[Masterpiece Les Miserables] Paris Sparks

The carriage stopped.Corona woke up with a start.Cosette did not know when she had woken up first, and was no longer in her arms. She just sat beside her, wrapped in a blanket into a furry cocoon.Corona almost lost feeling in one of her legs. She bent over and stood up, and took two steps staggeringly. When she reached out to push the carriage door, Carton pulled the carriage door open from the outside.

"We went back to Montreuil?" Corona asked.She was a little unsteady when she jumped off the carriage, and Carton reached out to catch her: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Corona replied, taking Cosette along.She looked around and saw they were parked in front of the factory.It was already daylight, and the workers had all gone to work. "Have you been up all night?"

Carton didn't answer.

"You didn't sleep last night! No, you have to go to bed immediately after returning the carriage."

"What about Cosette?"

"Give me Cosette, I slept in the carriage. You return the carriage and go to sleep, and come back tonight. If I see you sooner, or let me know that you are not sleeping today, I will I won't talk to you anymore."

Carton caved.But by carrying the luggage, he pulled Corona aside, and whispered to her: "Don't take her to see Fantine directly."

This is something only a parent with a child would think of.Corona did not think of this, but when Caton reminded her, she also understood: "She will be heartbroken seeing Cosette like this."

Carton nodded.

Corona pursed her lips: "Okay, no problem."

"What are you going to do?" Carton asked.

"I will take her to see M. Madeleine first, and then we will discuss it. Don't worry."

How can Carton rest assured?Who among the parents in the world can trust their children?But he couldn't reach Corona, and finally left first.Coronne carried Cosette into the factory—she didn't have shoes yet, so she couldn't walk by herself.They met Sister Sanprise in the middle, and Corona quickly put her finger to her lips, and looked at her pleadingly.

"Please don't tell Fantine we are back," she whispered. "Will you take us to the mayor first?"

Aunt Simplice understood Cosette's little dark and thin face, the oversized cloak and socks that were almost falling off her body.She sighed pitifully. "Mr. Mayor is not here, but he said he will come in the afternoon. You come with me and find a place to put this child first."

"You see, Fantine must not be allowed to see her. She was so looking forward to her child, and told me a great deal that evening how lovely Cosette would be," said Coronne.

M. Madeleine nodded.Although Corona had already bought brand new clothes for Cosette in the afternoon: sweaters, sweaters, small skirts, small socks, small shawls, leather shoes, and headbands, all of which were worn by five-year-old children, after dressing up, Cosette Set's diminutive size is still noticeable.Not to mention that as long as you hold her hand and roll up her sleeves a little, you can see those chilblains and bruises.

Carton told the Dana family that it was all a bluff to ask them to wait for the court summons.Of course they all wanted the family to be punished, but not at the cost of Fantine's heartbreak. "But since the child has come, nothing can prevent her from seeing him. Is it possible to lie to her that the child has not yet arrived?" asked M. Madeleine.

"We're going to pick up the baby, she knows that. Unless my father and I avoid her too..."

The two fell silent together.Suddenly Corona's eyes lit up: "Yes, but Cosette is still sick!"

"Then there's nothing to stop a mother from taking care of a sick child—"

"However, Fantine is also sick!" Corona quickly added, "Cosette is recovering soon, but her body is still very weak. Cosette was also ill, so she had to get better before she could meet her daughter. On the other hand, Cosette had a disease and lost weight, so Fantine would not be too surprised to see her in the future. "

M. Madeleine was silent for a moment. "Let's do it like this," he said.

"Then you have to go with me to convince my sister." Corona smiled, "Do you have time tonight?"

Fantine passed the whole day in a state of restlessness.

She was plunged into great joy at one moment, and deep anxiety at another.She was convinced that Cosette would be well, and they had paid forty francs!She will be well, they will bring Cosette back soon, and she will see her daughter's rosy little face again, her beautiful and delicate hands, and her smile with the radiance of heaven.But she was afraid again after a while.Scarlet fever was a dangerous disease, and she was told that children would die from it.How was Cosette ill?Is she very ill?Is it hard?Would she have a fever, a rash, and cry and refuse to take her medicine?

She was so distraught that she barely slept through the night.When Mammy woke up in the morning, she was surprised to see her sitting and knitting.She was knitting a little woolen dress for Cosette.She wove almost non-stop through the night by the dim light of the candles, and then another morning.The nuns tried to persuade her to give up her sewing and rest for a while, but Fantine was restless when she was idle.She kept asking: "Have they come back? Have they written back? Will Cosette come back with them?"

It wasn't until noon when the doctor came and forced her to stay in bed that she slept for a while after taking the medicine.At night, she woke up again, and when she woke up, she saw Corona sitting on the bed, writing something on a piece of paper with a charcoal pencil.

She smiled and asked calmly: "Where is Cosette?"

When she asked this question, her confidence was so firm, and her expression was so joyful, it actually made Coronna's heart skip a beat.She was so convinced that since Corona came back, she must have brought her child back.Corona smiled and put down the pen. "We have brought Cosette back," she said, laughing, in a tone of sheer joy. A 14-year-old girl is still on the dividing line between a girl and a child, and a child who wants to deceive can be impeccable. "Sister, you don't have to worry! Her illness has recovered."

"Oh," she cried, "bring her to me!"

"That's not enough." Corona said with a smile, and sat down on her bedside. "Not yet! Cosette is recovering, but she's not fully recovered yet."

"Oh, then I want to see her even more! She must miss her mother very much. I want to sit on her bed and hold her."

At this moment, Monsieur Madeleine, informed by his mother that Fantine had woken up, came in too. "The doctor said, it's not enough. The problem is that Cosette's illness is not cured, and you are still sick. If you go to see Cosette and pass the disease to her, it will be dangerous. So , when your illness is cured, or Cosette's illness is cured, I can bring her to you to see."

"Oh, but I'm cured! I assure you, Monsieur Mayor, I'm cured! I want to see my child!"

"Whether or not you get well is at the discretion of the doctor," said M. Madeleine kindly. "It is not only for your sake, but also for the safety of Cosette. You must obey the doctor."

"I am obedient, I assure you, I will be obedient, I will listen to whatever you and the doctor say, you will never meet anyone who is more obedient than me. I know in my heart that I am already cured, but you are willing to let me wait I'll wait as long as I want, but I swear to you, it won't do me any harm if I just look at her. If you're afraid I'll infect her, I'll stand at the door of the room and look at her from afar. It's going to hurt her."

"If I had known earlier, my father and I would have waited for Cosette to recover from her illness in Montferond before picking her up." Corona complained with a smile, "Look at what you said, it seems that we stopped It’s as if I don’t want to see the child for you. Where is there? We came back in such a hurry, isn’t it just to see her sooner? But we worked hard, and you have to work hard too. You have to get better sooner.”

"As soon as you stop coughing, you can see your child," said M. Madeleine.

"I don't cough! You see, I'm all right," said Fantine hastily.She leaned obediently on the pillow, and turned her face to the two people beside the bed.

"But I heard from Mammy that you didn't sleep all night last night." Corona reproached softly,

"I will sleep well," Fantine assured at once.

M. Madeleine completed his task and withdrew.As mayor, he still has a lot of work to do.Fantine pulled Coronne and kept asking: "She didn't have to work hard all the way, did she? How is her illness? I heard that scarlet fever causes rashes. Does she get frequent rashes? Has she had a fever? She didn't cry." Have you? Poor little one! She must have forgotten me. Children have no memory. Like birds. See this today, see that tomorrow, and remember nothing. She was in Thenardier. How's the house going? Does the wool dress fit? They always give her a change of clothes, at least white?"

If Corona hadn't been a little girl herself, if she hadn't had scarlet fever herself, she really wouldn't be able to answer these many questions.But now, with a smile on her face, she answered each question so truthfully, as if she had seen it with her own eyes.In the middle of speaking, she leaned forward and brought to Fantine the piece of paper she had been scribbling on earlier.

Fantine thought it was a letter.She is illiterate, and when she sees someone holding a pen and paper, her first association is writing a letter.But it was a painting drawn with charcoal, black and white to outline the shape of the characters, as well as the vivid light and shadow.In the painting, Fantine is sleeping peacefully, her side face is peaceful and full of happiness.The picture was so resembling that Fantine recognized it at once. "Yeah, this is me!"

"I told you that I have been learning painting since elementary school for seven or eight years." Corona said, "If you are good, I will draw a picture of Cosette for you to see. In this way, you It's like meeting her."