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"
I
am
sure
that
above
there
together
they
approve
of
our
love
.
"
But
she
was
so
pretty
.
He
had
possessed
so
few
women
of
such
ingenuousness
.
This
love
without
debauchery
was
a
new
experience
for
him
,
and
,
drawing
him
out
of
his
lazy
habits
,
caressed
at
once
his
pride
and
his
sensuality
.
Emma
's
enthusiasm
,
which
his
bourgeois
good
sense
disdained
,
seemed
to
him
in
his
heart
of
hearts
charming
,
since
it
was
lavished
on
him
.
Then
,
sure
of
being
loved
,
he
no
longer
kept
up
appearances
,
and
insensibly
his
ways
changed
.
He
had
no
longer
,
as
formerly
,
words
so
gentle
that
they
made
her
cry
,
nor
passionate
caresses
that
made
her
mad
,
so
that
their
great
love
,
which
engrossed
her
life
,
seemed
to
lessen
beneath
her
like
the
water
of
a
stream
absorbed
into
its
channel
,
and
she
could
see
the
bed
of
it
.
She
would
not
believe
it
;
she
redoubled
in
tenderness
,
and
Rodolphe
concealed
his
indifference
less
and
less
.
She
did
not
know
if
she
regretted
having
yielded
to
him
,
or
whether
she
did
not
wish
,
on
the
contrary
,
to
enjoy
him
the
more
.
The
humiliation
of
feeling
herself
weak
was
turning
to
rancour
,
tempered
by
their
voluptuous
pleasures
.
It
was
not
affection
;
it
was
like
a
continual
seduction
.
He
subjugated
her
;
she
almost
feared
him
.
Appearances
,
nevertheless
,
were
calmer
than
ever
,
Rodolphe
having
succeeded
in
carrying
out
the
adultery
after
his
own
fancy
;
and
at
the
end
of
six
months
,
when
the
spring-time
came
,
they
were
to
one
another
like
a
married
couple
,
tranquilly
keeping
up
a
domestic
flame
.
It
was
the
time
of
year
when
old
Rouault
sent
his
turkey
in
remembrance
of
the
setting
of
his
leg
.
The
present
always
arrived
with
a
letter
.
Emma
cut
the
string
that
tied
it
to
the
basket
,
and
read
the
following
lines
:
--
"
My
Dear
Children
--
I
hope
this
will
find
you
well
,
and
that
this
one
will
be
as
good
as
the
others
.
For
it
seems
to
me
a
little
more
tender
,
if
I
may
venture
to
say
so
,
and
heavier
.
But
next
time
,
for
a
change
,
I
'll
give
you
a
turkeycock
,
unless
you
have
a
preference
for
some
dabs
;
and
send
me
back
the
hamper
,
if
you
please
,
with
the
two
old
ones
.
I
have
had
an
accident
with
my
cart-sheds
,
whose
covering
flew
off
one
windy
night
among
the
trees
.
The
harvest
has
not
been
overgood
either
.
Finally
,
I
do
n't
know
when
I
shall
come
to
see
you
.
It
is
so
difficult
now
to
leave
the
house
since
I
am
alone
,
my
poor
Emma
.
"
Here
there
was
a
break
in
the
lines
,
as
if
the
old
fellow
had
dropped
his
pen
to
dream
a
little
while
.
"
For
myself
,
I
am
very
well
,
except
for
a
cold
I
caught
the
other
day
at
the
fair
at
Yvetot
,
where
I
had
gone
to
hire
a
shepherd
,
having
turned
away
mine
because
he
was
too
dainty
.
How
we
are
to
be
pitied
with
such
a
lot
of
thieves
!
Besides
,
he
was
also
rude
.
I
heard
from
a
pedlar
,
who
,
travelling
through
your
part
of
the
country
this
winter
,
had
a
tooth
drawn
,
that
Bovary
was
as
usual
working
hard
.
That
does
n't
surprise
me
;
and
he
showed
me
his
tooth
;
we
had
some
coffee
together
.
I
asked
him
if
he
had
seen
you
,
and
he
said
not
,
but
that
he
had
seen
two
horses
in
the
stables
,
from
which
I
conclude
that
business
is
looking
up
.
So
much
the
better
,
my
dear
children
,
and
may
God
send
you
every
imaginable
happiness
!
It
grieves
me
not
yet
to
have
seen
my
dear
little
grand-daughter
,
Berthe
Bovary
.
I
have
planted
an
Orleans
plum-tree
for
her
in
the
garden
under
your
room
,
and
I
wo
n't
have
it
touched
unless
it
is
to
have
jam
made
for
her
by
and
bye
,
that
I
will
keep
in
the
cupboard
for
her
when
she
comes
.
