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"
Speak
to
us
,
"
said
Charles
;
"
collect
yourself
;
it
is
your
Charles
,
who
loves
you
.
Do
you
know
me
?
See
!
here
is
your
little
girl
!
Oh
,
kiss
her
!
"
The
child
stretched
out
her
arms
to
her
mother
to
cling
to
her
neck
.
But
turning
away
her
head
,
Emma
said
in
a
broken
voice
"
No
,
no
!
no
one
!
"
She
fainted
again
.
They
carried
her
to
her
bed
.
She
lay
there
stretched
at
full
length
,
her
lips
apart
,
her
eyelids
closed
,
her
hands
open
,
motionless
,
and
white
as
a
waxen
image
.
Two
streams
of
tears
flowed
from
her
eyes
and
fell
slowly
upon
the
pillow
.
Charles
,
standing
up
,
was
at
the
back
of
the
alcove
,
and
the
chemist
,
near
him
,
maintained
that
meditative
silence
that
is
becoming
on
the
serious
occasions
of
life
.
"
Do
not
be
uneasy
,
"
he
said
,
touching
his
elbow
;
"
I
think
the
paroxysm
is
past
.
"
"
Yes
,
she
is
resting
a
little
now
,
"
answered
Charles
,
watching
her
sleep
.
"
Poor
girl
!
poor
girl
!
She
had
gone
off
now
!
"
Then
Homais
asked
how
the
accident
had
come
about
.
Charles
answered
that
she
had
been
taken
ill
suddenly
while
she
was
eating
some
apricots
.
"
Extraordinary
!
"
continued
the
chemist
.
"
But
it
might
be
that
the
apricots
had
brought
on
the
syncope
.
Some
natures
are
so
sensitive
to
certain
smells
;
and
it
would
even
be
a
very
fine
question
to
study
both
in
its
pathological
and
physiological
relation
.
The
priests
know
the
importance
of
it
,
they
who
have
introduced
aromatics
into
all
their
ceremonies
.
It
is
to
stupefy
the
senses
and
to
bring
on
ecstasies
--
a
thing
,
moreover
,
very
easy
in
persons
of
the
weaker
sex
,
who
are
more
delicate
than
the
other
.
Some
are
cited
who
faint
at
the
smell
of
burnt
hartshorn
,
of
new
bread
--
"
"
Take
care
;
you
'll
wake
her
!
"
said
Bovary
in
a
low
voice
.
