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Withhiselbowsonthelongboardonwhichshewasironing,hegreedilywatchedallthesewomen’sclothesspreadabouthim,thedimitypetticoats,thefichus,thecollars,andthedrawerswithrunningstrings,wideatthehipsandgrowingnarrowerbelow。
“Whatisthatfor?“askedtheyoungfellow,passinghishandoverthecrinolineorthehooksandeyes。
“Why,haven’tyoueverseenanything?“Feliciteansweredlaughing。“Asifyourmistress,MadameHomais,didn’twearthesame。“
“Oh,Idaresay!MadameHomais!“Andheaddedwithameditativeair,“Asifshewerealadylikemadame!“
ButFelicitegrewimpatientofseeinghimhangingroundher。Shewassixyearsolderthanhe,andTheodore,MonsieurGuillaumin’sservant,wasbeginningtopaycourttoher。
“Letmealone,“shesaid,movingherpotofstarch。“You’dbetterbeoffandpoundalmonds;youarealwaysdanglingaboutwomen。
Beforeyoumeddlewithsuchthings,badboy,waittillyou’vegotabeardtoyourchin。“
“Oh,don’tbecross!I’llgoandcleanherboots。“
AndheatoncetookdownfromtheshelfEmma’sboots,allcoatedwithmud,themudoftherendezvous,thatcrumbledintopowderbeneathhisfingers,andthathewatchedasitgentlyroseinarayofsunlight。
“Howafraidyouareofspoilingthem!“saidtheservant,whowasn’tsoparticularwhenshecleanedthemherself,becauseassoonasthestuffofthebootswasnolongerfreshmadamehandedthemovertoher。
Emmahadanumberinhercupboardthatshesquanderedoneaftertheother,withoutCharlesallowinghimselftheslightestobservation。SoalsohedisbursedthreehundredfrancsforawoodenlegthatshethoughtpropertomakeapresentoftoHippolyte。Itstopwascoveredwithcork,andithadspringjoints,acomplicatedmechanism,coveredoverbyblacktrousersendinginapatent-leatherboot。ButHippolyte,notdaringtousesuchahandsomelegeveryday,beggedMadameBovarytogethimanothermoreconvenientone。Thedoctor,ofcourse,hadagaintodefraytheexpenseofthispurchase。
Solittlebylittlethestable-mantookuphisworkagain。Onesawhimrunningaboutthevillageasbefore,andwhenCharlesheardfromafarthesharpnoiseofthewoodenleg,heatoncewentinanotherdirection。
ItwasMonsieurLheureux,theshopkeeper,whohadundertakentheorder;thisprovidedhimwithanexcuseforvisitingEmma。HechattedwithheraboutthenewgoodsfromParis,aboutathousandfemininetrifles,madehimselfveryobliging,andneveraskedforhismoney。Emmayieldedtothislazymodeofsatisfyingallhercaprices。Thusshewantedtohaveaveryhandsomeridding-whipthatwasatanumbrella-maker’satRouentogivetoRodolphe。TheweekafterMonsieurLheureuxplaceditonhertable。
Butthenextdayhecalledonherwithabillfortwohundredandseventyfrancs,notcountingthecentimes。Emmawasmuchembarrassed;allthedrawersofthewriting-tablewereempty;
theyowedoverafortnight’swagestoLestiboudois,twoquart