Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 8

           AssoonasherecognisedRodolphehecameforwardquickly,andsmilingamiably,said

           "What!MonsieurBoulanger,youaredesertingus?"

           Rodolpheprotestedthathewasjustcoming.Butwhenthepresidenthaddisappeared

           "Mafoi!"saidhe,"Ishallnotgo.Yourcompanyisbetterthanhis."

           Andwhilepokingfunattheshow,Rodolphe,tomoveaboutmoreeasily,showedthegendarmehisbluecard,andevenstoppednowandtheninfrontofsomefinebeast,whichMadameBovarydidnotatalladmire.Henoticedthis,andbeganjeeringattheYonvilleladiesandtheirdresses;thenheapologisedforthenegligenceofhisown.Hehadthatincongruityofcommonandelegantinwhichthehabituallyvulgarthinktheyseetherevelationofaneccentricexistence,oftheperturbationsofsentiment,thetyranniesofart,andalwaysacertaincontemptforsocialconventions,thatseducesorexasperatesthem.Thushiscambricshirtwithplaitedcuffswasblownoutbythewindintheopeningofhiswaistcoatofgreyticking,andhisbroad-stripedtrousersdisclosedattheanklenankeenbootswithpatentleathergaiters.

           Theseweresopolishedthattheyreflectedthegrass.Hetrampledonhorses’sdungwiththem,onehandinthepocketofhisjacketandhisstrawhatononeside.

           "Besides,"addedhe,"whenonelivesinthecountry"

           "It’swasteoftime,"saidEmma.

           "Thatistrue,"repliedRodolphe.

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