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When
,
from
the
summit
of
the
hill
,
he
saw
in
the
valley
below
the
church-spire
with
its
tin
flag
swinging
in
the
wind
,
he
felt
that
delight
mingled
with
triumphant
vanity
and
egoistic
tenderness
that
millionaires
must
experience
when
they
come
back
to
their
native
village
.
He
went
rambling
round
her
house
.
A
light
was
burning
in
the
kitchen
.
He
watched
for
her
shadow
behind
the
curtains
,
but
nothing
appeared
.
Mere
Lefrancois
,
when
she
saw
him
,
uttered
many
exclamations
.
She
thought
he
"
had
grown
and
was
thinner
,
"
while
Artemise
,
on
the
contrary
,
thought
him
stouter
and
darker
.
He
dined
in
the
little
room
as
of
yore
,
but
alone
,
without
the
tax-gatherer
;
for
Binet
,
tired
of
waiting
for
the
"
Hirondelle
,
"
had
definitely
put
forward
his
meal
one
hour
,
and
now
he
dined
punctually
at
five
,
and
yet
he
declared
usually
the
rickety
old
concern
"
was
late
.
"
Leon
,
however
,
made
up
his
mind
,
and
knocked
at
the
doctor
's
door
.
Madame
was
in
her
room
,
and
did
not
come
down
for
a
quarter
of
an
hour
.
The
doctor
seemed
delighted
to
see
him
,
but
he
never
stirred
out
that
evening
,
nor
all
the
next
day
.
He
saw
her
alone
in
the
evening
,
very
late
,
behind
the
garden
in
the
lane
;
in
the
lane
,
as
she
had
the
other
one
!
It
was
a
stormy
night
,
and
they
talked
under
an
umbrella
by
lightning
flashes
.
Their
separation
was
becoming
intolerable
.
"
I
would
rather
die
!
"
said
Emma
.
She
was
writhing
in
his
arms
,
weeping
.
"
Adieu
!
adieu
!
When
shall
I
see
you
again
?
"
They
came
back
again
to
embrace
once
more
,
and
it
was
then
that
she
promised
him
to
find
soon
,
by
no
matter
what
means
,
a
regular
opportunity
for
seeing
one
another
in
freedom
at
least
once
a
week
.
Emma
never
doubted
she
should
be
able
to
do
this
.
Besides
,
she
was
full
of
hope
.
Some
money
was
coming
to
her
.
On
the
strength
of
it
she
bought
a
pair
of
yellow
curtains
with
large
stripes
for
her
room
,
whose
cheapness
Monsieur
Lheureux
had
commended
;
she
dreamed
of
getting
a
carpet
,
and
Lheureux
,
declaring
that
it
was
n't
"
drinking
the
sea
,
"
politely
undertook
to
supply
her
with
one
.
She
could
no
longer
do
without
his
services
.
Twenty
times
a
day
she
sent
for
him
,
and
he
at
once
put
by
his
business
without
a
murmur
.
People
could
not
understand
either
why
Mere
Rollet
breakfasted
with
her
every
day
,
and
even
paid
her
private
visits
.
It
was
about
this
time
,
that
is
to
say
,
the
beginning
of
winter
,
that
she
seemed
seized
with
great
musical
fervour
.
