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Then
he
had
all
his
children
brought
down
,
anxious
to
have
the
physician
's
opinion
on
their
constitutions
.
At
last
Monsieur
Lariviere
was
about
to
leave
,
when
Madame
Homais
asked
for
a
consultation
about
her
husband
.
He
was
making
his
blood
too
thick
by
going
to
sleep
every
evening
after
dinner
.
"
Oh
,
it
is
n't
his
blood
that
's
too
thick
,
"
said
the
physician
.
And
,
smiling
a
little
at
his
unnoticed
joke
,
the
doctor
opened
the
door
.
But
the
chemist
's
shop
was
full
of
people
;
he
had
the
greatest
difficulty
in
getting
rid
of
Monsieur
Tuvache
,
who
feared
his
spouse
would
get
inflammation
of
the
lungs
,
because
she
was
in
the
habit
of
spitting
on
the
ashes
;
then
of
Monsieur
Binet
,
who
sometimes
experienced
sudden
attacks
of
great
hunger
;
and
of
Madame
Caron
,
who
suffered
from
tinglings
;
of
Lheureux
,
who
had
vertigo
;
of
Lestiboudois
,
who
had
rheumatism
;
and
of
Madame
Lefrancois
,
who
had
heartburn
.
At
last
the
three
horses
started
;
and
it
was
the
general
opinion
that
he
had
not
shown
himself
at
all
obliging
.
Public
attention
was
distracted
by
the
appearance
of
Monsieur
Bournisien
,
who
was
going
across
the
market
with
the
holy
oil
.
Homais
,
as
was
due
to
his
principles
,
compared
priests
to
ravens
attracted
by
the
odour
of
death
.
The
sight
of
an
ecclesiastic
was
personally
disagreeable
to
him
,
for
the
cassock
made
him
think
of
the
shroud
,
and
he
detested
the
one
from
some
fear
of
the
other
.
Nevertheless
,
not
shrinking
from
what
he
called
his
mission
,
he
returned
to
Bovary
's
in
company
with
Canivet
whom
Monsieur
Lariviere
,
before
leaving
,
had
strongly
urged
to
make
this
visit
;
and
he
would
,
but
for
his
wife
's
objections
,
have
taken
his
two
sons
with
him
,
in
order
to
accustom
them
to
great
occasions
;
that
this
might
be
a
lesson
,
an
example
,
a
solemn
picture
,
that
should
remain
in
their
heads
later
on
.
The
room
when
they
went
in
was
full
of
mournful
solemnity
.
On
the
work-table
,
covered
over
with
a
white
cloth
,
there
were
five
or
six
small
balls
of
cotton
in
a
silver
dish
,
near
a
large
crucifix
between
two
lighted
candles
.
Emma
,
her
chin
sunken
upon
her
breast
,
had
her
eyes
inordinately
wide
open
,
and
her
poor
hands
wandered
over
the
sheets
with
that
hideous
and
soft
movement
of
the
dying
,
that
seems
as
if
they
wanted
already
to
cover
themselves
with
the
shroud
.
Pale
as
a
statue
and
with
eyes
red
as
fire
,
Charles
,
not
weeping
,
stood
opposite
her
at
the
foot
of
the
bed
,
while
the
priest
,
bending
one
knee
,
was
muttering
words
in
a
low
voice
.
She
turned
her
face
slowly
,
and
seemed
filled
with
joy
on
seeing
suddenly
the
violet
stole
,
no
doubt
finding
again
,
in
the
midst
of
a
temporary
lull
in
her
pain
,
the
lost
voluptuousness
of
her
first
mystical
transports
,
with
the
visions
of
eternal
beatitude
that
were
beginning
.
