the garden. Emma had on purpose taken away
170 II, 10 |           to come too.~“Come, now, Emma,” he said, “it is time.”~“
171 II, 10 |           which rather embarrassed Emma. She would have liked to
172 II, 10 |          defend yourself,” replied Emma.~“From your husband? Oh,
173 II, 10 |      jealousy; and on this subject Emma had taken a great vow that
174 II, 10 |         lost his twenty years ago. Emma none the less consoled him
175 II, 10 |          pride and his sensuality. Emma’s enthusiasm, which his
176 II, 10 |      always arrived with a letter. Emma cut the string that tied
177 II, 10 |          since I am alone, my poor Emma.”~Here there was a break
178 II, 10 |            one with the other, and Emma followed the kindly thought
179 II, 10 |    handkerchief she took out.~Then Emma repented. She even asked
180 II, 11 |       club-foot.~“For,” said he to Emma, “what risk is there? See—” (
181 II, 11 |         succeed. Nothing proved to Emma that he was not clever;
182 II, 11 |          generosity was an idea of Emma’s, and Charles consented
183 II, 11 |          machine, went home, where Emma, all anxiety, awaited him
184 II, 11 |           floating upon the waves.~Emma, opposite, watched him;
185 II, 11 |          bullet on a silver plate, Emma, shuddering, raised her
186 II, 11 |           beast being slaughtered. Emma bit her wan lips, and rolling
187 II, 11 |            escaping from the room, Emma closed the door so violently
188 II, 12 |          in the middle of the day, Emma suddenly wrote to him, then
189 II, 12 |           took down from the shelf Emma’s boots, all coated with
190 II, 12 |           handed them over to her.~Emma had a number in her cupboard
191 II, 12 |        with an excuse for visiting Emma. He chatted with her about
192 II, 12 |         never asked for his money. Emma yielded to this lazy mode
193 II, 12 |         not counting the centimes. Emma was much embarrassed; all
194 II, 12 |        very well, take them!” said Emma.~“I was only joking,” he
195 II, 12 |        from Monsieur Derozeray’s.” Emma pounced upon and opened
196 II, 12 |           of service, all of which Emma declined; then she remained
197 II, 12 |           up in the road, and that Emma had kept. These presents,
198 II, 12 |             he exclaimed laughing.~Emma cried, and he tried to console
199 II, 12 |            strike him as original. Emma was like all his mistresses;
200 II, 12 |          through the kitchen. Then Emma began to laugh, but the
201 II, 12 |        springing up with a bound.~“Emma! Mamma!” cried Charles,
202 II, 12 |        fled in their exasperation. Emma was stamping her feet as
203 II, 12 |         the lane behind the house. Emma made the signal; she had
204 II, 12 |            in her daughter-in-law. Emma, in fact, was showing herself
205 II, 12 |          this would last for ever.~Emma was not asleep; she pretended
206 II, 12 |            snored more loudly, and Emma did not fall asleep till
207 II, 12 |          wall.~“You are sad,” said Emma.~“No; why?”~And yet he looked
208 II, 12 |        shadow filled the branches. Emma, her eyes half closed, breathed
209 II, 12 |        shall have others,” replied Emma; and, as if speaking to
210 II, 12 |           signal for their flight, Emma said, suddenly assuming
211 II, 12 |         Till to-morrow then!” said Emma in a last caress; and she
212 II, 12 |         mistress!”~And immediately Emma’s beauty, with all the pleasures
213 II, 13 |       elbows, he began to reflect. Emma seemed to him to have receded
214 II, 13 |           a miniature given him by Emma: her toilette seemed to
215 II, 13 |            memory of its original, Emma’s features little by little
216 II, 13 |        begin.”~He wrote—~“Courage, Emma! courage! I would not bring
217 II, 13 |           come to you tortures me, Emma. Forget me! Why did I ever
218 II, 13 |     stopped!”~“The world is cruel, Emma. Wherever we might have
219 II, 13 |      fearful fire were behind her, Emma flew to her room terrified.~
220 II, 13 |             I shall be all right.”~Emma pushed open the door and
221 II, 13 |          angry voice calling her.~“Emma! Emma!” cried Charles.~She
222 II, 13 |          voice calling her.~“Emma! Emma!” cried Charles.~She stopped.~“
223 II, 13 |            square at a rapid trot. Emma uttered a cry and fell back
224 II, 13 |           through the village, and Emma had recognised him by the
225 II, 13 |         But turning away her head, Emma said in a broken voice “
226 II, 13 |          read in a newspaper.”~But Emma, awaking, cried out—~“The
227 II, 13 |          What alarmed him most was Emma’s prostration, for she did
228 II, 14 |          In fact, at the height of Emma’s illness, the latter, taking
229 II, 14 |            himself with forgetting Emma, as if, all his thoughts
230 II, 14 |            rain began to fall; and Emma waited daily with a mind
231 II, 14 |       dahlia flowers on the floor, Emma felt some power passing
232 II, 14 |           at this humour, although Emma’s religion, he thought,
233 II, 14 |            pride of her devoutness Emma compared herself to those
234 II, 14 |       judgment and her grave ways, Emma almost every day had other
235 II, 14 |           splendour terrified him.~Emma, no doubt, did not notice
236 II, 14 |         Then addressing himself to Emma, who was wearing a blue
237 II, 15 |        fear of seeming ridiculous, Emma before going in wished to
238 II, 15 |        love; she longed for wings. Emma, too, fleeing from life,
239 II, 15 |           full of sobs and kisses. Emma leant forward to see him,
240 II, 15 |           uttered the final adieu, Emma gave a sharp cry that mingled
241 II, 15 |       feather in his hat?”~Despite Emma’s explanations, as soon
242 II, 15 |         What does it matter?” said Emma. “Do be quiet!”~“Yes, but
243 II, 15 |           white satin of her gown. Emma dreamed of her marriage
244 II, 15 |            to divert her thoughts, Emma determined now to see in
245 II, 15 |          the air more suffocating. Emma wanted to go out; the crowd
246 II, 15 |            did not at all interest Emma, and the acting of the singer
247 II, 15 |           of her illness, although Emma interrupted Charles from
248 II, 15 |         but that nothing prevented Emma—~“But,” she stammered, with
249 III, 1 |          ground, and the memory of Emma came back to him. But gradually
250 III, 1 |         philosophical reflections. Emma expatiated much on the misery
251 III, 1 |       their solitude more closely. Emma, in a dimity dressing-gown,
252 III, 1 |            shrug of her shoulders, Emma interrupted him to speak
253 III, 1 |           thus seriously? No doubt Emma did not herself know, quite
254 III, 1 |            he cried, drawing back.~Emma was seized with a vague
255 III, 1 |          desire of her person, and Emma felt an invincible longing
256 III, 1 |           you speak plainly,” said Emma.~“Ah! you can jest. Enough!
257 III, 1 |    standing up, he behind her, and Emma with her head bent, he stooped
258 III, 1 |          next room.~In the evening Emma wrote the clerk an interminable
259 III, 1 |          out to look at the Place. Emma was not coming yet. He went
260 III, 1 |      thoughts wandered off towards Emma.~The beadle, standing aloof,
261 III, 1 |          rose and ran to meet her.~Emma was pale. She walked fast.~“
262 III, 1 |            never coming to an end.~Emma prayed, or rather strove
263 III, 1 |         from his pocket and seized Emma’s arm. The beadle stood
264 III, 1 |          like,” said Leon, forcing Emma into the cab.~And the lumbering
265 III, 2 |            I thought you had—“said Emma.~“Presently! Do you know
266 III, 2 |             sword over our heads.”~Emma no longer dreamed of asking
267 III, 2 |             taking your ease!”~But Emma, turning to Madame Homais, “
268 III, 2 |             But really, sir,” said Emma, “you wished to tell me—”~“
269 III, 2 |          precaution, on account of Emma’s sensibility, Charles had
270 III, 2 |            the better of rhetoric.~Emma, giving up all chance of
271 III, 2 |       temperament is formed.”~When Emma knocked at the door. Charles,
272 III, 2 |      dinner with some ex-officers.~Emma gave him back the letter;
273 III, 2 |       Bovary did not rise, nor did Emma; and as she looked at him,
274 III, 2 |            Hippolyte bringing back Emma’s luggage. In order to put
275 III, 2 |         She and her son wept much. Emma, on the pretext of giving
276 III, 2 |          suspended there a moment. Emma was thinking that it was
277 III, 2 |            the sad circumstances.” Emma answered that she thought
278 III, 2 |        terms began to congratulate Emma on the inheritance, then
279 III, 2 |         find butter for his bread.~Emma let him talk on. She had
280 III, 2 |       always dropping some hint to Emma about the power of attorney.
281 III, 2 |           as soon as she was gone, Emma greatly astounded Bovary
282 III, 4 |            would rather die!” said Emma. She was writhing in his
283 III, 4 |      freedom at least once a week. Emma never doubted she should
284 III, 4 |    celebrities.”~“Find them!” said Emma.~The next day when he came
285 III, 4 |        this question of the piano. Emma replied bitterly that it
286 III, 5 |        covered by the cinders, and Emma remained alone in the kitchen.
287 III, 5 |         have confused anyone else. Emma kept beating the soles of
288 III, 5 |     narrowing towards the horizon.~Emma knew it from end to end;
289 III, 5 |            stopped at the barrier; Emma undid her overshoes, put
290 III, 5 |       table, inlaid with rosewood. Emma carved, put bits on his
291 III, 5 |       vapour about the dim houses. Emma knelt on the cushions and
292 III, 5 |           appeared suddenly behind Emma, bareheaded, and she drew
293 III, 5 |       far-off sound that disturbed Emma. It went to the bottom of
294 III, 5 |           these motionless people. Emma, drunk with grief, shivered
295 III, 5 |            were unwell.~“No,” said Emma.~“But,” he replied, “you
296 III, 5 |           of wonder and gratitude. Emma tasted this love in a discreet,
297 III, 5 |            her spendthrift habits.~Emma nevertheless concealed many
298 III, 5 |          most fortunate of men and Emma was without uneasiness,
299 III, 5 |        that he was to hand over to Emma as soon as he reached the “
300 III, 5 |           bills signed by Charles, Emma up to the present had paid
301 III, 5 |           Leave me the bill,” said Emma.~“Oh, it isn’t worth while,”
302 III, 5 |     proposed four thousand francs.~Emma was radiant at this news.~“
303 III, 5 |           after you’ve been paid?”~Emma grew rather confused in
304 III, 5 |            whims opened out before Emma. She was prudent enough
305 III, 5 |         she came herself; and when Emma wanted to know whether he
306 III, 5 |           next morning at daybreak Emma ran to Lheureux to beg him
307 III, 5 |        that would do well enough!”~Emma, lying on a lounge, replied
308 III, 5 |            went on the good woman.~Emma opened the window, called
309 III, 5 |            from him by his mother.~Emma disappeared, then came back
310 III, 5 |            attorney into the fire.~Emma began to laugh, a strident,
311 III, 5 |            very crestfallen before Emma, who did not hide the resentment
312 III, 5 |        herself. At times, however, Emma shuddered at the sudden
313 III, 5 |           turning into the street, Emma herself appeared at the
314 III, 5 |           isn’t worth while,” said Emma. “She went out just now;
315 III, 6 |            going.”~So one Thursday Emma was surprised to meet Monsieur
316 III, 6 |       uncover in any public place.~Emma waited for Leon three quarters
317 III, 6 |        Code.’”~Leon, bewildered by Emma’s anger, Monsieur Homais’
318 III, 6 |      rushed straight to the hotel. Emma was no longer there. She
319 III, 6 |            and in the letters that Emma wrote him she spoke of flowers,
320 III, 6 |        gave way to a new hope, and Emma returned to him more inflamed,
321 III, 6 |          personality. He begrudged Emma this constant victory. He
322 III, 6 |            crowd in a small space.~Emma lived all absorbed in hers,
323 III, 6 |      Monsieur Vincart?”~“Oh,” said Emma, “tell him that I haven’
324 III, 6 |        distraint—that’s about it!”~Emma kept down a desire to strike
325 III, 6 |            couldn’t advance money.~Emma was silent, and Monsieur
326 III, 6 |           blue paper and put it in Emma’s hands.~“But at least let
327 III, 6 |        Leon swore he would not see Emma again, and he reproached
328 III, 6 |        poet.~He was bored now when Emma suddenly began to sob on
329 III, 6 |            as he was weary of her. Emma found again in adultery
330 III, 6 |          for her! As to the women, Emma soon perceived from the
331 III, 6 |       where am I to get any?” said Emma, wringing her hands.~“Bah!
332 III, 6 |              The servant appeared. Emma understood, and asked how
333 III, 7 |          last. Felicite came back. Emma had sent her out to watch
334 III, 7 |            seemed to her careworn. Emma watched him with a look
335 III, 7 |            motionless, in silence. Emma shrugged her shoulders as
336 III, 7 |          you to-morrow,” he added.~Emma did not seem to welcome
337 III, 7 |            it felt quite lifeless. Emma had no strength left for
338 III, 7 |            you,” he said, offering Emma a hand to help her into
339 III, 7 |          yell like a famished dog. Emma, filled with disgust, threw
340 III, 7 |            eyes gradually diverted Emma from her present trouble.
341 III, 7 |            just torn off the door. Emma read with a glance that
342 III, 7 |         glass.~“Now this,” thought Emma, “is the dining-room I ought
343 III, 7 |          his hand was advancing up Emma’s sleeve to press her arm.
344 III, 7 |           door. “Well?”~“No!” said Emma.~And for a quarter of an
345 III, 7 |        that Felicite named someone Emma replied—~“Impossible! they
346 III, 7 |           was no clock in the cot, Emma feared she was perhaps exaggerating
347 III, 7 |          they’re looking for you.”~Emma answered nothing. She gasped
348 III, 8 |         Such is life!”~“Has life,” Emma went on, “been good to you
349 III, 8 |    characterises the stronger sex. Emma went on, with dainty little
350 III, 8 |              Ah! I pity you,” said Emma. “Yes—very much.”~And fixing
351 III, 8 |          distraint, returned home, Emma had just gone out. He cried
352 III, 8 |             of all earthly noises, Emma heard none but the intermittent
353 III, 8 |        cried the child, recoiling.~Emma took her hand to kiss it;
354 III, 8 |         saw the cadaverous face of Emma stretched out on her back
355 III, 8 |            not care either to have Emma die under his hands.~The
356 III, 8 |       between two lighted candles.~Emma, her chin sunken upon her
357 III, 8 |         was soon to be surrounded. Emma, too weak, could not close
358 III, 8 |          arms outstretched towards Emma. He had taken her hands
359 III, 8 |           love and of love always”~Emma raised herself like a galvanised
360 III, 8 |         blind man!” she cried. And Emma began to laugh, an atrocious,
361 III, 9 |          slowly drew the curtains.~Emma’s head was turned towards
362 III, 9 |         and cried in a low voice, “Emma! Emma!” His strong breathing
363 III, 9 |       cried in a low voice, “Emma! Emma!” His strong breathing made
364 III, 9 |      Bovary senior were busy about Emma, finishing dressing her,
365 III, 9 |      shimmered white as moonlight. Emma was lost beneath it; and
366 III, 10|           Bovary’s arms: “My girl! Emma! my child! tell me—”~The
367 III, 10|         group. They were deploring Emma’s death, especially Lheureux,
368 III, 11|         months’ teaching, although Emma had never taken a lesson (
369 III, 11|      opened it and read: “Courage, Emma, courage. I would not bring
370 III, 11|        same place where, long ago, Emma, in despair, and paler even
371 III, 11|            He had fine ideas about Emma’s tomb. First he proposed
372 III, 11|            continually thinking of Emma, was forgetting her. He
373 III, 11|        many recriminations against Emma; and in return for her sacrifice
374 III, 11|           of a rosewood desk which Emma had generally used. One