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He
would
lead
an
artist
's
life
there
!
He
would
take
lessons
on
the
guitar
!
He
would
have
a
dressing-gown
,
a
Basque
cap
,
blue
velvet
slippers
!
He
even
already
was
admiring
two
crossed
foils
over
his
chimney-piece
,
with
a
death
's
head
on
the
guitar
above
them
.
The
difficulty
was
the
consent
of
his
mother
;
nothing
,
however
,
seemed
more
reasonable
.
Even
his
employer
advised
him
to
go
to
some
other
chambers
where
he
could
advance
more
rapidly
.
Taking
a
middle
course
,
then
,
Leon
looked
for
some
place
as
second
clerk
at
Rouen
;
found
none
,
and
at
last
wrote
his
mother
a
long
letter
full
of
details
,
in
which
he
set
forth
the
reasons
for
going
to
live
at
Paris
immediately
.
She
consented
.
He
did
not
hurry
.
Every
day
for
a
month
Hivert
carried
boxes
,
valises
,
parcels
for
him
from
Yonville
to
Rouen
and
from
Rouen
to
Yonville
;
and
when
Leon
had
packed
up
his
wardrobe
,
had
his
three
arm-chairs
restuffed
,
bought
a
stock
of
neckties
,
in
a
word
,
had
made
more
preparations
than
for
a
voyage
around
the
world
,
he
put
it
off
from
week
to
week
,
until
he
received
a
second
letter
from
his
mother
urging
him
to
leave
,
since
he
wanted
to
pass
his
examination
before
the
vacation
.
When
the
moment
for
the
farewells
had
come
,
Madame
Homais
wept
,
Justin
sobbed
;
Homais
,
as
a
man
of
nerve
,
concealed
his
emotion
;
he
wished
to
carry
his
friend
's
overcoat
himself
as
far
as
the
gate
of
the
notary
,
who
was
taking
Leon
to
Rouen
in
his
carriage
.
The
latter
had
just
time
to
bid
farewell
to
Monsieur
Bovary
.
When
he
reached
the
head
of
the
stairs
,
he
stopped
,
he
was
so
out
of
breath
.
As
he
came
in
,
Madame
Bovary
arose
hurriedly
.
"
It
is
I
again
!
"
said
Leon
.
"
I
was
sure
of
it
!
"
She
bit
her
lips
,
and
a
rush
of
blood
flowing
under
her
skin
made
her
red
from
the
roots
of
her
hair
to
the
top
of
her
collar
.
She
remained
standing
,
leaning
with
her
shoulder
against
the
wainscot
.
