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Religion
,
however
,
seemed
no
more
able
to
succour
him
than
surgery
,
and
the
invincible
gangrene
still
spread
from
the
extremities
towards
the
stomach
.
It
was
all
very
well
to
vary
the
potions
and
change
the
poultices
;
the
muscles
each
day
rotted
more
and
more
;
and
at
last
Charles
replied
by
an
affirmative
nod
of
the
head
when
Mere
Lefrancois
,
asked
him
if
she
could
not
,
as
a
forlorn
hope
,
send
for
Monsieur
Canivet
of
Neufchatel
,
who
was
a
celebrity
.
A
doctor
of
medicine
,
fifty
years
of
age
,
enjoying
a
good
position
and
self-possessed
,
Charles
's
colleague
did
not
refrain
from
laughing
disdainfully
when
he
had
uncovered
the
leg
,
mortified
to
the
knee
.
Then
having
flatly
declared
that
it
must
be
amputated
,
he
went
off
to
the
chemist
's
to
rail
at
the
asses
who
could
have
reduced
a
poor
man
to
such
a
state
.
Shaking
Monsieur
Homais
by
the
button
of
his
coat
,
he
shouted
out
in
the
shop
--
"
These
are
the
inventions
of
Paris
!
These
are
the
ideas
of
those
gentry
of
the
capital
!
It
is
like
strabismus
,
chloroform
,
lithotrity
,
a
heap
of
monstrosities
that
the
Government
ought
to
prohibit
.
But
they
want
to
do
the
clever
,
and
they
cram
you
with
remedies
without
,
troubling
about
the
consequences
.
We
are
not
so
clever
,
not
we
!
We
are
not
savants
,
coxcombs
,
fops
!
We
are
practitioners
;
we
cure
people
,
and
we
should
not
dream
of
operating
on
anyone
who
is
in
perfect
health
.
Straighten
club-feet
!
As
if
one
could
straighten
club-feet
!
It
is
as
if
one
wished
,
for
example
,
to
make
a
hunchback
straight
!
"
Homais
suffered
as
he
listened
to
this
discourse
,
and
he
concealed
his
discomfort
beneath
a
courtier
's
smile
;
for
he
needed
to
humour
Monsier
Canivet
,
whose
prescriptions
sometimes
came
as
far
as
Yonville
.
So
he
did
not
take
up
the
defence
of
Bovary
;
he
did
not
even
make
a
single
remark
,
and
,
renouncing
his
principles
,
he
sacrificed
his
dignity
to
the
more
serious
interests
of
his
business
.
This
amputation
of
the
thigh
by
Doctor
Canivet
was
a
great
event
in
the
village
.
On
that
day
all
the
inhabitants
got
up
earlier
,
and
the
Grande
Rue
,
although
full
of
people
,
had
something
lugubrious
about
it
,
as
if
an
execution
had
been
expected
.
At
the
grocer
's
they
discussed
Hippolyte
's
illness
;
the
shops
did
no
business
,
and
Madame
Tuvache
,
the
mayor
's
wife
,
did
not
stir
from
her
window
,
such
was
her
impatience
to
see
the
operator
arrive
.
He
came
in
his
gig
,
which
he
drove
himself
.
But
the
springs
of
the
right
side
having
at
length
given
way
beneath
the
weight
of
his
corpulence
,
it
happened
that
the
carriage
as
it
rolled
along
leaned
over
a
little
,
and
on
the
other
cushion
near
him
could
be
seen
a
large
box
covered
in
red
sheep-leather
,
whose
three
brass
clasps
shone
grandly
.
After
he
had
entered
like
a
whirlwind
the
porch
of
the
"
Lion
d'Or
,
"
the
doctor
,
shouting
very
loud
,
ordered
them
to
unharness
his
horse
.
Then
he
went
into
the
stable
to
see
that
he
was
eating
his
oats
all
right
;
for
on
arriving
at
a
patient
's
he
first
of
all
looked
after
his
mare
and
his
gig
.
People
even
said
about
this
--
"
Ah
!
Monsieur
Canivet
's
a
character
!
"
