madame bovary(包法利夫人)-第50章

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the　theatre　together　with　five　or　six　masks；　debardeuses*　and
sailors；　Leon's　comrades；　who　were　talking　about　having　supper。
*　People　dressed　as　longshoremen。

The　neighbouring　cafes　were　full。　They　caught　sight　of　one　on　the
harbour；　a　very　indifferent　restaurant；　whose　proprietor　showed
them　to　a　little　room　on　the　fourth　floor。
The　men　were　whispering　in　a　corner；　no　doubt　consorting　about
expenses。　There　were　a　clerk；　two　medical　students；　and　a
shopmanwhat　company　for　her！　As　to　the　women；　Emma　soon
perceived　from　the　tone　of　their　voices　that　they　must　almost
belong　to　the　lowest　class。　Then　she　was　frightened；　pushed　back
her　chair；　and　cast　down　her　eyes。
The　others　began　to　eat；　she　ate　nothing。　Her　head　was　on　fire；
her　eyes　smarted；　and　her　skin　was　ice…cold。　In　her　head　she
seemed　to　feel　the　floor　of　the　ball…room　rebounding　again
beneath　the　rhythmical　pulsation　of　the　thousands　of　dancing
feet。　And　now　the　smell　of　the　punch；　the　smoke　of　the　cigars；
made　her　giddy。　She　fainted；　and　they　carried　her　to　the　window。
Day　was　breaking；　and　a　great　stain　of　purple　colour　broadened
out　in　the　pale　horizon　over　the　St。　Catherine　hills。　The　livid
river　was　shivering　in　the　wind；　there　was　no　one　on　the　bridges；
the　street　lamps　were　going　out。
She　revived；　and　began　thinking　of　Berthe　asleep　yonder　in　the
servant's　room。　Then　a　cart　filled　with　long　strips　of　iron
passed　by；　and　made　a　deafening　metallic　vibration　against　the
walls　of　the　houses。
She　slipped　away　suddenly；　threw　off　her　costume；　told　Leon　she
must　get　back；　and　at　last　was　alone　at　the　Hotel　de　Boulogne。
Everything；　even　herself；　was　now　unbearable　to　her。　She　wished
that；　taking　wing　like　a　bird；　she　could　fly　somewhere；　far　away
to　regions　of　purity；　and　there　grow　young　again。
She　went　out；　crossed　the　Boulevard；　the　Place　Cauchoise；　and　the
Faubourg；　as　far　as　an　open　street　that　overlooked　some　gardens。
She　walked　rapidly；　the　fresh　air　calming　her；　and；　little　by
little；　the　faces　of　the　crowd；　the　masks；　the　quadrilles；　the
lights；　the　supper；　those　women；　all　disappeared　like　mists
fading　away。　Then；　reaching　the　〃Croix…Rouge；〃　she　threw　herself
on　the　bed　in　her　little　room　on　the　second　floor；　where　there
were　pictures　of　the　〃Tour　de　Nesle。〃　At　four　o'clock　Hivert
awoke　her。
When　she　got　home；　Felicite　showed　her　behind　the　clock　a　grey
paper。　She　read
〃In　virtue　of　the　seizure　in　execution　of　a　judgment。〃
What　judgment？　As　a　matter　of　fact；　the　evening　before　another
paper　had　been　brought　that　she　had　not　yet　seen；　and　she　was
stunned　by　these　words
〃By　order　of　the　king；　law；　and　justice；　to　Madame　Bovary。〃　Then；
skipping　several　lines；　she　read；　〃Within　twenty…four　hours；
without　fail〃　But　what？　〃To　pay　the　sum　of　eight　thousand
francs。〃　And　there　was　even　at　the　bottom；　〃She　will　be
constrained　thereto　by　every　form　of　law；　and　notably　by　a　writ
of　distraint　on　her　furniture　and　effects。〃
What　was　to　be　done？　In　twenty…four　hourstomorrow。　Lheureux；
she　thought；　wanted　to　frighten　her　again；　for　she　saw　through
all　his　devices；　the　object　of　his　kindnesses。　What　reassured　her
was　the　very　magnitude　of　the　sum。
However；　by　dint　of　buying　and　not　paying；　of　borrowing；　signing
bills；　and　renewing　these　bills　that　grew　at　each　new　falling…in；
she　had　ended　by　preparing　a　capital　for　Monsieur　Lheureux　which
he　was　impatiently　awaiting　for　his　speculations。
She　presented　herself　at　his　place　with　an　offhand　air。
〃You　know　what　has　happened　to　me？　No　doubt　it's　a　joke！〃
〃How　so？〃
He　turned　away　slowly；　and；　folding　his　arms；　said　to　her
〃My　good　lady；　did　you　think　I　should　go　on　to　all　eternity　being
your　purveyor　and　banker；　for　the　love　of　God？　Now　be　just。　I
must　get　back　what　I've　laid　out。　Now　be　just。〃
She　cried　out　against　the　debt。
〃Ah！　so　much　the　worse。　The　court　has　admitted　it。　There's　a
judgment。　It's　been　notified　to　you。　Besides；　it　isn't　my　fault。
It's　Vincart's。〃
〃Could　you　not？〃
〃Oh；　nothing　whatever。〃
〃But　still；　now　talk　it　over。〃
And　she　began　beating　about　the　bush；　she　had　known　nothing　about
it；　it　was　a　surprise。
〃Whose　fault　is　that？〃　said　Lheureux；　bowing　ironically。　〃While
I'm　slaving　like　a　nigger；　you　go　gallivanting　about。〃
〃Ah！　no　lecturing。〃
〃It　never　does　any　harm；〃　he　replied。
She　turned　coward；　she　implored　him；　she　even　pressed　her　pretty
white　and　slender　hand　against　the　shopkeeper's　knee。
〃There；　that'll　do！　Anyone'd　think　you　wanted　to　seduce　me！〃
〃You　are　a　wretch！〃　she　cried。
〃Oh；　oh！　go　it！　go　it！〃
〃I　will　show　you　up。　I　shall　tell　my　husband。〃
〃All　right！　I　too。　I'll　show　your　husband　something。〃
And　Lheureux　drew　from　his　strong　box　the　receipt　for　eighteen
hundred　francs　that　she　had　given　him　when　Vincart　had　discounted
the　bills。
〃Do　you　think；〃　he　added；　〃that　he'll　not　understand　your　little
theft；　the　poor　dear　man？〃
She　collapsed；　more　overcome　than　if　felled　by　the　blow　of　a
pole…axe。　He　was　walking　up　and　down　from　the　window　to　the
bureau；　repeating　all　the　while
〃Ah！　I'll　show　him！　I'll　show　him！〃　Then　he　approached　her；　and
in　a　soft　voice　said
〃It　isn't　pleasant；　I　know；　but；　after　all；　no　bones　are　broken；
and；　since　that　is　the　only　way　that　is　left　for　you　paying　back
my　money〃
〃But　where　am　I　to　get　any？〃　said　Emma；　wringing　her　hands。
〃Bah！　when　one　has　friends　like　you！〃
And　he　looked　at　her　in　so　keen；　so　terrible　a　fashion；　that　she
shuddered　to　her　very　heart。
〃I　promise　you；〃　she　said；　〃to　sign〃
〃I've　enough　of　your　signatures。〃
〃I　will　sell　something。〃
〃Get　along！〃　he　said；　shrugging　his　shoulders；　〃you've　not　got
anything。〃
And　he　called　through　the　peep…hole　that　looked　down　into　the
shop
〃Annette；　don't　forget　the　three　coupons　of　No。　14。〃
The　servant　appeared。　Emma　understood；　and　asked　how　much　money
would　be　wanted　to　put　a　stop　to　the　proceedings。
〃It　is　too　late。〃
〃But　if　I　brought　you　several　thousand　francsa　quarter　of　the
suma　thirdperhaps　the　whole？〃
〃No；　it's　no　use！〃
And　he　pushed　her　gently　towards　the　staircase。
〃I　implore　you；　Monsieur　Lheureux；　just　a　few　days　more！〃　She　was
sobbing。
〃There！　tears　now！〃
〃You　are　driving　me　to　despair！〃
〃What　do　I　care？〃　said　he；　shutting　the　door。

Chapter　Seven
She　was　stoical　the　next　day　when　Maitre　Hareng；　the　bailiff；
with　two　assistants；　presented　himself　at　her　house　to　draw　up
the　inventory　for　the　distraint。
They　began　with　Bovary's　consulting…room；　and　did　not　write　down
the　phrenological　head；　which　was　considered　an　〃instrument　of
his　profession〃；　but　in　the　kitchen　they　counted　the　plates；　the
saucepans；　the　chairs；　the　candlesticks；　and　in　the　bedroom　all
the　nick…nacks　on　the　whatnot。　They　examined　her　dresses；　the
linen；　the　dressing…room；　and　her　whole　existence　to　its　most
intimate　details；　was；　like　a　corpse　on　whom　a　post…mortem　is
made；　outspread　before　the　eyes　of　these　three　men。
Maitre　Hareng；　buttoned　up　in　his　thin　black　coat；　wearing　a
white　choker　and　very　tight　foot…straps；　repeated　from　time　to
time〃Allow　me；　madame。　You　allow　me？〃　Often　he　uttered
exclamations。　〃Charming！　very　pretty。〃　Then　he　began　writing
again；　dipping　his　pen　into　the　horn　inkstand　in　his　left　hand。
When　they　had　done　with　the　rooms　they　went　up　to　the　attic。　She
kept　a　desk　there　in　which　Rodolphe's　letters　were　locked。　It　had
to　be　opened。
〃Ah！　a　correspondence；〃　said　Maitre　Hareng；　with　a　discreet
smile。　〃But　allow　me；　for　I　must　make　sure　the　box　contains
nothing　else。〃　And　he　tipped　up　the　papers　lightly；　as　if　to
shake　out　napoleons。　Then　she　grew　angered　to　see　this　coarse
hand；　with　fingers　red　and　pulpy　like　slugs；　touching　these　pages
against　which　her　heart　had　beaten。
They　went　at　last。　Felicite　came　back。　Emma　had　sent　her　out　to
watch　for　Bovary　in　order　to　keep　him　off；　and　they　hurriedly
installed　the　man　in　possession　under　the　roof；　where　he　swore　he
would　remain。
During　the　evening　Charles　seemed　to　her　careworn。　Emma　watched
him　with　a　look　of　anguish；　fancying　she　saw　an　accusation　in
every　line　of　his　face。　Then；　when　her　eyes　wandered　over　the
chimney…piece　ornamented　with　Chinese　screens；　over　the　large
curtains；　the　armchairs；　all　those　things；　in　a　word；　that　had；
softened　the　bitterness　of　her　life；　remorse　seized　her　or　rather
an　immense　regret；　that；　far　from　crushing；　irritated　her
passion。　Charles　placidly　poked　the　fire；　both　his　feet　on　the
fire…dogs。
Once　the　man；　no　doubt　bored　in　his　hiding…place；　made　a　slight
noise。
〃Is　anyone　walking　upstairs？〃　said　Charles。
〃No；〃　she　replied；　〃it　is　a　window　that　has　been　left　open；　and
is　rattling　in　the　wind。〃
The　next　day；　Sunday；　she　went　to　Rouen　to　call　on　all　the
brokers　whose　names　she　knew。　They　were　at　their　country…places
or　on　journeys。　She　was　not　discouraged；　and　those　whom　she　did
manage　to　see　she　asked　for　money；　declaring　she　must　have　some；
and　that　she　would　pay　it　back。　Some　laughed　in　her　face；　all
refused。
At　two　o'clock　she　hurried　to　Leon；　and　knocked　at　the　door。　No
one　answered。　At　length　he　appeared。
〃What　brings　you　here？〃
〃Do　I　disturb　you？〃
〃No；　but〃　And　he　admitted　that　his　landlord　didn't　like　his
having　〃women〃　there。
〃I　must　speak　to　you；〃　she　went　on。
Then　he　took　down　the　key；　but　she　stopped　him。
〃No；　no！　Down　there；　in　our　home！〃
And　they　went　to　their　room　at　the　Hotel　de　Boulogne。
On　arriving　she　drank　off　a　large　glass　of　water。　She　was　very
pale。　She　said　to　him
〃Leon；　you　will　do　me　a　service？〃
And；　shaking　him　by　both　hands　that　she　grasped　tightly；　she
added
〃Listen；　I　want　eight　thousand　francs。〃
〃But　you　are　mad！〃
〃Not　yet。〃
And　thereupon；　telling　him　the　story　of　the　distraint；　she
explained　her　distress　to　him；　for　Charles　knew　nothing　of　it；
her　mother…in…law　detested　her；　old　Rouault　could　do　nothing；　but
he；　Leon；　he　would　set　about　finding　this　indispensable　sum。
〃How　on　earth　can　I？〃
〃What　a　coward　you　are！〃　she　cried。
Then　he　said　stupidly；　〃You　are　exaggerating　the　difficulty。
Perhaps；　with　a　thousand　crowns　or　so　the　fellow　could　be
stopped。〃
All　the　greater　reason　to　try　and　do　something；　it　was　impossible
that　they　could　not　find　three　thousand　francs。　Besides；　Leon；
could　be　security　instead　of　her。
〃Go；　try；　try！　I　will　love　you　so！〃
He　went　out；　and　came　back　at　the　end　of　an　hour；　saying；　with
solemn　face
〃I　have　been　to　three　people　with　no　success。〃
Then　they　remained　sitting　face　to　face　at　the　two　chimney
corners；　motionless；　in　silence。　Emma　shrugged　her　shoulders　as
she　stamped　her　feet。　He　heard　her　murmuring
〃If　I　were　in　your　place　_I_　should　soon　get　some。〃
〃But　where？〃
〃At　your　office。〃　And　she　looked　at　him。
An　infernal　boldness　looked　out　from　her　burning　eyes；　and　their
lids　drew　close　together　with　a　lascivious　and　encouraging　look；
so　that　the　young　man　felt　himself　growing　weak　beneath　the　mute
will　of　this　woman　who　was　urging　him　to　a　crime。　Then　he　was
afraid；　and　to　avoid　any　explanation　he　smote　his　forehead；
crying
〃Morel　is　to　come　back　to…night；　he　will　not　refuse　me；　I　hope〃
（this　was　one　of　his　friends；　the　son　of　a　very　rich　merchant）；
〃and　I　will　bring　it　you　to…morrow；〃　he　added。
Emma　did　not　seem　to　welcome　this　hope　with　all　the　joy　he　had
expected。　Did