“Heisjustcoming，“heanswered。
Andinfactthedoorofthepresbyterygrated；AbbeBournisienappeared；thechildren，pell-mell，fledintothechurch。
“Theseyoungscamps!“murmuredthepriest，“alwaysthesame!“
Then，pickingupacatechismallinragsthathehadstruckwithisfoot，“Theyrespectnothing!“ButassoonashecaughtsightofMadameBovary，“Excuseme，“hesaid；“Ididnotrecogniseyou。“
Hethrustthecatechismintohispocket，andstoppedshort，balancingtheheavyvestrykeybetweenhistwofingers。