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  1 II, 1  |             cider! Not like Monsieur Leon; he sometimes comes at seven,
  2 II, 2  |        Monsieur Guillaumin, Monsieur Leon Dupuis (it was he who was
  3 II, 2  |            be in the saddle”—~“But,” Leon went on, addressing himself
  4 II, 2  |              the sea!” said Monsieur Leon.~“And then, does it not
  5 II, 2  |   mountainous landscapes,” continued Leon. “A cousin of mine who travelled
  6 II, 2  |              gave it like an actor.”~Leon, in fact, lodged at the
  7 II, 2  |         reading.”~“Like me,” replied Leon. “And indeed, what is better
  8 II, 2  |            it ever happened to you,” Leon went on, “to come across
  9 II, 2  |            its hooks.~Unconsciously, Leon, while talking, had placed
 10 II, 3  |             and reclosed the window.~Leon waited all day for six o’
 11 II, 3  |       consulted outsiders.~“Monsieur Leon,” said the chemist, “with
 12 II, 3  |           des bonnes gens.” Monsieur Leon sang a barcarolle, and Madame
 13 II, 3  |              At this moment Monsieur Leon came out from a neighbouring
 14 II, 3  |            to grow tired.~“If—” said Leon, not daring to go on.~“Have
 15 II, 3  |           rocked herself to and fro.~Leon walked up and down the room;
 16 II, 3  |             Emma again took Monsieur Leon’s arm. She walked fast for
 17 II, 3  |           the steps and disappeared.~Leon returned to his office.
 18 II, 3  |        anxious to see him again, and Leon did not know what to do
 19 II, 4  |            the pavement.~Twice a day Leon went from his office to
 20 II, 4  |             played ecarte with Emma; Leon behind her gave her advice.~
 21 II, 4  |             reached the ground. When Leon occasionally felt the sole
 22 II, 4  |            ladies’ journal with her. Leon sat down near her; they
 23 II, 4  |              to read her the verses; Leon declaimed them in a languid
 24 II, 4  |       cinders; the teapot was empty, Leon was still reading.~Emma
 25 II, 4  |          with their balancing-poles. Leon stopped, pointing with a
 26 II, 4  |            for cactuses fashionable, Leon bought some for Madame Bovary,
 27 II, 4  |           One evening on coming home Leon found in his room a rug
 28 II, 5  |         Bovary, Homais, and Monsieur Leon, gone to see a yarn-mill
 29 II, 5  |           sort of depraved pleasure, Leon made a step forward. The
 30 II, 5  |               as she had down there, Leon standing up with one hand
 31 II, 5  |              that evening.~“Monsieur Leon,” he said, “went to his
 32 II, 5  |          steps on the stairs. It was Leon. She got up and took from
 33 II, 5  |           himself.~At last, however, Leon said that he should have,
 34 II, 5  |          thread.~This work irritated Leon. It seemed to roughen the
 35 II, 5  |           without a murmur; and when Leon saw him by his fireside
 36 II, 5  |        nothing. She was in love with Leon, and sought solitude that
 37 II, 5  |   astonishment that ended in sorrow.~Leon did not know that when he
 38 II, 5  |           less. She would have liked Leon to guess it, and she imagined
 39 II, 5  |    temptation to flee somewhere with Leon to try a new life; but at
 40 II, 6  |            Can he suspect anything?” Leon asked himself. His heart
 41 II, 6  |     inquiries would not put Monsieur Leon out, since he went to town
 42 II, 6  |       intrigue. But he was mistaken. Leon was after no love-making.
 43 II, 6  |             very strange to him, for Leon often threw himself back
 44 II, 6  |           contempt and satisfaction.~Leon was weary of loving without
 45 II, 6  |        Taking a middle course, then, Leon looked for some place as
 46 II, 6  |          Rouen to Yonville; and when Leon had packed up his wardrobe,
 47 II, 6  |           the notary, who was taking Leon to Rouen in his carriage.~
 48 II, 6  |     hurriedly.~“It is I again!” said Leon.~“I was sure of it!”~She
 49 II, 6  |           like to kiss Berthe,” said Leon.~Emma went down a few steps
 50 II, 6  |              at the end of a string. Leon kissed her several times
 51 II, 6  |       pressed against a window-pane; Leon held his cap in his hand,
 52 II, 6  |            him, and forcing a laugh.~Leon felt it between his fingers,
 53 II, 6  |        motionless as a plaster wall. Leon set off running.~From afar
 54 II, 6  |              after yourself.”~“Come, Leon, jump in,” said the notary.~
 55 II, 6  |          malleable than ours.”~“Poor Leon!” said Charles. “How will
 56 II, 7  |       melancholy, of a numb despair. Leon reappeared, taller, handsomer,
 57 II, 7  |         herself for not having loved Leon. She thirsted for his lips.
 58 II, 7  |             Henceforth the memory of Leon was the centre of her boredom;
 59 II, 8  |            this yellow carriage that Leon had so often come back to
 60 II, 8  |            of the Viscount, and that Leon was not far away, that he
 61 II, 10 |            old sticks where formerly Leon had looked at her so amorously
 62 II, 15 |             I met up there! Monsieur Leon!”~“Leon?”~“Himself! He’s
 63 II, 15 |              there! Monsieur Leon!”~“Leon?”~“Himself! He’s coming
 64 II, 15 |            opinion.~Then with a sigh Leon said—~“The heat is—”~“Unbearable!
 65 II, 15 |       stifling; let us go.”~Monsieur Leon put her long lace shawl
 66 II, 15 |             said, of boring Monsieur Leon; and the latter told them
 67 II, 15 |              ange, ma Lucie!17” Then Leon, playing the dilettante,
 68 II, 15 |             brings counsel.” Then to Leon, who was walking along with
 69 III, 1 |                 Chapter One~Monsieur Leon, while studying law, had
 70 III, 1 |      persisted through them all. For Leon did not lose all hope; there
 71 III, 1 |            Bovarys the night before, Leon had followed them through
 72 III, 1 |              Oh, I divined it!” said Leon.~He pretended he had been
 73 III, 1 |           once, to repair his folly, Leon told her that he had spent
 74 III, 1 |         should not be suffering now! Leon at once envied the calm
 75 III, 1 |           surmounted the difficulty, Leon watched her face out of
 76 III, 1 |         holding out her hand to him.~Leon swiftly pressed his lips
 77 III, 1 |             down again.~“Well!” said Leon.~“Well!” she replied.~He
 78 III, 1 |              What a dream!” murmured Leon. And fingering gently the
 79 III, 1 |             next day.~“Really!” said Leon.~“Yes.”~“But I must see
 80 III, 1 |              full of an icy dignity.~Leon stepped back to go out.
 81 III, 1 |        finished, as she did not know Leon’s address, she was puzzled.~“
 82 III, 1 |              humming on his balcony, Leon himself varnished his pumps
 83 III, 1 |            holy pyx.~He came towards Leon, and, with that smile of
 84 III, 1 | reverberating under the lofty vault.~Leon with solemn steps walked
 85 III, 1 |              lined cloak—it was she! Leon rose and ran to meet her.~
 86 III, 1 |           joy—”~“Let us go on,” said Leon.~The old fellow started
 87 III, 1 |             the 16th of July, 1465.”~Leon bit his lips, fuming.~“And
 88 III, 1 |        Bovary put up her eyeglasses. Leon, motionless, looked at her,
 89 III, 1 |           the gargoyle windows.”~But Leon hastily took some silver
 90 III, 1 |                 No, thank you!” said Leon.~“You are wrong, sir! It
 91 III, 1 |          Egypt. It is all cast; it—”~Leon was fleeing, for it seemed
 92 III, 1 |             regular sound of a cane. Leon turned back.~“Sir!”~“What
 93 III, 1 |         cathedral.”~“Idiot!” growled Leon, rushing out of the church.~
 94 III, 1 |             little embarrassed.~“Ah! Leon! Really—I don’t know—if
 95 III, 1 |          Still the cab did not come. Leon was afraid she might go
 96 III, 1 |                Where you like,” said Leon, forcing Emma into the cab.~
 97 III, 2 |          bouquet,” he said, noticing Leon’s violets on the chimney.~“
 98 III, 2 |           only know—no one.”~“Unless Leon—” replied Charles, who was
 99 III, 2 |            Rouen to consult Monsieur Leon, and she stayed there three
100 III, 3 |          carried off the trills that Leon heard pass like the flapping
101 III, 3 |             vision in the moonlight.~Leon, on the floor by her side,
102 III, 3 |              You are in pain?” asked Leon, coming closer to her.~“
103 III, 4 |                         Chapter Four~Leon soon put on an air of superiority
104 III, 4 |              old concern “was late.”~Leon, however, made up his mind,
105 III, 5 |        escaped from beneath his hat.~Leon walked along the pavement.
106 III, 5 |              my slippers,” a gift of Leon’s, a whim she had had. They
107 III, 5 |         light. She sobbed; called on Leon, sent him tender words and
108 III, 5 |              the seventh day beneath Leon’s caresses. His ardours
109 III, 5 |             the Hotel de Boulogne on Leon’s arm; and she was frightened,
110 III, 5 |             hotel in their room with Leon! She laughed, cried, sang,
111 III, 5 |        seized with the desire to see Leon, she set out upon any pretext;
112 III, 5 |             said laughing.~Each time Leon had to tell her everything
113 III, 6 |         journeys he made to see her, Leon had often dined at the chemist’
114 III, 6 |         diligence to go in search of Leon. In vain the clerk tried
115 III, 6 |        public place.~Emma waited for Leon three quarters of an hour.
116 III, 6 |              t dislike a young girl.~Leon watched the clock in despair.
117 III, 6 |              better of all prudence, Leon, in spite of himself protested.
118 III, 6 |             we going?” at last asked Leon impatiently.~“Ja!”~But before
119 III, 6 |            of the Hotel de Boulogne, Leon left him abruptly, ran up
120 III, 6 |              gave him her hands, and Leon was pressing them to his
121 III, 6 |             the chemist, when he saw Leon. “I wanted to interrupt
122 III, 6 |         glass of garus at Bridoux’.”~Leon vowed that he must get back
123 III, 6 |             the leaves of a ‘Code.’”~Leon, bewildered by Emma’s anger,
124 III, 6 |             some garus. Twenty times Leon tried to escape, but the
125 III, 6 |            and dreary that seemed to Leon to glide between them subtly
126 III, 6 |        repassed before her eyes. And Leon suddenly appeared to her
127 III, 6 |               She thought of him, of Leon. She would then have given
128 III, 6 |            them at once for her, and Leon obeyed, though the proceeding
129 III, 6 |             Dubocage’s sake.~At last Leon swore he would not see Emma
130 III, 6 |              much of it. She accused Leon of her baffled hopes, as
131 III, 6 |           debardeuses21 and sailors, Leon’s comrades, who were talking
132 III, 6 |          threw off her costume, told Leon she must get back, and at
133 III, 7 |           two o’clock she hurried to Leon, and knocked at the door.
134 III, 7 |              pale. She said to him—~“Leon, you will do me a service?”~
135 III, 7 |            could do nothing; but he, Leon, he would set about finding
136 III, 7 |            thousand francs. Besides, Leon, could be security instead
137 III, 7 |               She remembered—one day—Leon—Oh! how long ago that was—
138 III, 10|          quietly in his chateau, and Leon, down yonder, always slept.~
139 III, 11|            the “marriage of Monsieur Leon Dupuis her son, notary at
140 III, 11|              pressed the spring. All Leon’s letters were there. There