Garden
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This bit of
garden
furnished them with vegetables, except potatoes of which they never had enough.
Maheu, when he left the
garden
at nightfall, at once fell into a chair with his head against the wall.
Only just as they now knew him he at last also knew them, as one knows the rascally magpies who become corrupted in the pear-trees in the
garden.
On this day Maheu went to smoke a pipe in the garden, and then came back to eat his bread and butter alone, while waiting.
In fact, behind the bar, in the little
garden
shut in by a hedge, Levaque was having a game of skittles with some mates.
The two good chairs had gone; Father Bonnemort and the children were squeezed together on an old mossy bench brought in from the
garden.
Everything was still asleep at Deneulin's; the old brick house stood mute and gloomy, with closed doors and windows, at the end of the large ill-kept
garden
which separated it from the Jean-Bart mine.
One of his captains was in the
garden.
They heard the noise of his boots vanishing over the frozen earth in the
garden.
While he was taking the shortest cut through the narrow paths of his kitchen garden, Deneulin was thinking of his compromised fortune, this Montsou denier, this million which he had realized, dreaming to multiply it tentold, and which was to-day running such great risks.
The estate seemed asleep, with its avenue of deserted limes, its kitchen
garden
and its orchard bared by the winter.
She was delaying, watching the bourgeois at their
garden
gates or the windows of their houses; and whenever she saw them, as she was not able to spit in their faces, she showed them what for her was the climax of contempt.
If any groups prevent you from returning to the road over there, you can stop behind the old pit, and we will return on foot through the little
garden
door, while you can put up the carriage and horses anywhere, in some inn outhouse."
They allowed them to enter the garden, mount the steps, and ring at the barricaded door, which was by no means opened in a hurry.
Négrel had carried out his idea, walking the hundred metres which separated them from the house, and knocking at the little door which led to the garden, near the common.
But the crowd was now pressing against the
garden
railings, and it was not easy to go out.
Beneath there was a shed, so placed that from the villa
garden
one could climb it from the palings; then it was easy to get on to the tiles up to the window.
When Charles, after bidding farewell to old Rouault, returned to the room before leaving, he found her standing, her forehead against the window, looking into the garden, where the bean props had been knocked down by the wind.
She spoke to him, too, of her mother, of the country, and even showed him the bed in the
garden
where, on the first Friday of every month, she gathered flowers to put on her mother's tomb.
The garden, longer than wide, ran between two mud walls with espaliered apricots, to a hawthorn hedge that separated it from the field.
In the middle was a slate sundial on a brick pedestal; four flower beds with eglantines surrounded symmetrically the more useful kitchen
garden
bed.
She took the shades off the candlesticks, had new wallpaper put up, the staircase repainted, and seats made in the
garden
round the sundial; she even inquired how she could get a basin with a jet fountain and fishes.
By moonlight in the
garden
she recited all the passionate rhymes she knew by heart, and, sighing, sang to him many melancholy adagios; but she found herself as calm after as before, and Charles seemed no more amorous and no more moved.
A gamekeeper, cured by the doctor of inflammation of the lungs, had given madame a little Italian greyhound; she took her out walking, for she went out sometimes in order to be alone for a moment, and not to see before her eyes the eternal
garden
and the dusty road.
The steward sent to Tostes to pay for the operation reported in the evening that he had seen some superb cherries in the doctor's little
garden.
Opposite rose a straight staircase, and on the left a gallery overlooking the
garden
led to the billiard room, through whose door one could hear the click of the ivory balls.
At the crash of the glass Madame Bovary turned her head and saw in the
garden
the faces of peasants pressed against the window looking in at them.
She walked about her little garden, up and down the same walks, stopping before the beds, before the espalier, before the plaster curate, looking with amazement at all these things of once-on-a-time that she knew so well.
On fine days she went down into the
garden.
Not a hair stood out from the regular line of fair whiskers, which, encircling his jaws, framed, after the fashion of a
garden
border, his long, wan face, whose eyes were small and the nose hooked.
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