The chapter opens with a soliloquy by Madame Bovary, in which she laments the fact that she has been unable to find happiness in her life. She laments that she cannot find a husband who will love her as much as she does. She also laments her inability to find love in the world of men, who are only interested in money and power. She feels that she is the only one who still believes in the goodness of the world.
The chapter opens with a soliloquy by Madame Bovary, in which she laments the fact that she has been unable to find happiness in her life. She laments that she cannot find a husband who will love her as much as she does. She also laments her inability to find love in the world of men, who are only interested in money and power. She feels that she is the only one who still believes in the goodness of the world.