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"
But
I
was
pressed
myself
;
the
knife
was
at
my
own
throat
.
"
"
And
what
will
happen
now
?
"
she
went
on
.
"
Oh
,
it
's
very
simple
;
a
judgment
and
then
a
distraint
--
that
's
about
it
!
"
Emma
kept
down
a
desire
to
strike
him
,
and
asked
gently
if
there
was
no
way
of
quieting
Monsieur
Vincart
.
"
I
dare
say
!
Quiet
Vincart
!
You
do
n't
know
him
;
he
's
more
ferocious
than
an
Arab
!
"
Still
Monsieur
Lheureux
must
interfere
.
"
Well
,
listen
.
It
seems
to
me
so
far
I
've
been
very
good
to
you
.
"
And
opening
one
of
his
ledgers
,
"
See
,
"
he
said
.
Then
running
up
the
page
with
his
finger
,
"
Let
's
see
!
let
's
see
!
August
3d
,
two
hundred
francs
;
June
17th
,
a
hundred
and
fifty
;
March
23d
,
forty-six
.
In
April
--
"
He
stopped
,
as
if
afraid
of
making
some
mistake
.
"
Not
to
speak
of
the
bills
signed
by
Monsieur
Bovary
,
one
for
seven
hundred
francs
,
and
another
for
three
hundred
.
As
to
your
little
installments
,
with
the
interest
,
why
,
there
's
no
end
to
'em
;
one
gets
quite
muddled
over
'em
.
I
'll
have
nothing
more
to
do
with
it
.
"
