Part, Chapter

  1  I, 1  |      catching the name of “Charles Bovary,” having had it dictated
  2  I, 1  |            Charles Denis Bartolome Bovary, retired assistant-surgeon-major,
  3  I, 1  |           But to all this Monsieur Bovary, caring little for letters,
  4  I, 1  |           on in the world.” Madame Bovary bit her lips, and the child
  5  I, 1  |            go on like this. Madame Bovary took strong steps. Ashamed,
  6  I, 1  |         rather tired out, Monsieur Bovary gave in without a struggle,
  7  I, 1  |          years later that Monsieur Bovary knew the truth; it was old
  8  I, 1  |             For a long time Madame Bovary had been on the look-out
  9  I, 1  |          To attain her ends Madame Bovary had to oust them all, and
 10  I, 2  |          blue wax, begged Monsieur Bovary to come immediately to the
 11  I, 2  |           was a dark night; Madame Bovary junior was afraid of accidents
 12  I, 2  |           door to receive Monsieur Bovary, whom she led to the kitchen,
 13  I, 2  |       alone in his “den,” Monsieur Bovary began to be looked upon
 14  I, 2  |      visits to the Bertaux, Madame Bovary junior never failed to inquire
 15  I, 2  |         his exasperation, Monsieur Bovary the elder, smashing a chair
 16  I, 3  |        yourself together, Monsieur Bovary. It will pass away. Come
 17  I, 4  |             gave his arm to Madame Bovary senior. As to Monsieur Bovary
 18  I, 4  |      Bovary senior. As to Monsieur Bovary senior, who, heartily despising
 19  I, 4  |         would ruin himself.~Madame Bovary, senior, had not opened
 20  I, 7  |      consideration was extended to Bovary.~Charles finished by rising
 21  I, 7  |          her place; and yet Madame Bovary senior seemed prejudiced
 22  I, 7  |         with these lessons. Madame Bovary was lavish of them; and
 23  I, 7  |         irreproachable. When Madam Bovary had gone, he tried timidly
 24  I, 7  |     Vaubyessard; the Marquis asked Bovary for some slips; made it
 25  I, 7  |         clock, Monsieur and Madame Bovary, seated in their dog-cart,
 26  I, 8  |          room full of life.~Madame Bovary noticed that many ladies
 27  I, 8  |          crash of the glass Madame Bovary turned her head and saw
 28  I, 8  |          second time to ask Madame Bovary to dance, assuring her that
 29  I, 9  |           have wished this name of Bovary, which was hers, had been
 30  I, 9  |         for customers. When Madame Bovary looked up, she always saw
 31  I, 9  |         care of itself, and Madame Bovary senior, when she came to
 32  I, 9  |          advice; once even, Madame Bovary having thought fit to maintain
 33  I, 9  |         the month of March, Madame Bovary was pregnant.~
 34 II, 1  |            had delayed him. Madame Bovary’s greyhound had run across
 35 II, 2  |            being away.~When Madame Bovary was in the kitchen she went
 36 II, 2  |       addressing himself to Madame Bovary, “nothing, it seems to me,
 37 II, 2  |     prejudices to combat, Monsieur Bovary, much obstinacy of routine,
 38 II, 2  |   neighbourhood?” continued Madame Bovary, speaking to the young man.~“
 39 II, 2  |          to you,” continued Madame Bovary, “that the mind travels
 40 II, 2  |          you listen to him, Madame Bovary,” interrupted Homais, bending
 41 II, 2  |          the chair on which Madame Bovary was sitting. She wore a
 42 II, 2  |           show Monsieur and Madame Bovary the way home. Bits of straw
 43 II, 3  |         neighbours. He gave Madame Bovary information as to the trades-people,
 44 II, 3  |      feared; gaining over Monsieur Bovary by his attentions was to
 45 II, 3  |      fashion just now.”~But Madame Bovary, senior, cried out loudly
 46 II, 3  |           a barcarolle, and Madame Bovary, senior, who was godmother,
 47 II, 3  |            the Empire; finally, M. Bovary, senior, insisted on having
 48 II, 3  |         Abbe Bournisien angry; old Bovary replied by a quotation from “
 49 II, 3  |            in his saucer.~Monsieur Bovary, senior, stayed at Yonville
 50 II, 3  |         for yourself.”~Then Madame Bovary, senior, became alarmed
 51 II, 3  |           for uneasiness. Monsieur Bovary was not the man to respect
 52 II, 3  |     projecting grey awning.~Madame Bovary said she was going to see
 53 II, 3  |           her servant that “Madame Bovary was compromising herself.”~
 54 II, 3  |            all this poverty. Madam Bovary reddened; he turned away,
 55 II, 3  |     submitted to her thanks, Madam Bovary left. She had gone a little
 56 II, 3  |           her open sunshade Madame Bovary, as she passed, made some
 57 II, 3  |        front of her garden, Madame Bovary opened the little gate,
 58 II, 4  |         bell he ran to meet Madame Bovary, took her shawl, and put
 59 II, 4  |          and of romances. Monsieur Bovary, little given to jealousy,
 60 II, 4  |        Leon bought some for Madame Bovary, bringing them back on his
 61 II, 5  |           all, Monsieur and Madame Bovary, Homais, and Monsieur Leon,
 62 II, 5  |    Yonville.~In the evening Madame Bovary did not go to her neighbour’
 63 II, 5  |       collars from the box.~Madame Bovary examined them. “I do not
 64 II, 5  |           Francais,” whom Monsieur Bovary was then attending.~“What’
 65 II, 5  |             Well, good-bye, Madame Bovary. At your service; your very
 66 II, 5  |    conversation languished; Madame Bovary gave it up every few minutes,
 67 II, 5  |         clerk was fond of Monsieur Bovary. But this tenderness on
 68 II, 5  |         brought her in, and Madame Bovary undressed her to show off
 69 II, 6  |            the cure?” asked Madame Bovary of one of the lads, who
 70 II, 6  |          he caught sight of Madame Bovary, “Excuse me,” he said; “
 71 II, 6  |             But what does Monsieur Bovary think of it?”~“He!” she
 72 II, 6  |            it. And how is Monsieur Bovary?”~She seemed not to hear
 73 II, 6  |           talk to me of it, Madame Bovary. This morning I had to go
 74 II, 6  |          You must get home, Madame Bovary; drink a little tea, that
 75 II, 6  |            speaking.~“Then, Madame Bovary,” he said at last, “excuse
 76 II, 6  |          bleed, against it. Madame Bovary sprang to lift her up, broke
 77 II, 6  |           sticking plaster.~Madame Bovary did not go downstairs to
 78 II, 6  |           bid farewell to Monsieur Bovary.~When he reached the head
 79 II, 6  |      breath. As he came in, Madame Bovary arose hurriedly.~“It is
 80 II, 6  |         They remained alone—Madame Bovary, her back turned, her face
 81 II, 6  |           Homais went back.~Madame Bovary had opened her window overlooking
 82 II, 6  |            get used to it?”~Madame Bovary sighed.~“Get along!” said
 83 II, 6  |          he’ll go wrong,” objected Bovary.~“Nor do I,” said Monsieur
 84 II, 7  |        wife wants?” replied Madame Bovary senior.~“She wants to be
 85 II, 7  |        before going to bed.~Madame Bovary left on a Wednesday, the
 86 II, 7  |     objection to all reasoning.~So Bovary ordered a bandage and a
 87 II, 7  |           I thought as much,” said Bovary, pressing his finger on
 88 II, 7  |           against the wall.~Madame Bovary began taking off his cravat.
 89 II, 7  |         him,” said Charles.~Madame Bovary took the basin to put it
 90 II, 7  |        about fainting-fits. Madame Bovary had never fainted.~“That
 91 II, 7  |          was satiated—~“Ah! Madame Bovary,” he thought, “is much prettier,
 92 II, 8  |             he is bowing to Madame Bovary, who’s got on a green bonnet.
 93 II, 8  |          Boulanger’s arm.”~“Madame Bovary!” exclaimed Homais. “I must
 94 II, 8  |             hurried on, but Madame Bovary lost her breath; so he walked
 95 II, 8  |          east!”~And neither Madame Bovary nor Rodolphe answered him,
 96 II, 8  |            drawing with him Madame Bovary. He called out—~“Good evening,
 97 II, 8  |           fine beast, which Madame Bovary did not at all admire. He
 98 II, 8  |         certain veneration.~Madame Bovary again took Rodolphe’s arm;
 99 II, 8  |             meanwhile, with Madame Bovary, had gone up to the first
100 II, 8  |          Yet—yet—” objected Madame Bovary.~“No, no! Why cry out against
101 II, 8  | civilisation. Rodolphe with Madame Bovary was talking dreams, presentiments,
102 II, 8  |        basket with bottles. Madame Bovary took Rodolphe’s arm; he
103 II, 9  |           forbid me to use! Madame Bovary! why all the world calls
104 II, 9  |      wanted to know it; and Madame Bovary seeing no objection to this,
105 II, 9  |            I’ll call around,” said Bovary.~“No, no! I’ll send him
106 II, 10 |            knowing that the little Bovary had been at home with her
107 II, 10 |            had a tooth drawn, that Bovary was as usual working hard.
108 II, 10 |      little grand-daughter, Berthe Bovary. I have planted an Orleans
109 II, 11 |        knows? who knows?”~In fact, Bovary might succeed. Nothing proved
110 II, 11 |            would cost him nothing. Bovary even undertook to provide
111 II, 11 |            so strained as Monsieur Bovary when he approached Hippolyte,
112 II, 11 |            surprise, but bent over Bovary’s hands to cover them with
113 II, 11 |            Read it yourself,” said Bovary.~He read—~“ ‘Despite the
114 II, 11 |    loftiest philanthropy. Monsieur Bovary, one of our, most distinguished
115 II, 11 |           must—’”~“No doubt,” said Bovary; “go on!”~“I proceed,” said
116 II, 11 |            the chemist. “‘Monsieur Bovary, one of our most distinguished
117 II, 11 |         the flies alighted. Madame Bovary went to see him. She brought
118 II, 11 |           spreading more and more. Bovary himself turned sick at it.
119 II, 11 |         not take up the defence of Bovary; he did not even make a
120 II, 11 |         strained towards the door.~Bovary during this time did not
121 II, 11 | heart-rending cry rose on the air. Bovary turned white to fainting.
122 II, 11 |        valgus!” suddenly exclaimed Bovary, who was meditating.~At
123 II, 12 |           every day, begged Madame Bovary to get him another more
124 II, 12 |      quantity of other things, and Bovary was impatiently expecting
125 II, 12 |          effect of her love Madame Bovary’s manners changed. Her looks
126 II, 12 |   waistcoat like a man; and Madame Bovary senior, who, after a fearful
127 II, 12 |        account of Felicite.~Madame Bovary senior, the evening before,
128 II, 12 |     impertinent a look that Madame Bovary asked her if she were not
129 II, 12 |          the following days Madame Bovary senior was much surprised
130 II, 12 |         And you?”~Never had Madame Bovary been so beautiful as at
131 II, 12 |       began to cough in her cot or Bovary snored more loudly, and
132 II, 12 |          here.”~“And,” said Madame Bovary, taking her watch from her
133 II, 13 |        take it with care to Madame Bovary. He made use of this means
134 II, 13 |            way to Yonville.~Madame Bovary, when he got to her house,
135 II, 13 |             you’ll wake her!” said Bovary in a low voice.~“And not
136 II, 13 |            In what way? How?” said Bovary.~“Ah! that is it. Such is
137 II, 13 |        yourself, my darling!” said Bovary. And, pushing her gently
138 II, 14 |           whining, so managed that Bovary ended by signing a bill
139 II, 14 |    dictated another bill, by which Bovary undertook to pay to his
140 II, 14 |          winter was severe, Madame Bovary’s convalescence slow. When
141 II, 14 |            the Young,” etc.~Madame Bovary’s mind was not yet sufficiently
142 II, 14 |          better, my angel?”~Madame Bovary senior found nothing to
143 II, 14 |         escape the sarcasms of old Bovary, who never failed on Good
144 II, 14 |            mute. Often even Madame Bovary; taking no heed of him,
145 II, 14 |           from end to end, despite Bovary’s remonstrances. However,
146 II, 14 |        wall, fishing for crayfish. Bovary invited him to have a drink,
147 II, 14 |      theatre quickly germinated in Bovary’s head, for he at once communicated
148 II, 14 |           to the boulevard.~Madame Bovary bought a bonnet, gloves,
149 II, 15 |         stroll in the harbour, and Bovary prudently kept his tickets
150 II, 15 |     applegreen cravats, and Madame Bovary from above admired them
151 II, 15 |           chords.~“But why,” asked Bovary, “does that gentleman persecute
152 II, 15 |            a gentleman; and Madame Bovary extended hers, without doubt
153 II, 15 |            yet; let us stay,” said Bovary. “Her hair’s undone; this
154 II, 15 |            you feel unwell?” asked Bovary.~“Yes, I am stifling; let
155 II, 15 |           I am really sorry,” said Bovary, “about the money which
156 III, 1 |    resembled you a little.”~Madame Bovary turned away her head that
157 III, 1 |          closed after you.”~Madame Bovary, as she listened to him,
158 III, 1 |       forget the theatre. And poor Bovary has left me here especially
159 III, 1 |           of annihilation?”~Madame Bovary put up her eyeglasses. Leon,
160 III, 1 |           a rapid step; and Madame Bovary was already, dipping her
161 III, 2 |           reaching the inn, Madame Bovary was surprised not to see
162 III, 2 |           dead.”~In fact, Monsieur Bovary senior had expired the evening
163 III, 2 |        When the cloth was removed, Bovary did not rise, nor did Emma;
164 III, 2 |         was wet with perspiration.~Bovary was searching at the bottom
165 III, 2 |         water.~The next day Madame Bovary senior arrived. She and
166 III, 2 |         cared little about. Madame Bovary senior was thinking of her
167 III, 2 |       scattered around her. Madame Bovary senior was plying her scissor
168 III, 2 |         This was to renew the bill Bovary had signed. The doctor,
169 III, 2 |            money questions. Madame Bovary seemed surprised at this,
170 III, 2 |             Emma greatly astounded Bovary by her practical good sense.
171 III, 4 |          when she passed by it (if Bovary were there), she sighed—~“
172 III, 4 |        talent!”~They even spoke to Bovary about it. They put him to
173 III, 4 |   satisfaction—to see it go was to Bovary like the indefinable suicide
174 III, 5 |          when he recognised Madame Bovary in the “Hirondelle,” the
175 III, 5 |        small farm sold by Monsieur Bovary senior; for Lheureux knew
176 III, 5 |       account, “Received of Madame Bovary four thousand francs.”~“
177 III, 5 |            of each article, Madame Bovary senior, of course, thought
178 III, 5 |          the workhouse. But it was Bovary’s fault. Luckily he had
179 III, 5 |        wife’s part, so that Madame Bovary, senior, said she would
180 III, 6 |         like his neighbour, Madame Bovary, he questioned the clerk
181 III, 6 |    stammered something.~“At Madame Bovary’s, you’re not making love
182 III, 6 |         went up in front of Madame Bovary to the first door, and introduced
183 III, 6 |       there that he had put Madame Bovary’s gold chain, together with
184 III, 6 |           bills signed by Monsieur Bovary, one for seven hundred francs,
185 III, 6 |        That same evening she urged Bovary to write to his mother,
186 III, 6 |            punctually.~Then Madame Bovary sent in accounts to two
187 III, 6 |             and justice, to Madame Bovary.” Then, skipping several
188 III, 7 |         distraint.~They began with Bovary’s consulting-room, and did
189 III, 7 |          sent her out to watch for Bovary in order to keep him off,
190 III, 7 |           her by her waist. Madame Bovary’s face flushed purple. She
191 III, 7 |            never!”~This thought of Bovary’s superiority to her exasperated
192 III, 7 |        story to explain matters to Bovary. What should it be?~The
193 III, 8 |  Neufchatel, and Justin so spurred Bovary’s horse that he left it
194 III, 8 |         and her calamities, Madame Bovary turned away her head, as
195 III, 8 |               Oh, save her!” cried Bovary.~And, without listening
196 III, 8 |        have caused more commotion. Bovary raised his hands; Canivet
197 III, 8 |        gesture with his shoulders. Bovary watched him; they looked
198 III, 8 |           the affecting thought of Bovary vaguely contributed to his
199 III, 8 |            mission, he returned to Bovary’s in company with Canivet
200 III, 8 |          out; he even explained to Bovary that the Lord sometimes
201 III, 8 |           with the stifled sobs of Bovary, and sometimes all seemed
202 III, 9 |      prepare a soothing potion for Bovary, to invent some lie that
203 III, 9 |       Homais once more returned to Bovary’s.~He found him alone (Monsieur
204 III, 9 |            here again.”~“Ah!” said Bovary.~The druggist, at his wit’
205 III, 9 |         men were much surprised at Bovary’s romantic ideas. The chemist
206 III, 9 |           sighed the ecclesiastic.~Bovary was far away. He was walking
207 III, 9 |           wall.~At daybreak Madame Bovary senior arrived. Charles
208 III, 9 |      Madame Lefrancois, and Madame Bovary senior were busy about Emma,
209 III, 9 |      arrival inquired how Monsieur Bovary was, and, on the reply of
210 III, 10|             he fell, weeping, into Bovary’s arms: “My girl! Emma!
211 III, 10|        haste! I am in pain!” cried Bovary, angrily throwing him a
212 III, 10|            that covered it.~Madame Bovary senior was with them. All
213 III, 11|           The child’s gaiety broke Bovary’s heart, and he had to bear
214 III, 11|       receipted bill she had shown Bovary); it was an arrangement
215 III, 11|           Felicite now wore Madame Bovary’s gowns; not all, for he
216 III, 11|           A strange thing was that Bovary, while continually thinking
217 III, 11|          of the economy with which Bovary lived, he was far from being
218 III, 11|            to pay for Mademoiselle Bovary’s going to her grandmother.
219 III, 11|            to earn a living.~Since Bovary’s death three doctors have