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He
grew
thin
,
his
figure
became
taller
,
his
face
took
a
saddened
look
that
made
it
nearly
interesting
.
Naturally
,
through
indifference
,
he
abandoned
all
the
resolutions
he
had
made
.
Once
he
missed
a
lecture
;
the
next
day
all
the
lectures
;
and
,
enjoying
his
idleness
,
little
by
little
,
he
gave
up
work
altogether
.
He
got
into
the
habit
of
going
to
the
public-house
,
and
had
a
passion
for
dominoes
.
To
shut
himself
up
every
evening
in
the
dirty
public
room
,
to
push
about
on
marble
tables
the
small
sheep
bones
with
black
dots
,
seemed
to
him
a
fine
proof
of
his
freedom
,
which
raised
him
in
his
own
esteem
.
It
was
beginning
to
see
life
,
the
sweetness
of
stolen
pleasures
;
and
when
he
entered
,
he
put
his
hand
on
the
door-handle
with
a
joy
almost
sensual
.
Then
many
things
hidden
within
him
came
out
;
he
learnt
couplets
by
heart
and
sang
them
to
his
boon
companions
,
became
enthusiastic
about
Beranger
,
learnt
how
to
make
punch
,
and
,
finally
,
how
to
make
love
.
Thanks
to
these
preparatory
labours
,
he
failed
completely
in
his
examination
for
an
ordinary
degree
.
He
was
expected
home
the
same
night
to
celebrate
his
success
.
He
started
on
foot
,
stopped
at
the
beginning
of
the
village
,
sent
for
his
mother
,
and
told
her
all
.
She
excused
him
,
threw
the
blame
of
his
failure
on
the
injustice
of
the
examiners
,
encouraged
him
a
little
,
and
took
upon
herself
to
set
matters
straight
.
It
was
only
five
years
later
that
Monsieur
Bovary
knew
the
truth
;
it
was
old
then
,
and
he
accepted
it
.
Moreover
,
he
could
not
believe
that
a
man
born
of
him
could
be
a
fool
.
So
Charles
set
to
work
again
and
crammed
for
his
examination
,
ceaselessly
learning
all
the
old
questions
by
heart
.
He
passed
pretty
well
.
What
a
happy
day
for
his
mother
!
They
gave
a
grand
dinner
.
Where
should
he
go
to
practice
?
To
Tostes
,
where
there
was
only
one
old
doctor
.
For
a
long
time
Madame
Bovary
had
been
on
the
look-out
for
his
death
,
and
the
old
fellow
had
barely
been
packed
off
when
Charles
was
installed
,
opposite
his
place
,
as
his
successor
.
But
it
was
not
everything
to
have
brought
up
a
son
,
to
have
had
him
taught
medicine
,
and
discovered
Tostes
,
where
he
could
practice
it
;
he
must
have
a
wife
.
She
found
him
one
--
the
widow
of
a
bailiff
at
Dieppe
--
who
was
forty-five
and
had
an
income
of
twelve
hundred
francs
.
Though
she
was
ugly
,
as
dry
as
a
bone
,
her
face
with
as
many
pimples
as
the
spring
has
buds
,
Madame
Dubuc
had
no
lack
of
suitors
.
To
attain
her
ends
Madame
Bovary
had
to
oust
them
all
,
and
she
even
succeeded
in
very
cleverly
baffling
the
intrigues
of
a
port-butcher
backed
up
by
the
priests
.
Charles
had
seen
in
marriage
the
advent
of
an
easier
life
,
thinking
he
would
be
more
free
to
do
as
he
liked
with
himself
and
his
money
But
his
wife
was
master
;
he
had
to
say
this
and
not
say
that
in
company
,
to
fast
every
Friday
,
dress
as
she
liked
,
harass
at
her
bidding
those
patients
who
did
not
pay
.
She
opened
his
letter
,
watched
his
comings
and
goings
,
and
listened
at
the
partition-wall
when
women
came
to
consult
him
in
his
surgery
.
She
must
have
her
chocolate
every
morning
,
attentions
without
end
.
She
constantly
complained
of
her
nerves
,
her
chest
,
her
liver
.
The
noise
of
footsteps
made
her
ill
;
when
people
left
her
,
solitude
became
odious
to
her
;
if
they
came
back
,
it
was
doubtless
to
see
her
die
.
When
Charles
returned
in
the
evening
,
she
stretched
forth
two
long
thin
arms
from
beneath
the
sheets
,
put
them
round
his
neck
,
and
having
made
him
sit
down
on
the
edge
of
the
bed
,
began
to
talk
to
him
of
her
troubles
:
he
was
neglecting
her
,
he
loved
another
.
She
had
been
warned
she
would
be
unhappy
;
and
she
ended
by
asking
him
for
a
dose
of
medicine
and
a
little
more
love
.
One
night
towards
eleven
o'clock
they
were
awakened
by
the
noise
of
a
horse
pulling
up
outside
their
door
.
The
servant
opened
the
garret-window
and
parleyed
for
some
time
with
a
man
in
the
street
below
.
He
came
for
the
doctor
,
had
a
letter
for
him
.
Natasie
came
downstairs
shivering
and
undid
the
bars
and
bolts
one
after
the
other
.
The
man
left
his
horse
,
and
,
following
the
servant
,
suddenly
came
in
behind
her
.
He
pulled
out
from
his
wool
cap
with
grey
top-knots
a
letter
wrapped
up
in
a
rag
and
presented
it
gingerly
to
Charles
,
who
rested
on
his
elbow
on
the
pillow
to
read
it
.
Natasie
,
standing
near
the
bed
,
held
the
light
.
Madame
in
modesty
had
turned
to
the
wall
and
showed
only
her
back
.
