In this way she managed to get his consent to her going to town once a week to see her lover.
After only a month she was indeed found to have made considerable progress.
IT was on Thursdays that she went into Rouen. On these occasions, she got up and dressed quietly so as not to wake Charles who might have made some comment about the time.
She would pace to and fro, stopping in front of the windows and looking down into the square. The early day would be filtering between the pillars of the market-hall, and in the pale light of dawn the capital letters which adorned the front of the chemist's shop (where all the shutters were closed) could be plainly seen.
When the clock marked a quarter-past seven, she would walk across to the Golden Lion. Artémise yawned as she unbolted the front-door and raked up the hot embers from under the ashes for her visitor's benefit. There was no one in the kitchen but Emma. From time to time she went out into the street. Hivert was harnessing the horses in leisurely fashion, listening the while to Madame Lefrançois who, with her night-capped head projecting from an upper window, was giving him a number of instructions and explanations which would have completely confused anybody else. Emma tapped with her foot on the flagstones of the yard. At last, having drunk a bowl of soup, he put on his driving coat, lit his pipe, grasped his whip, and took his seat on the box without any sign of hurry.
The Swallow started off at a hand-trot. In the course of the first quarter of a mile it made a succession of stops for the purpose of picking up passengers who were waiting at their garden gates. Those who had booked their places the night before kept it waiting. Some were still in bed. Hivert called to them by name, swore loudly, and finally, dismounting from his box, thundered on the panels of the door. The wind blew through the cracked screens of the diligence. At last, however, the four benches had their full complement, the vehicle rumbled off, and the long line of apple-trees slid slowly past. The road, flanked by ditches filled with yellow water, dwindled away to the distant horizon.