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The
drum
beat
,
the
howitzer
thundered
,
and
the
gentlemen
one
by
one
mounted
the
platform
,
where
they
sat
down
in
red
utrecht
velvet
arm-chairs
that
had
been
lent
by
Madame
Tuvache
.
All
these
people
looked
alike
.
Their
fair
flabby
faces
,
somewhat
tanned
by
the
sun
,
were
the
colour
of
sweet
cider
,
and
their
puffy
whiskers
emerged
from
stiff
collars
,
kept
up
by
white
cravats
with
broad
bows
.
All
the
waist-coats
were
of
velvet
,
double-breasted
;
all
the
watches
had
,
at
the
end
of
a
long
ribbon
,
an
oval
cornelian
seal
;
everyone
rested
his
two
hands
on
his
thighs
,
carefully
stretching
the
stride
of
their
trousers
,
whose
unsponged
glossy
cloth
shone
more
brilliantly
than
the
leather
of
their
heavy
boots
.
The
ladies
of
the
company
stood
at
the
back
under
the
vestibule
between
the
pillars
while
the
common
herd
was
opposite
,
standing
up
or
sitting
on
chairs
.
As
a
matter
of
fact
,
Lestiboudois
had
brought
thither
all
those
that
he
had
moved
from
the
field
,
and
he
even
kept
running
back
every
minute
to
fetch
others
from
the
church
.
He
caused
such
confusion
with
this
piece
of
business
that
one
had
great
difficulty
in
getting
to
the
small
steps
of
the
platform
.
"
I
think
,
"
said
Monsieur
Lheureux
to
the
chemist
,
who
was
passing
to
his
place
,
"
that
they
ought
to
have
put
up
two
Venetian
masts
with
something
rather
severe
and
rich
for
ornaments
;
it
would
have
been
a
very
pretty
effect
.
"
"
To
be
sure
,
"
replied
Homais
;
"
but
what
can
you
expect
?
The
mayor
took
everything
on
his
own
shoulders
.
He
has
n't
much
taste
.
Poor
Tuvache
!
and
he
is
even
completely
destitute
of
what
is
called
the
genius
of
art
.
"
Rodolphe
,
meanwhile
,
with
Madame
Bovary
,
had
gone
up
to
the
first
floor
of
the
town
hall
,
to
the
"
council-room
,
"
and
,
as
it
was
empty
,
he
declared
that
they
could
enjoy
the
sight
there
more
comfortably
.
He
fetched
three
stools
from
the
round
table
under
the
bust
of
the
monarch
,
and
having
carried
them
to
one
of
the
windows
,
they
sat
down
by
each
other
.
There
was
commotion
on
the
platform
,
long
whisperings
,
much
parleying
.
At
last
the
councillor
got
up
.
They
knew
now
that
his
name
was
Lieuvain
,
and
in
the
crowd
the
name
was
passed
from
one
to
the
other
.
After
he
had
collated
a
few
pages
,
and
bent
over
them
to
see
better
,
he
began
--
"
Gentlemen
!
May
I
be
permitted
first
of
all
(
before
addressing
you
on
the
object
of
our
meeting
to-day
,
and
this
sentiment
will
,
I
am
sure
,
be
shared
by
you
all
)
,
may
I
be
permitted
,
I
say
,
to
pay
a
tribute
to
the
higher
administration
,
to
the
government
to
the
monarch
,
gentle
men
,
our
sovereign
,
to
that
beloved
king
,
to
whom
no
branch
of
public
or
private
prosperity
is
a
matter
of
indifference
,
and
who
directs
with
a
hand
at
once
so
firm
and
wise
the
chariot
of
the
state
amid
the
incessant
perils
of
a
stormy
sea
,
knowing
,
moreover
,
how
to
make
peace
respected
as
well
as
war
,
industry
,
commerce
,
agriculture
,
and
the
fine
arts
?
"
"
I
ought
,
"
said
Rodolphe
,
"
to
get
back
a
little
further
.
"
