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people left her, solitude became odious to her; if they came
back, it was doubtless to see her die. When Charles returned
in the evening, she stretched forth two long thin arms from
beneath the sheets, put them round his neck, and having
made him sit down on the edge of the bed, began to talk to
him of her troubles: he was neglecting her, he loved another.
She had been warned she would be unhappy; and she ended
by asking him for a dose of medicine and a little more love.

1 Madame Bovary