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The
next
day
Madame
Bovary
senior
arrived
.
She
and
her
son
wept
much
.
Emma
,
on
the
pretext
of
giving
orders
,
disappeared
.
The
following
day
they
had
a
talk
over
the
mourning
.
They
went
and
sat
down
with
their
workboxes
by
the
waterside
under
the
arbour
.
Charles
was
thinking
of
his
father
,
and
was
surprised
to
feel
so
much
affection
for
this
man
,
whom
till
then
he
had
thought
he
cared
little
about
.
Madame
Bovary
senior
was
thinking
of
her
husband
.
The
worst
days
of
the
past
seemed
enviable
to
her
.
All
was
forgotten
beneath
the
instinctive
regret
of
such
a
long
habit
,
and
from
time
to
time
whilst
she
sewed
,
a
big
tear
rolled
along
her
nose
and
hung
suspended
there
a
moment
.
Emma
was
thinking
that
it
was
scarcely
forty-eight
hours
since
they
had
been
together
,
far
from
the
world
,
all
in
a
frenzy
of
joy
,
and
not
having
eyes
enough
to
gaze
upon
each
other
.
She
tried
to
recall
the
slightest
details
of
that
past
day
.
But
the
presence
of
her
husband
and
mother-in-law
worried
her
.
She
would
have
liked
to
hear
nothing
,
to
see
nothing
,
so
as
not
to
disturb
the
meditation
on
her
love
,
that
,
do
what
she
would
,
became
lost
in
external
sensations
.
She
was
unpicking
the
lining
of
a
dress
,
and
the
strips
were
scattered
around
her
.
Madame
Bovary
senior
was
plying
her
scissor
without
looking
up
,
and
Charles
,
in
his
list
slippers
and
his
old
brown
surtout
that
he
used
as
a
dressing-gown
,
sat
with
both
hands
in
his
pockets
,
and
did
not
speak
either
;
near
them
Berthe
,
in
a
little
white
pinafore
,
was
raking
sand
in
the
walks
with
her
spade
.
Suddenly
she
saw
Monsieur
Lheureux
,
the
linendraper
,
come
in
through
the
gate
.
He
came
to
offer
his
services
"
under
the
sad
circumstances
.
"
Emma
answered
that
she
thought
she
could
do
without
.
The
shopkeeper
was
not
to
be
beaten
.
"
I
beg
your
pardon
,
"
he
said
,
"
but
I
should
like
to
have
a
private
talk
with
you
.
"
Then
in
a
low
voice
,
"
It
's
about
that
affair
--
you
know
.
"
Charles
crimsoned
to
his
ears
.
"
Oh
,
yes
!
certainly
.
"
And
in
his
confusion
,
turning
to
his
wife
,
"
Could
n't
you
,
my
darling
?
"
She
seemed
to
understand
him
,
for
she
rose
;
and
Charles
said
to
his
mother
,
"
It
is
nothing
particular
.
No
doubt
,
some
household
trifle
.
"
He
did
not
want
her
to
know
the
story
of
the
bill
,
fearing
her
reproaches
.
As
soon
as
they
were
alone
,
Monsieur
Lheureux
in
sufficiently
clear
terms
began
to
congratulate
Emma
on
the
inheritance
,
then
to
talk
of
indifferent
matters
,
of
the
espaliers
,
of
the
harvest
,
and
of
his
own
health
,
which
was
always
so-so
,
always
having
ups
and
downs
.
In
fact
,
he
had
to
work
devilish
hard
,
although
he
did
n't
make
enough
,
in
spite
of
all
people
said
,
to
find
butter
for
his
bread
.
Emma
let
him
talk
on
.
She
had
bored
herself
so
prodigiously
the
last
two
days
.
