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and expose the diseased parts to the smoke of juniper ber-
ries.’
The sight of the well-known objects that defiled before
her eyes gradually diverted Emma from her present trouble.
An intolerable fatigue overwhelmed her, and she reached
her home stupefied, discouraged, almost asleep.
‘Come what may come!’ she said to herself. ‘And then,
who knows? Why, at any moment could not some extraor-
dinary event occur? Lheureux even might die!’
At nine o’clock in the morning she was awakened by the
sound of voices in the Place. There was a crowd round the
market reading a large bill fixed to one of the posts, and
she saw Justin, who was climbing on to a stone and tearing
down the bill. But at this moment the rural guard seized
him by the collar. Monsieur Homais came out of his shop,
and Mere Lefrangois, in the midst of the crowd, seemed to
be perorating.
‘Madame! madame!’ cried Felicite, running in, ‘it’s
abominable!’
And the poor girl, deeply moved, handed her a yellow
paper that she had just torn off the door. Emma read with a
glance that all her furniture was for sale.
Then they looked at one another silently. The servant and
mistress had no secret one from the other. At last Felicite
sighed—
‘If I were you, madame, I should go to Monsieur Guil-
laumin.’
‘Do you think—‘
And this question meant to say—

Madame Bovary