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As
soon
as
he
recognised
Rodolphe
he
came
forward
quickly
,
and
smiling
amiably
,
said
--
"
What
!
Monsieur
Boulanger
,
you
are
deserting
us
?
"
Rodolphe
protested
that
he
was
just
coming
.
But
when
the
president
had
disappeared
--
"
Ma
foi
!
"
said
he
,
"
I
shall
not
go
.
Your
company
is
better
than
his
.
"
And
while
poking
fun
at
the
show
,
Rodolphe
,
to
move
about
more
easily
,
showed
the
gendarme
his
blue
card
,
and
even
stopped
now
and
then
in
front
of
some
fine
beast
,
which
Madame
Bovary
did
not
at
all
admire
.
He
noticed
this
,
and
began
jeering
at
the
Yonville
ladies
and
their
dresses
;
then
he
apologised
for
the
negligence
of
his
own
.
He
had
that
incongruity
of
common
and
elegant
in
which
the
habitually
vulgar
think
they
see
the
revelation
of
an
eccentric
existence
,
of
the
perturbations
of
sentiment
,
the
tyrannies
of
art
,
and
always
a
certain
contempt
for
social
conventions
,
that
seduces
or
exasperates
them
.
Thus
his
cambric
shirt
with
plaited
cuffs
was
blown
out
by
the
wind
in
the
opening
of
his
waistcoat
of
grey
ticking
,
and
his
broad-striped
trousers
disclosed
at
the
ankle
nankeen
boots
with
patent
leather
gaiters
.
These
were
so
polished
that
they
reflected
the
grass
.
He
trampled
on
horses
's
dung
with
them
,
one
hand
in
the
pocket
of
his
jacket
and
his
straw
hat
on
one
side
.
"
Besides
,
"
added
he
,
"
when
one
lives
in
the
country
--
"
"
It
's
waste
of
time
,
"
said
Emma
.
"
That
is
true
,
"
replied
Rodolphe
.
"
To
think
that
not
one
of
these
people
is
capable
of
understanding
even
the
cut
of
a
coat
!
"
