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"
I
think
it
's
all
right
.
Ah
!
and
this
for
fear
she
should
come
and
hunt
me
up
.
"
"
I
shall
be
far
away
when
you
read
these
sad
lines
,
for
I
have
wished
to
flee
as
quickly
as
possible
to
shun
the
temptation
of
seeing
you
again
.
No
weakness
!
I
shall
return
,
and
perhaps
later
on
we
shall
talk
together
very
coldly
of
our
old
love
.
Adieu
!
"
And
there
was
a
last
"
adieu
"
divided
into
two
words
!
"
A
Dieu
!
"
which
he
thought
in
very
excellent
taste
.
"
Now
how
am
I
to
sign
?
"
he
said
to
himself
.
"
'
Yours
devotedly
?
'
No
!
'
Your
friend
?
'
Yes
,
that
's
it
.
"
"
Your
friend
.
"
He
re-read
his
letter
.
He
considered
it
very
good
.
"
Poor
little
woman
!
"
he
thought
with
emotion
.
"
She
'll
think
me
harder
than
a
rock
.
There
ought
to
have
been
some
tears
on
this
;
but
I
ca
n't
cry
;
it
is
n't
my
fault
.
"
Then
,
having
emptied
some
water
into
a
glass
,
Rodolphe
dipped
his
finger
into
it
,
and
let
a
big
drop
fall
on
the
paper
,
that
made
a
pale
stain
on
the
ink
.
Then
looking
for
a
seal
,
he
came
upon
the
one
"
Amor
nel
cor
.
"
"
That
does
n't
at
all
fit
in
with
the
circumstances
.
Pshaw
!
never
mind
!
"
After
which
he
smoked
three
pipes
and
went
to
bed
.
The
next
day
when
he
was
up
(
at
about
two
o'clock
--
he
had
slept
late
)
,
Rodolphe
had
a
basket
of
apricots
picked
.
He
put
his
letter
at
the
bottom
under
some
vine
leaves
,
and
at
once
ordered
Girard
,
his
ploughman
,
to
take
it
with
care
to
Madame
Bovary
.
He
made
use
of
this
means
for
corresponding
with
her
,
sending
according
to
the
season
fruits
or
game
.
