Madame Bovary

第35章

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

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