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Автор: Gustave Flaubert
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      BORGO PRESS BOOKS BY GASTON BATY

      Madame Bovary

      COPYRIGHT INFORMATION

      Copyright © 2010, 2012 by Frank J. Morlock

      Published by Wildside Press LLC

      www.wildsidebooks.com

      DEDICATION

      For Doctor Inger Rosner,

       for saving my kidney,

       and probably my life—

       with sincere gratitude

      CAST OF CHARACTERS

      Homais

      Madame Lefrançois

      Hippolyte

      Binet

      Abbé Bournisien

      Léon

      Serving Girl

      Lheureux

      Charles Bovary

      Félicité

      Emma Bovary

      Madame Homais

      Justin

      The Beauties

      Madame Caron

      Rodolphe

      Gérard

      ACT I, SCENE 1

      The Inn of the Golden Lion at Yonville L’Abbaye. An evening in March 1840.

      The owner, Madame Lefrançois, comes and goes, bustling about. Mr. Homais warms his back standing before the large fireplace. Homais is all dressed in black, with green slippers and a velour bonnet with a gold tassel.

      MADAME LEFRANÇOIS

      Polyte! Polyte! Bring the twigs. Stop what you are doing, and bring up the brandy. Hurry up!

      HIPPOLYTE

      (from a distance) It’s coming.

      MADAME LEFRANÇOIS

      If I only knew what dessert to offer the company you are expecting.

      (Voices of two men singing in the adjoining room)

      VOICES

      So long as one can do it, toodaloo.

      We will dance, falala.

      So long as one can do it

      We will drink,

      Sing,

      And love

      Young wenches

      So long as we can do it, toodaloooo.

      We will dance, falalaaa.

      MADAME LEFRANÇOIS

      Good Heavens! There they are starting their racket all over.

      HOMAIS

      You entertain guests who do not breed melancholy. I heard them from my laboratory.

      MADAME LEFRANÇOIS

      The wagon drivers who brought the belongings of your physician. Imagine, Mr. Homais, that since then they’ve drunk eight pots of cider and had fifteen games of billiards.

      VOICE

      Double or nothing.

      ANOTHER VOICE

      Four-ball—corner pocket!

      (Noise of billiard balls hitting each other. Applause.)

      MADAME LEFRANÇOIS

      Why, they’re going to tear up my billiard table.

      HOMAIS

      Maybe that will get you to buy a new billiard table.

      MADAME LEFRANÇOIS

      A new billiard table!

      HOMAIS

      You must keep up with the times, Madame Lefrançois. Amateurs want straight pockets on the billiard table. And they have the idea, for example, of setting up a patriotic tournament for Poland, or the victims of the flood in Lyon.

      MADAME LEFRANÇOIS

      But it’s so useful for me to arrange my wash! And in the hunting season I put up as many as six travelers!

      HIPPOLYTE (enters with faggots on his shoulders; he limps)

      Here’s the brushwood.

      MADAME LEFRANÇOIS

      Put it on the kitchen fire.

      VOICE

      Seven!

      ANOTHER VOICE

      How many did you say?

      FIRST VOICE

      Seven. Let’s see. Double strike and two balls.

      SECOND VOICE

      Seven.

      HIPPOLYTE

      I’m going to pull the wire.

      HOMAIS

      It’s idle for you to say, Madame Lefrançois, that the infirmity with which this poor lad is afflicted doesn’t trouble him in the exercise of his profession.

      MADAME LEFRANÇOIS

      It doesn’t prevent him from running after girls.

      HOMAIS

      Not to mention his hideous limp, accompanied by a disgraceful balance in the lumbar region, is a thing that may keep travelers who are particularly squeamish from the Golden Lion.

      MADAME LEFRANÇOIS

      Do you truly think that, Mr. Homais? (six o’clock strikes on the large clock)

      Six o’clock and the Swallow hasn’t arrived yet. So long as Hivert hasn’t broken a wheel, the way he did last month on the side of Bois-Guillame!

      HOMAIS

      Are you delaying your gentlemen’s dinner by waiting for him?

      MADAME LEFRANÇOIS

      And what would Mr. Binet say! He has no equal for punctuality! And with that he’s squeamish over nothing and difficult with cider. He sometimes comes at 7:30 and barely looks at what he eats.

      HOMAIS

      There’s lots of difference between a notary clerk who received some education and an old rifleman become a tutor

      (The clock chimes six times again. Binet enters: Prussian Blue coat falling straight around his body, grey pants, a leather cap on the top of his head held in place by cords.)

      BINET

      Servant.

      MADAME LEFRANÇOIS

      Good evening, Mr. Binet. Would you like me to set your place here?

      BINET

      No—as usual.

      MADAME LEFRANÇOIS

      There are some salesmen installed in the billiard room.

      BINET

      That’s your business. Make them decamp.

      MADAME LEFRANÇOIS

      Fine. I’ll go see.

      BINET

      Hold on! Cook that trout for me.

      MADAME LEFRANÇOIS

      Where’d you catch it?

      BINET

      In the Rieule. Near the mills.

      (Madame