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He
talked
aroma
,
osmazome
,
juices
,
and
gelatine
in
a
bewildering
manner
.
Moreover
,
Homais
,
with
his
head
fuller
of
recipes
than
his
shop
of
jars
,
excelled
in
making
all
kinds
of
preserves
,
vinegars
,
and
sweet
liqueurs
;
he
knew
also
all
the
latest
inventions
in
economic
stoves
,
together
with
the
art
of
preserving
cheese
and
of
curing
sick
wines
.
At
eight
o'clock
Justin
came
to
fetch
him
to
shut
up
the
shop
.
Then
Monsieur
Homais
gave
him
a
sly
look
,
especially
if
Felicite
was
there
,
for
he
half
noticed
that
his
apprentice
was
fond
of
the
doctor
's
house
.
"
The
young
dog
,
"
he
said
,
"
is
beginning
to
have
ideas
,
and
the
devil
take
me
if
I
do
n't
believe
he
's
in
love
with
your
servant
!
"
But
a
more
serious
fault
with
which
he
reproached
Justin
was
his
constantly
listening
to
conversation
.
On
Sunday
,
for
example
,
one
could
not
get
him
out
of
the
drawing-room
,
whither
Madame
Homais
had
called
him
to
fetch
the
children
,
who
were
falling
asleep
in
the
arm-chairs
,
and
dragging
down
with
their
backs
calico
chair-covers
that
were
too
large
.
Not
many
people
came
to
these
soirees
at
the
chemist
's
,
his
scandal-mongering
and
political
opinions
having
successfully
alienated
various
respectable
persons
from
him
.
The
clerk
never
failed
to
be
there
.
As
soon
as
he
heard
the
bell
he
ran
to
meet
Madame
Bovary
,
took
her
shawl
,
and
put
away
under
the
shop-counter
the
thick
list
shoes
that
she
wore
over
her
boots
when
there
was
snow
.
First
they
played
some
hands
at
trente-et-un
;
next
Monsieur
Homais
played
ecarte
with
Emma
;
Leon
behind
her
gave
her
advice
.
Standing
up
with
his
hands
on
the
back
of
her
chair
he
saw
the
teeth
of
her
comb
that
bit
into
her
chignon
.
With
every
movement
that
she
made
to
throw
her
cards
the
right
side
of
her
dress
was
drawn
up
.
From
her
turned-up
hair
a
dark
colour
fell
over
her
back
,
and
growing
gradually
paler
,
lost
itself
little
by
little
in
the
shade
.
Then
her
dress
fell
on
both
sides
of
her
chair
,
puffing
out
full
of
folds
,
and
reached
the
ground
.
When
Leon
occasionally
felt
the
sole
of
his
boot
resting
on
it
,
he
drew
back
as
if
he
had
trodden
upon
some
one
.
When
the
game
of
cards
was
over
,
the
druggist
and
the
Doctor
played
dominoes
,
and
Emma
,
changing
her
place
,
leant
her
elbow
on
the
table
,
turning
over
the
leaves
of
"
L'Illustration
"
.
She
had
brought
her
ladies
'
journal
with
her
.
Leon
sat
down
near
her
;
they
looked
at
the
engravings
together
,
and
waited
for
one
another
at
the
bottom
of
the
pages
.
She
often
begged
him
to
read
her
the
verses
;
Leon
declaimed
them
in
a
languid
voice
,
to
which
he
carefully
gave
a
dying
fall
in
the
love
passages
.
But
the
noise
of
the
dominoes
annoyed
him
.
Monsieur
Homais
was
strong
at
the
game
;
he
could
beat
Charles
and
give
him
a
double-six
.
Then
the
three
hundred
finished
,
they
both
stretched
themselves
out
in
front
of
the
fire
,
and
were
soon
asleep
.
