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Why
?
Monsieur
Homais
suspected
some
"
young
man
's
affair
"
at
the
bottom
of
it
,
an
intrigue
.
But
he
was
mistaken
.
Leon
was
after
no
love-making
.
He
was
sadder
than
ever
,
as
Madame
Lefrancois
saw
from
the
amount
of
food
he
left
on
his
plate
.
To
find
out
more
about
it
she
questioned
the
tax-collector
.
Binet
answered
roughly
that
he
"
was
n't
paid
by
the
police
.
"
All
the
same
,
his
companion
seemed
very
strange
to
him
,
for
Leon
often
threw
himself
back
in
his
chair
,
and
stretching
out
his
arms
.
Complained
vaguely
of
life
.
"
It
's
because
you
do
n't
take
enough
recreation
,
"
said
the
collector
.
"
What
recreation
?
"
"
If
I
were
you
I
'd
have
a
lathe
.
"
"
But
I
do
n't
know
how
to
turn
,
"
answered
the
clerk
.
"
Ah
!
that
's
true
,
"
said
the
other
,
rubbing
his
chin
with
an
air
of
mingled
contempt
and
satisfaction
.
Leon
was
weary
of
loving
without
any
result
;
moreover
he
was
beginning
to
feel
that
depression
caused
by
the
repetition
of
the
same
kind
of
life
,
when
no
interest
inspires
and
no
hope
sustains
it
.
He
was
so
bored
with
Yonville
and
its
inhabitants
,
that
the
sight
of
certain
persons
,
of
certain
houses
,
irritated
him
beyond
endurance
;
and
the
chemist
,
good
fellow
though
he
was
,
was
becoming
absolutely
unbearable
to
him
.
Yet
the
prospect
of
a
new
condition
of
life
frightened
as
much
as
it
seduced
him
.
This
apprehension
soon
changed
into
impatience
,
and
then
Paris
from
afar
sounded
its
fanfare
of
masked
balls
with
the
laugh
of
grisettes
.
As
he
was
to
finish
reading
there
,
why
not
set
out
at
once
?
What
prevented
him
?
And
he
began
making
home-preparations
;
he
arranged
his
occupations
beforehand
.
He
furnished
in
his
head
an
apartment
.
