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So Charles returned once more to this question of the piano。 Emma
replied bitterly that it would be better to sell it。 This poor
piano； that had given her vanity so much satisfactionto see it
go was to Bovary like the indefinable suicide of a part of
herself。
〃If you liked；〃 he said； 〃a lesson from time to time； that
wouldn't after all be very ruinous。〃
〃But lessons；〃 she replied； 〃are only of use when followed up。〃
And thus it was she set about obtaining her husband's permission
to go to town once a week to see her lover。 At the end of a month
she was even considered to have made considerable progress。
Chapter Five
She went on Thursdays。 She got up and dressed silently； in order
not to awaken Charles； who would have made remarks about her
getting ready too early。 Next she walked up and down； went to the
windows； and looked out at the Place。 The early dawn was
broadening between the pillars of the market； and the chemist's
shop； with the shutters still up； showed in the pale light of the
dawn the large letters of his signboard。
When the clock pointed to a quarter past seven； she went off to
the 〃Lion d'Or；〃 whose door Artemise opened yawning。 The girl
then made up the coals covered by the cinders； and Emma remained
alone in the kitchen。 Now and again she went out。 Hivert was
leisurely harnessing his horses； listening； moreover； to Mere
Lefrancois； who； passing her head and nightcap through a grating；
was charging him with commissions and giving him explanations
that would have confused anyone else。 Emma kept beating the soles
of her boots against the pavement of the yard。
At last； when he had eaten his soup； put on his cloak； lighted
his pipe； and grasped his whip； he calmly installed himself on
his seat。
The 〃Hirondelle〃 started at a slow trot； and for about a mile
stopped here and there to pick up passengers who waited for it；
standing at the border of the road； in front of their yard gates。
Those who had secured seats the evening before kept it waiting；
some even were still in bed in their houses。 Hivert called；
shouted； swore； then he got down from his seat and went and
knocked loudly at the doors。 The wind blew through the cracked
windows。
The four seats； however； filled up。 The carriage rolled off； rows
of apple…trees followed one upon another； and the road between
its two long ditches； full of yellow water； rose； constantly
narrowing towards the horizon。
Emma knew it from end to end； she knew that after a meadow there
was a sign…post； next an elm； a barn； or the hut of a lime…kiln
tender。 Sometimes even； in the hope of getting some surprise； she
shut her eyes； but she never lost the clear perception of the
distance to be traversed。
At last the brick houses began to follow one another more
closely； the earth resounded beneath the wheels； the 〃Hirondelle〃
glided between the gardens； where through an opening one saw
statues； a periwinkle plant； clipped yews； and a swing。 Then on a
sudden the town appeared。 Sloping down like an amphitheatre； and
drowned in the fog； it widened out beyond the bridges confusedly。
Then the open country spread away with a monotonous movement till
it touched in the distance the vague line of the pale sky。 Seen
thus from above； the whole landscape looked immovable as a
picture； the anchored ships were massed in one corner； the river
curved round the foot of the green hills； and the isles； oblique
in shape； lay on the water； like large； motionless； black fishes。
The factory chimneys belched forth immense brown fumes that were
blown away at the top。 One heard the rumbling of the foundries；
together with the clear chimes of the churches that stood out in
the mist。 The leafless trees on the boulevards made violet
thickets in the midst of the houses； and the roofs； all shining
with the rain； threw back unequal reflections； according to the
height of the quarters in which they were。 Sometimes a gust of
wind drove the clouds towards the Saint Catherine hills； like
aerial waves that broke silently against a cliff。
A giddiness seemed to her to detach itself from this mass of
existence； and her heart swelled as if the hundred and twenty
thousand souls that palpitated there had all at once sent into it
the vapour of the passions she fancied theirs。 Her love grew in
the presence of this vastness； and expanded with tumult to the
vague murmurings that rose towards her。 She poured it out upon
the square； on the walks； on the streets； and the old Norman city
outspread before her eyes as an enormous capital； as a Babylon
into which she was entering。 She leant with both hands against
the window； drinking in the breeze； the three horses galloped；
the stones grated in the mud； the diligence rocked； and Hivert；
from afar； hailed the carts on the road； while the bourgeois who
had spent the night at the Guillaume woods came quietly down the
hill in their little family carriages。
They stopped at the barrier； Emma undid her overshoes； put on
other gloves； rearranged her shawl； and some twenty paces farther
she got down from the 〃Hirondelle。〃
The town was then awakening。 Shop…boys in caps were cleaning up
the shop…fronts； and women with baskets against their hips； at
intervals uttered sonorous cries at the corners of streets。 She
walked with downcast eyes； close to the walls； and smiling with
pleasure under her lowered black veil。
For fear of being seen； she did not usually take the most direct
road。 She plunged into dark alleys； and； all perspiring； reached
the bottom of the Rue Nationale； near the fountain that stands
there。 It； is the quarter for theatres； public…houses； and
whores。 Often a cart would pass near her； bearing some shaking
scenery。 Waiters in aprons were sprinkling sand on the flagstones
between green shrubs。 It all smelt of absinthe； cigars； and
oysters。
She turned down a street； she recognised him by his curling hair
that escaped from beneath his hat。
Leon walked along the pavement。 She followed him to the hotel。 He
went up； opened the door； enteredWhat an embrace！
Then； after the kisses； the words gushed forth。 They told each
other the sorrows of the week； the presentiments； the anxiety for
the letters； but now everything was forgotten； they gazed into
each other's faces with voluptuous laughs； and tender names。
The bed was large； of mahogany； in the shape of a boat。 The
curtains were in red levantine； that hung from the ceiling and
bulged out too much towards the bell…shaped bedside； and nothing
in the world was so lovely as her brown head and white skin
standing out against this purple colour； when； with a movement of
shame； she crossed her bare arms； hiding her face in her hands。
The warm room； with its discreet carpet； its gay ornaments； and
its calm light； seemed made for the intimacies of passion。 The
curtain…rods； ending in arrows； their brass pegs； and the great
balls of the fire…dogs shone suddenly when the sun came in。 On
the chimney between the candelabra there were two of those pink
shells in which one hears the murmur of the sea if one holds them
to the ear。
How they loved that dear room； so full of gaiety； despite its
rather faded splendour！ They always found the furniture