Part, Chapter

  1  I, 1  |            in catching the name of “Charles Bovary,” having had it dictated
  2  I, 1  |      possible.~His father, Monsieur Charles Denis Bartolome Bovary,
  3  I, 1  |      neighbourhood, caught sight of Charles playing about the fields,
  4  I, 1  |             had a very good memory.~Charles could not go on like this.
  5  I, 1  |          passed, and the year after Charles was finally sent to school
  6  I, 1  |             him could be a fool.~So Charles set to work again and crammed
  7  I, 1  |         barely been packed off when Charles was installed, opposite
  8  I, 1  |           backed up by the priests.~Charles had seen in marriage the
  9  I, 1  |      doubtless to see her die. When Charles returned in the evening,
 10  I, 2  |            presented it gingerly to Charles, who rested on his elbow
 11  I, 2  |      stable-boy should go on first; Charles would start three hours
 12  I, 2  |             o’clock in the morning, Charles, well wrapped up in his
 13  I, 2  |           on the margin of furrows, Charles awoke with a start, suddenly
 14  I, 2  |          into the gloom of the sky.~Charles from time to time opened
 15  I, 2  |             asked the child.~And on Charles’s answer he took his wooden
 16  I, 2  |           slipped on the wet grass; Charles had to stoop to pass under
 17  I, 2  |              was mirrored fitfully.~Charles went up the first floor
 18  I, 2  |           any kind of complication.~Charles could not have hoped for
 19  I, 2  |             up from the cart-house. Charles selected one, cut it into
 20  I, 2  |             her mouth to suck them. Charles was surprised at the whiteness
 21  I, 2  |         pick a bit” before he left.~Charles went down into the room
 22  I, 2  |       tortoise-shell eyeglass.~When Charles, after bidding farewell
 23  I, 2  |          bent over the flour sacks.~Charles out of politeness made a
 24  I, 2  |             or even of Rouen.~As to Charles, he did not stop to ask
 25  I, 2  |          During the first period of Charles’s visits to the Bertaux,
 26  I, 2  |           herself by allusions that Charles did not understand, then
 27  I, 2  |        arrears.”~For very weariness Charles left off going to the Bertaux.
 28  I, 2  |        crossed over grey stockings.~Charles’s mother came to see them
 29  I, 2  |        defend her from his parents.~Charles tried to speak up for her.
 30  I, 2  |             and the next day, while Charles had his back turned to her
 31  I, 2  |            was over at the cemetery Charles went home. He found no one
 32  I, 3  |         morning old Rouault brought Charles the money for setting his
 33  I, 3  |        warrens to amuse you a bit.”~Charles followed his advice. He
 34  I, 3  |             pears. He told stories. Charles found himself laughing,
 35  I, 3  |          she did not speak, nor did Charles. The air coming in under
 36  I, 3  |             talking of her convent, Charles of his school; words came
 37  I, 3  |     wandering.~Going home at night, Charles went over her words one
 38  I, 3  |             he should lose nothing, Charles promised himself to ask
 39  I, 3  |        therefore, he perceived that Charles’s cheeks grew red if near
 40  I, 3  |          her to him.”~At Michaelmas Charles went to spend three days
 41  I, 3  |            part. This was the time. Charles gave himself as far as to
 42  I, 3  |    something to you.”~They stopped. Charles was silent.~“Well, tell
 43  I, 3  |        Monsieur Rouault,” stammered Charles.~“I ask nothing better”,
 44  I, 3  |            hedge.”~And he went off.~Charles fastened his horse to a
 45  I, 3  |            decently take place till Charles was out of mourning, that
 46  I, 3  |             that she borrowed. When Charles visited the farmer, the
 47  I, 4  |             the thistledowns, while Charles, empty handed, waited till
 48  I, 4  | consideration in which he was held.~Charles, who was not of a facetious
 49  I, 4  |          concentration of mind. But Charles concealed nothing. He called
 50  I, 4  |      wedding the married pair left. Charles, on account of his patients,
 51  I, 4  |           home.~Monsieur and Madame Charles arrived at Tostes about
 52  I, 5  |             side of the passage was Charles’s consulting room, a little
 53  I, 5  |            one’s. She looked at it. Charles noticed it; he took it and
 54  I, 5  |         many another thing in which Charles had never dreamed of pleasure,
 55  I, 5  |          hanging loosely about her. Charles, in the street buckled his
 56  I, 5  |             motionless at the door. Charles from horseback threw her
 57  I, 6  |            missed her convent. When Charles came to the Bertaux for
 58  I, 7  |        opportunity, the courage.~If Charles had but wished it, if he
 59  I, 7  |             separated her from him.~Charles’s conversation was commonplace
 60  I, 7  |           it was great amusement to Charles to stand there bolt upright
 61  I, 7  |             was extended to Bovary.~Charles finished by rising in his
 62  I, 7  |       favorite; but now the love of Charles for Emma seemed to her a
 63  I, 7  |           adore her so exclusively.~Charles knew not what to answer:
 64  I, 7  |           calm after as before, and Charles seemed no more amorous and
 65  I, 7  |             without difficulty that Charles’s passion was nothing very
 66  I, 7  |     suffered from an abscess, which Charles had cured as if by miracle
 67  I, 7  |            the apron. Besides these Charles held a bandbox between his
 68  I, 8  |             the ruined old chateau.~Charles’s dog-cart pulled up before
 69  I, 8  |            spread out upon the bed.~Charles’s trousers were tight across
 70  I, 8  |           for a doctor,” she added.~Charles was silent. He walked up
 71  I, 8  |             roses mixed with green.~Charles came and kissed her on her
 72  I, 8  |           fingers on their tongues. Charles was half asleep, his back
 73  I, 8  |             chateau retired to bed.~Charles dragged himself up by the
 74  I, 8  |          between the sheets against Charles, who was asleep.~There were
 75  I, 8  |            line all along the wall.~Charles, meanwhile, went to ask
 76  I, 8  |          turning wheels in silence. Charles, on the extreme edge of
 77  I, 8  |         traces that had broken.~But Charles, giving a last look to the
 78  I, 8  |          piece of veal with sorrel.~Charles, seated opposite Emma, rubbed
 79  I, 8  |          room was being made ready. Charles began to smoke. He smoked
 80  I, 9  |             Chapter Nine~Often when Charles was out she took from the
 81  I, 9  |         turned over the pages while Charles ate and talked to her. The
 82  I, 9  |             back again all day, for Charles on his return put up his
 83  I, 9  |           die and to live in Paris.~Charles in snow and rain trotted
 84  I, 9  |        servant had spoilt, but that Charles swallowed with pleasure
 85  I, 9  |       silver-gilt thimble. The less Charles understood these refinements
 86  I, 9  |            of killing his patients, Charles, in fact only prescribed
 87  I, 9  |            known to all France. But Charles had no ambition.~An Yvetot
 88  I, 9  |    relatives. When, in the evening, Charles told her this anecdote,
 89  I, 9  |       loudly against his colleague. Charles was much touched. He kissed
 90  I, 9  |         feuilleton; for, after all, Charles was something, an ever-open
 91  I, 9  |          soul whiffs of sickliness. Charles was a slow eater; she played
 92  I, 9  |        stayed three days at Tostes. Charles being with his patients,
 93  I, 9  |          palpitations of the heart.~Charles prescribed valerian and
 94  I, 9  |           complaining about Tostes, Charles fancied that her illness
 95  I, 9  |          lost her appetite.~It cost Charles much to give up Tostes after
 96  I, 9  |           on this side and on that, Charles learnt that in the Neufchatel
 97 II, 1  |          last years of the reign of Charles X. The wooden roof is beginning
 98 II, 1  |        grown angry; she had accused Charles of this misfortune. Monsieur
 99 II, 2  |             and they had to wake up Charles in his corner, where he
100 II, 2  |             you were like me,” said Charles, “constantly obliged to
101 II, 2  |        doesn’t care about it,” said Charles; “although she has been
102 II, 2  |            Thus side by side, while Charles and the chemist chatted,
103 II, 3  |             a chat with the Doctor.~Charles was dull: patients did not
104 II, 3  |          some extent attenuated.~As Charles, however, spoke of the boy
105 II, 3  |        rising.~“It is a girl!” said Charles.~She turned her head away
106 II, 3  |           or Leocadie still better.~Charles wanted the child to be called
107 II, 3  |         hold of her waist, crying, “Charles, look out for yourself.”~
108 II, 3  |            along with the druggist. Charles had not appeared particularly
109 II, 4  |             the game; he could beat Charles and give him a double-six.
110 II, 4  |           Emma’s presence, and when Charles, dropping in, invited him
111 II, 5  |         pale splendour. She turned. Charles was there. His cap was drawn
112 II, 5  |             But a knife was wanted; Charles offered his.~“Ah!” she said
113 II, 5  |           her neighbour’s, and when Charles had left and she felt herself
114 II, 5  |            What prevented it?”~When Charles came home at midnight, she
115 II, 5  |            She looked at the clock. Charles was late. Then, she affected
116 II, 5  |          Notre Dame de Paris.”~When Charles came home he found his slippers
117 II, 5  |            exasperated her was that Charles did not seem to notice her
118 II, 5  |        desires. She would have like Charles to beat her, that she might
119 II, 6  |         going to curse herself when Charles appeared. It was the dinner-hour;
120 II, 6  |              and has hurt herself.”~Charles reassured her; the case
121 II, 6  |              When at eleven o’clock Charles came back from the chemist’
122 II, 6  |       Caribs or Botocudos of them?”~Charles, however, had several times
123 II, 6  |             with surmises.~At last, Charles, having shut the door, asked
124 II, 6  |            ours.”~“Poor Leon!” said Charles. “How will he live at Paris?
125 II, 6  |          step.~“That is true,” said Charles; “but I was thinking especially
126 II, 7  |              Sometimes in the night Charles woke up with a start, thinking
127 II, 7  |            glass of brandy, and, as Charles was stupid enough to dare
128 II, 7  |            even spat blood, and, as Charles fussed around her showing
129 II, 7  |               what does it matter?”~Charles fled to his study and wept
130 II, 7  |           she is always busy,” said Charles.~“Ah! always busy at what?
131 II, 7  |            thousand francs a year.”~Charles came into the room. Monsieur
132 II, 7  |            basin nearer,” exclaimed Charles.~“Lor!” said the peasant, “
133 II, 7  |          pale.~“Emma! Emma!” called Charles.~With one bound she came
134 II, 7  |           hide this from him,” said Charles.~Madame Bovary took the
135 II, 8  |            silently nestled against Charles’s shoulder; then, raising
136 II, 9  |          this, they both rose, when Charles came in.~“Good morning,
137 II, 9  |           said, “about her health.”~Charles interrupted him; he had
138 II, 9  |           do I care for that?” said Charles, making a pirouette. “Health
139 II, 9  |           When the habit was ready, Charles wrote to Monsieur Boulanger
140 II, 9  |           noon Rodolphe appeared at Charles’s door with two saddle-horses.
141 II, 9  |          soon as she had got rid of Charles she went and shut herself
142 II, 9  |            short.~One morning, when Charles had gone out before day
143 II, 9  |          successful, now every time Charles went out early Emma dressed
144 II, 10 |         imbecile with the game-bag.~Charles after dinner, seeing her
145 II, 10 |          the key of the gate, which Charles thought lost.~To call her,
146 II, 10 |       sometimes he had to wait, for Charles had a mania for chatting
147 II, 10 |            the book amused her. But Charles, who was in bed, called
148 II, 10 |             from making jokes about Charles, which rather embarrassed
149 II, 10 |             reason to hate the good Charles, not being what is called
150 II, 10 |            herself why she detested Charles; if it had not been better
151 II, 11 |     something more solid than love.~Charles, urged by the druggist and
152 II, 11 |          was an idea of Emma’s, and Charles consented to it, thinking
153 II, 11 |           to keep up his illusions. Charles pierced the skin; a dry
154 II, 11 |     reappear walking properly. Then Charles, having buckled his patient
155 II, 11 |            her eyes turned again to Charles; she even noticed with surprise
156 II, 11 |           too much! too much!” said Charles, choking with emotion.~“
157 II, 11 |           dying! I am going crazy!”~Charles rushed to the “Lion d’Or,”
158 II, 11 |          more and more; and at last Charles replied by an affirmative
159 II, 11 |        position and self-possessed, Charles’s colleague did not refrain
160 II, 11 |           perceived his mediocrity.~Charles was walking up and down
161 II, 11 |            by their inner thoughts. Charles gazed at her with the dull
162 II, 11 |            she had broken, fixed on Charles the burning glance of her
163 II, 11 |             a fresh enthusiasm; and Charles seemed to her as much removed
164 II, 11 |           of steps on the pavement. Charles looked up, and through the
165 II, 11 |       tenderness and discouragement Charles turned to his wife saying
166 II, 11 |           and smashed on the floor.~Charles sank back into his arm-chair
167 II, 12 |        loathed the other. Never had Charles seemed to her so disagreeable,
168 II, 12 |            after the other, without Charles allowing himself the slightest
169 II, 12 |         village as before, and when Charles heard from afar the sharp
170 II, 12 |          was the account. She heard Charles on the stairs; threw the
171 II, 12 |           like the Viscount’s, that Charles had formerly picked up in
172 II, 12 |       things displeased her. First, Charles had not attended to her
173 II, 12 |         bound.~“Emma! Mamma!” cried Charles, trying to reconcile them.~
174 II, 12 |         other did not apologise. So Charles went back again to his wife
175 II, 12 |          from the line of her foot. Charles, as when they were first
176 II, 12 |           shade, and by the bedside Charles looked at them. He seemed
177 II, 13 |         flew to her room terrified.~Charles was there; she saw him;
178 II, 13 |            her.~“Emma! Emma!” cried Charles.~She stopped.~“Wherever
179 II, 13 |           coward; she was afraid of Charles; he knew all, that was certain!
180 II, 13 |         scattered on the sideboard. Charles, without noticing his wife’
181 II, 13 |           should not be left alone.~Charles, to obey her, sat down again,
182 II, 13 |          were strewn over the room; Charles was calling for help; Berthe,
183 II, 13 |           you!”~“Speak to us,” said Charles; “collect yourself; it is
184 II, 13 |        collect yourself; it is your Charles, who loves you. Do you know
185 II, 13 |             slowly upon the pillow.~Charles, standing up, was at the
186 II, 13 |             a little now,” answered Charles, watching her sleep. “Poor
187 II, 13 |            accident had come about. Charles answered that she had been
188 II, 13 |             is it not?”~“Yes,” said Charles, who was not listening to
189 II, 13 |            in.~For forty-three days Charles did not leave her. He gave
190 II, 13 |           bed supported by pillows. Charles wept when he saw her eat
191 II, 13 |       slippers, and leaning against Charles’s shoulder. She smiled all
192 II, 13 |             had vomitings, in which Charles thought he saw the first
193 II, 14 |        things. It was very well for Charles to say he did not want them.
194 II, 14 |            and take back his goods. Charles subsequently ordered them
195 II, 14 |         whole commerce of Yonville.~Charles several times asked himself
196 II, 14 |            the darkness. At mid-day Charles came in; then he went out
197 II, 14 |           to women in childbed; and Charles one day, on coming home,
198 II, 14 |              This was the time when Charles came home. They were hot;
199 II, 14 |            the chemist, who advised Charles to give madame some distraction
200 II, 14 |         expense; but, for a wonder, Charles did not give in, so sure
201 II, 14 |       countryside a kitchen-garden. Charles at once set out. He muddled
202 II, 15 |  machinations to his master Ashton, Charles, seeing the false troth-ring
203 II, 15 |       palpitations that choked her. Charles, fearing that she would
204 II, 15 |              reimbursement. At last Charles reached his wife, saying
205 II, 15 |         loud,” said she, turning to Charles, who was listening.~“Yes—
206 II, 15 |           although Emma interrupted Charles from time to time, for fear,
207 II, 15 |         nowhere.~“Yet,” interrupted Charles, who was slowly sipping
208 II, 15 |           another performance.”~But Charles replied that they were going
209 II, 15 |        really superb, sublime. Then Charles insisted—~“You would get
210 II, 15 |         stood discreetly near them. Charles, who understood, took out
211 II, 15 |          To-morrow at six o’clock?”~Charles explained once more that
212 III, 2 |             same evening. Moreover, Charles expected her, and in her
213 III, 2 |      account of Emma’s sensibility, Charles had begged Homais to break
214 III, 2 |           Emma knocked at the door. Charles, who was waiting for her,
215 III, 2 |      resolutely began eating, while Charles opposite her sat motionless
216 III, 2 |             Seeing her so taciturn, Charles imagined her much affected,
217 III, 2 |            just now from a beggar.”~Charles picked up the flowers, and
218 III, 2 |         waterside under the arbour.~Charles was thinking of his father,
219 III, 2 |             without looking up, and Charles, in his list slippers and
220 III, 2 |        about that affair—you know.”~Charles crimsoned to his ears. “
221 III, 2 |   understand him, for she rose; and Charles said to his mother, “It
222 III, 2 |          what misunderstanding, for Charles had said nothing of the
223 III, 2 |            she did not think of it. Charles, at the beginning of her
224 III, 2 |     profited by Lheureux’s lessons. Charles naively asked her where
225 III, 2 |               Unless Leon—” replied Charles, who was reflecting. But
226 III, 4 |           fervour.~One evening when Charles was listening to her, she
227 III, 4 |           well; to please you!”~And Charles confessed she had gone off
228 III, 4 |              so it is—rather,” said Charles, giggling stupidly. “But
229 III, 4 |       children and vaccination.”~So Charles returned once more to this
230 III, 5 |              in order not to awaken Charles, who would have made remarks
231 III, 5 |              and death in her soul.~Charles at home was waiting for
232 III, 5 |          Well, I saw her just now,” Charles went on, “at Madame Liegeard’
233 III, 5 |             head so completely that Charles earnestly begged her not
234 III, 5 |            the following Friday, as Charles was putting on one of his
235 III, 5 |      suddenly began to snow, and as Charles was watching the weather
236 III, 5 |             the two bills signed by Charles, Emma up to the present
237 III, 5 |            house on a Thursday, and Charles, quite upset, patiently
238 III, 5 |       quantity, it isn’t too dear.”~Charles, at his wit’s end, soon
239 III, 5 |           opened the window, called Charles, and the poor fellow was
240 III, 5 |      hysterics.~“Oh, my God!” cried Charles. “Ah! you really are wrong!
241 III, 5 |            it was “all put on.”~But Charles, rebelling for the first
242 III, 5 |           you say, to make scenes.”~Charles nevertheless was very crestfallen
243 III, 5 |     practical details of life.”~And Charles felt relieved by this comfortable
244 III, 5 |          return to Yonville at all. Charles lost his head with anxiety,
245 III, 5 |          able to bear it no longer, Charles harnessed his chaise, jumped
246 III, 5 |         where did he live? Happily, Charles remembered his employer’
247 III, 5 |          bell, knocker, nor porter. Charles knocked loudly at the shutters
248 III, 6 |    stockings with holes in them. If Charles timidly ventured a remark,
249 III, 6 |             Call the servant,” said Charles. “You know, dearie, that
250 III, 6 |            fear, she cried out, and Charles hurried to her.~“Oh, go
251 III, 7 |          remain.~During the evening Charles seemed to her careworn.
252 III, 7 |              irritated her passion. Charles placidly poked the fire,
253 III, 7 |             walking upstairs?” said Charles.~“No,” she replied; “it
254 III, 7 |            her distress to him; for Charles knew nothing of it; her
255 III, 7 |            to be done now; and when Charles came in she would have to
256 III, 8 |          had performed a duty.~When Charles, distracted by the news
257 III, 8 |         mouth awakened her. She saw Charles, and again closed her eyes.~
258 III, 8 |          crackling of the fire, and Charles breathing as he stood upright
259 III, 8 |          sighed.~“What is it?” said Charles, who was handing her a glass.~“
260 III, 8 |           the vomiting began again.~Charles noticed that at the bottom
261 III, 8 |     Distraught, faltering, reeling, Charles wandered about the room.
262 III, 8 |             hill at Bois-Guillaume.~Charles tried to look up his medical
263 III, 8 |      antidote. What is the poison?”~Charles showed him the letter. It
264 III, 8 |          not worse, are you?” asked Charles.~“No, no!”~The child, serious,
265 III, 8 |           do. Take her away,” cried Charles, who was sobbing in the
266 III, 8 |      stiffened arms everything that Charles, in more agony than herself,
267 III, 8 |         Canivet into the next room. Charles followed him.~“She is very
268 III, 8 |            who have saved so many!”~Charles caught him in both his arms,
269 III, 8 |          and with eyes red as fire, Charles, not weeping, stood opposite
270 III, 8 |            for their salvation; and Charles remembered the day when,
271 III, 8 |             behind him in the room. Charles was on the other side, on
272 III, 9 |          saw that she did not move, Charles threw himself upon her,
273 III, 9 |          you.”~Weaker than a child, Charles let himself be led downstairs
274 III, 9 |       geraniums.~“Ah! thanks,” said Charles; “you are good.”~But he
275 III, 9 |             plants wanted humidity. Charles bowed his head in sign of
276 III, 9 |          Monsieur Tuvache passing.”~Charles repeated like a machine—-~“
277 III, 9 |          What’s that to you?” cried Charles. “Leave me! You did not
278 III, 9 |           nay, must even thank him.~Charles burst out into blasphemies: “
279 III, 9 |            A fine rain was falling: Charles, whose chest was bare, at
280 III, 9 |           bearing no grudge to poor Charles, he came back again in the
281 III, 9 |          falsified by the Jesuits.”~Charles came in, and advancing towards
282 III, 9 |          her toes, and it seemed to Charles that infinite masses, an
283 III, 9 |             tearing you to pieces.”~Charles once gone, the chemist and
284 III, 9 |          insulting one another when Charles suddenly reappeared. A fascination
285 III, 9 |       Madame Bovary senior arrived. Charles as he embraced her burst
286 III, 9 |             buy what was necessary.~Charles remained alone the whole
287 III, 9 |         that seemed to be sleeping.~Charles coming in did not wake them.
288 III, 9 |         upon the sheets of the bed. Charles watched them burn, tiring
289 III, 9 |            who were coming in. Then Charles for two hours had to suffer
290 III, 10|       between four rows of candles. Charles felt inclined to get up
291 III, 10|            see the procession pass. Charles at the head walked erect.
292 III, 10|           large lighted candle, and Charles felt himself growing weaker
293 III, 10|             cots covered with iris. Charles as he passed recognised
294 III, 10|          gravely, then handed it to Charles, who sank to his knees in
295 III, 10|           have cast upon her tomb.”~Charles on getting home undressed,
296 III, 10|              Despite their fatigue, Charles and his mother stayed very
297 III, 10|            as usual was silent, and Charles, awake, thought always of
298 III, 11|         Chapter Eleven~The next day Charles had the child brought back.
299 III, 11|             his friend Vincart, and Charles pledged himself for exorbitant
300 III, 11|            twenty letters, and when Charles asked for an explanation,
301 III, 11|             With every debt he paid Charles thought he had come to the
302 III, 11|         about her height, and often Charles, seeing her from behind,
303 III, 11|             Leboeuf of Bondeville.” Charles, among the other congratulations
304 III, 11|         blown towards the door. And Charles stood, motionless and staring,
305 III, 11|           said to himself.~Besides, Charles was not of those who go
306 III, 11|            before. After his dinner Charles went up there. He pushed
307 III, 11|     indispensable symbol of sorrow.~Charles and he made a journey to
308 III, 11|           another journey to Rouen, Charles decided in favour of a mausoleum,
309 III, 11|           depredations of Felicite. Charles refused to give it her;
310 III, 11|            house, to live with her. Charles consented to this, but when
311 III, 11|          his investigations slowly, Charles had not yet opened the secret
312 III, 11|             cigar as he talked, and Charles was lost in reverie at this
313 III, 11|             allusion might slip in. Charles was not listening to him;
314 III, 11|           was at last a moment when Charles, full of a sombre fury,
315 III, 11|              Rodolphe was dumb. And Charles, his head in his hands,
316 III, 11|           little mean.~The next day Charles went to sit down on the
317 III, 11|            the lilies in bloom, and Charles was suffocating like a youth