"Nothing much. Only my wife was a little moved this afternoon. You know

women--a nothing upsets them, especially my wife. And we should be

wrong to object to that, since their nervous organization is much more

malleable than ours."

"Poor Leon!" said Charles. "How will he live at Paris? Will he get used

to it?"

Madame Bovary sighed.

"Get along!" said the chemist, smacking his lips. "The outings at

restaurants, the masked balls, the champagne--all that'll be jolly

enough, I assure you."

"I don't think he'll go wrong," objected Bovary.

"Nor do I," said Monsieur Homais quickly; "although he'll have to do

like the rest for fear of passing for a Jesuit. And you don't know what

a life those dogs lead in the Latin quarter with actresses. Besides,

students are thought a great deal of in Paris. Provided they have a few

accomplishments, they are received in the best society; there are even

ladies of the Faubourg Saint-Germain who fall in love with them, which

subsequently furnishes them opportunities for making very good matches."

"But," said the doctor, "I fear for him that down there--"

"You are right," interrupted the chemist; "that is the reverse of the

medal. And one is constantly obliged to keep one's hand in one's pocket

there. Thus, we will suppose you are in a public garden. An individual

presents himself, well dressed, even wearing an order, and whom one

would take for a diplomatist. He approaches you, he insinuates himself;

offers you a pinch of snuff, or picks up your hat. Then you become more

intimate; he takes you to a cafe, invites you to his country-house,

introduces you, between two drinks, to all sorts of people; and

three-fourths of the time it's only to plunder your watch or lead you

into some pernicious step.

"That is true," said Charles; "but I was thinking especially of

illnesses--of typhoid fever, for example, that attacks students from the

provinces."

Emma shuddered.

"Because of the change of regimen," continued the chemist, "and of the

perturbation that results therefrom in the whole system. And then the

water at Paris, don't you know! The dishes at restaurants, all the

spiced food, end by heating the blood, and are not worth, whatever

people may say of them, a good soup. For my own part, I have always

preferred plain living; it is more healthy. So when I was studying

pharmacy at Rouen, I boarded in a boarding house; I dined with the

professors."




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