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She
asked
herself
if
by
some
other
chance
combination
it
would
have
not
been
possible
to
meet
another
man
;
and
she
tried
to
imagine
what
would
have
been
these
unrealised
events
,
this
different
life
,
this
unknown
husband
.
All
,
surely
,
could
not
be
like
this
one
.
He
might
have
been
handsome
,
witty
,
distinguished
,
attractive
,
such
as
,
no
doubt
,
her
old
companions
of
the
convent
had
married
.
What
were
they
doing
now
?
In
town
,
with
the
noise
of
the
streets
,
the
buzz
of
the
theatres
and
the
lights
of
the
ballroom
,
they
were
living
lives
where
the
heart
expands
,
the
senses
bourgeon
out
.
But
she
--
her
life
was
cold
as
a
garret
whose
dormer
window
looks
on
the
north
,
and
ennui
,
the
silent
spider
,
was
weaving
its
web
in
the
darkness
in
every
corner
of
her
heart
.
She
recalled
the
prize
days
,
when
she
mounted
the
platform
to
receive
her
little
crowns
,
with
her
hair
in
long
plaits
.
In
her
white
frock
and
open
prunella
shoes
she
had
a
pretty
way
,
and
when
she
went
back
to
her
seat
,
the
gentlemen
bent
over
her
to
congratulate
her
;
the
courtyard
was
full
of
carriages
;
farewells
were
called
to
her
through
their
windows
;
the
music
master
with
his
violin
case
bowed
in
passing
by
.
How
far
all
of
this
!
How
far
away
!
She
called
Djali
,
took
her
between
her
knees
,
and
smoothed
the
long
delicate
head
,
saying
,
"
Come
,
kiss
mistress
;
you
have
no
troubles
.
"
Then
noting
the
melancholy
face
of
the
graceful
animal
,
who
yawned
slowly
,
she
softened
,
and
comparing
her
to
herself
,
spoke
to
her
aloud
as
to
somebody
in
trouble
whom
one
is
consoling
.
Occasionally
there
came
gusts
of
winds
,
breezes
from
the
sea
rolling
in
one
sweep
over
the
whole
plateau
of
the
Caux
country
,
which
brought
even
to
these
fields
a
salt
freshness
.
The
rushes
,
close
to
the
ground
,
whistled
;
the
branches
trembled
in
a
swift
rustling
,
while
their
summits
,
ceaselessly
swaying
,
kept
up
a
deep
murmur
.
Emma
drew
her
shawl
round
her
shoulders
and
rose
.
In
the
avenue
a
green
light
dimmed
by
the
leaves
lit
up
the
short
moss
that
crackled
softly
beneath
her
feet
.
The
sun
was
setting
;
the
sky
showed
red
between
the
branches
,
and
the
trunks
of
the
trees
,
uniform
,
and
planted
in
a
straight
line
,
seemed
a
brown
colonnade
standing
out
against
a
background
of
gold
.
A
fear
took
hold
of
her
;
she
called
Djali
,
and
hurriedly
returned
to
Tostes
by
the
high
road
,
threw
herself
into
an
armchair
,
and
for
the
rest
of
the
evening
did
not
speak
.
But
towards
the
end
of
September
something
extraordinary
fell
upon
her
life
;
she
was
invited
by
the
Marquis
d'Andervilliers
to
Vaubyessard
.
Secretary
of
State
under
the
Restoration
,
the
Marquis
,
anxious
to
re-enter
political
life
,
set
about
preparing
for
his
candidature
to
the
Chamber
of
Deputies
long
beforehand
.
In
the
winter
he
distributed
a
great
deal
of
wood
,
and
in
the
Conseil
General
always
enthusiastically
demanded
new
roads
for
his
arrondissement
.
During
the
dog-days
he
had
suffered
from
an
abscess
,
which
Charles
had
cured
as
if
by
miracle
by
giving
a
timely
little
touch
with
the
lancet
.
The
steward
sent
to
Tostes
to
pay
for
the
operation
reported
in
the
evening
that
he
had
seen
some
superb
cherries
in
the
doctor
's
little
garden
.
Now
cherry
trees
did
not
thrive
at
Vaubyessard
;
the
Marquis
asked
Bovary
for
some
slips
;
made
it
his
business
to
thank
his
personally
;
saw
Emma
;
thought
she
had
a
pretty
figure
,
and
that
she
did
not
bow
like
a
peasant
;
so
that
he
did
not
think
he
was
going
beyond
the
bounds
of
condescension
,
nor
,
on
the
other
hand
,
making
a
mistake
,
in
inviting
the
young
couple
On
Wednesday
at
three
o'clock
,
Monsieur
and
Madame
Bovary
,
seated
in
their
dog-cart
,
set
out
for
Vaubyessard
,
with
a
great
trunk
strapped
on
behind
and
a
bonnet-box
in
front
of
the
apron
.
Besides
these
Charles
held
a
bandbox
between
his
knees
.
