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Bouvard and Pécuchet, part 2 A Tragi-comic Novel of Bougeois Life, vol. X
Bouvard and Pécuchet
A TRAGI-COMIC NOVEL OF
BOURGEOIS LIFE
BY
GUSTAVE FLAUBERT
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VOLUME X.
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SIMON P. MAGEE
PUBLISHER
CHICAGO, ILL.
Copyright, 1904, by
M. WALTER DUNNE
Entered at Stationers’ Hall, London
CONTENTS
BOUVARD AND PÉCUCHET |
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CHAPTER | IX. |
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SONS OF THE CHURCH | ||
CHAPTER | X. | |
LESSONS IN ART AND SCIENCE | ||
CONFERENCE | ||
[EXTRACT FROM A PLAN FOUND AMONGST GUSTAVE FLAUBERT’S PAPERS INDICATING THE CONCLUSION OF THE WORK.] | ||
THE DANCE OF DEATH | ||
RABELAIS | ||
PREFACE TO THE LAST SONGS (Posthumous Poems) OF LOUIS BOUILHET | ||
LETTER TO THE MUNICIPALITY OF ROUEN | ||
SELECTED CORRESPONDENCE | ||
INTIMATE REMEMBRANCES OF GUSTAVE FLAUBERT | ||
CORRESPONDENCE |
ILLUSTRATIONS
FACING |
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“THEN, HAPLY, FAITHFUL ONE, WEARY AS I, THOU FINALLY SHALT SEEK SOME PRECIPICE FROM WHICH TO CAST THYSELF.” (See page 6, The Dance of Death) | |
BOUVARD AND PÉCUCHET |
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BOUVARD AND PÉCUCHET CARRIED THEM OFF | |
THE DANCE OF DEATH |
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NERO: YET, I AM LOTH TO DIE DEATH: DIE, THEN! |
BOUVARD AND PÉCUCHET (CONTINUED.)
CHAPTER IX.
Sons of the Church.
MARCEL reappeared next day at three o’clock, his face green, his eyes bloodshot, a lump on his forehead, his breeches torn, his breath tainted with a strong smell of brandy, and his person covered with dirt.
He had been, according to an annual custom of his, six leagues away at Iqueville to enjoy a midnight repast with a friend; and, stuttering more than ever, crying, wishing to beat himself,