OntheeveningwhentheBovarysweretoarriveatYonville，WidowLefrancois，thelandladyofthisinn，wassoverybusythatshesweatedgreatdropsasshemovedhersaucepans。To-morrowwasmarket-day。Themeathadtobecutbeforehand，thefowlsdrawn，thesoupandcoffeemade。Moreover，shehadtheboarders’mealtoseeto，andthatofthedoctor，hiswife，andtheirservant；thebilliard-roomwasechoingwithburstsoflaughter；threemillersinasmallparlourwerecallingforbrandy；thewoodwasblazing，thebrazenpanwashissing，andonthelongkitchentable，amidthequartersofrawmutton，rosepilesofplatesthatrattledwiththeshakingoftheblockonwhichspinachwasbeingchopped。
>Fromthepoultry-yardwasheardthescreamingofthefowlswhomtheservantwaschasinginordertowringtheirnecks。
Amanslightlymarkedwithsmall-pox，ingreenleatherslippers，andwearingavelvetcapwithagoldtassel，waswarminghisbackatthechimney。Hisfaceexpressednothingbutself-satisfaction，andheappearedtotakelifeascalmlyasthegoldfinchsuspendedoverhisheadinitswickercage：thiswasthechemist。
“Artemise!“shoutedthelandlady，“chopsomewood，fillthewaterbottles，bringsomebrandy，looksharp!IfonlyIknewwhatdesserttooffertheguestsyouareexpecting!Goodheavens!
Thosefurniture-moversarebeginningtheirracketinthebilliard-roomagain；andtheirvanhasbeenleftbeforethefrontdoor!The’Hirondelle’mightrunintoitwhenitdrawsup。CallPolyteandtellhimtoputitup。Onlythink，MonsieurHomais，thatsincemorningtheyhavehadaboutfifteengames，anddrunkeightjarsofcider!Why，they’lltearmyclothforme，“shewenton，lookingatthemfromadistance，herstrainerinherhand。