Госпожа Бовари

Chapter 11

           Oneday,however,hesatdownbeforeit,turnedthekey,andpressedthespring.AllLeon’sletterswerethere.Therecouldbenodoubtthistime.Hedevouredthemtotheverylast,ransackedeverycorner,allthefurniture,allthedrawers,behindthewalls,sobbing,cryingaloud,distraught,mad.Hefoundaboxandbrokeitopenwithakick.Rodolphe’sportraitflewfullinhisfaceinthemidstoftheoverturnedlove-letters.

           Peoplewonderedathisdespondency.Heneverwentout,sawnoone,refusedeventovisithispatients.Thentheysaid"heshuthimselfuptodrink."

           Sometimes,however,somecuriouspersonclimbedontothegardenhedge,andsawwithamazementthislong-bearded,shabbilyclothed,wildman,whoweptaloudashewalkedupanddown.

           Intheeveninginsummerhetookhislittlegirlwithhimandledhertothecemetery.Theycamebackatnightfall,whentheonlylightleftinthePlacewasthatinBinet’swindow.

           Thevoluptuousnessofhisgriefwas,however,incomplete,forhehadnoonenearhimtoshareit,andhepaidvisitstoMadameLefrancoistobeabletospeakofher.

           Butthelandladyonlylistenedwithhalfanear,havingtroubleslikehimself.ForLheureuxhadatlastestablishedthe"FavoritesduCommerce,"andHivert,whoenjoyedagreatreputationfordoingerrands,insistedonariseofwages,andwasthreateningtogoover"totheoppositionshop."

           OnedaywhenhehadgonetothemarketatArgueiltosellhishorsehislastresourcehemetRodolphe.

           Theybothturnedpalewhentheycaughtsightofoneanother.

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