[Masterpiece Les Miserables] Paris Sparks

People say that Caton's sudden departure this time has completely changed Corona.

"Go wild!" Miss Pross, who was old but still aggressive, knocked on the table and said angrily, "I don't listen to discipline! Oh, how can there be such an ungrateful and undisciplined child! Didn’t learn any of the virtues of my lovely lady and little lady, stole money from the family, and thought about running away all day, just wait, when she comes back at night, I want her to look good!"

In fact, these words were just words. Miss Pross spoke fiercely, but she loved Corona in her heart.Corona also understands this, and every time she listens to her lectures, she just curls her lips quietly, pretending to be obedient and bowing her head to listen to the lectures, and then still go her own way.Old Dr. Manette and Miss Pross couldn't control her, neither could the soft and gentle Lucy and little Lucy; as for little Sidney, he went away to study--so nobody could Live in Corona.

However, the facts are not as bad as Miss Pross described, and the changes in Corona did not happen overnight.This sudden accident - for a child, it may be considered an "accident" - did have a great impact on her, but it did not add a new character to her.Caton and Darnay's departure just gave her more space and more reason to fully reveal her wild and unruly nature.

Two conversations overheard that night formed a vague but indelible impression in Corona's mind: Ramona might be her mother.What they were going to look for was something related to her biological mother, but they couldn't bring her with them!Coronna trusted Caton and the Darney family so much that she had no other doubts. From her point of view, things were obvious: they didn't want to tell her, maybe they were afraid that she would be unbearable; they didn't want to take her, maybe it was Worrying that she couldn't bear the hardships of the journey.In short, her ability is not enough.

However, they first forbid her to learn this and that on the grounds of a lady's standard, and then reject her because of her lack of ability. Isn't this very unreasonable and unfair?Why do people set limits first and then blame the consequences of the limits themselves?

Corona felt absurd and unfair.From this day on, she decided to demand herself by the boy's standard.Now that Carton and Dane left, all the time she used to study language and mathematics was freed up, but she was still missing during these times, and no one knew what she was doing when she ran out by herself.One day, when little Lucy came to take her home for dinner, she was almost horrified to find that Corona's cape of blond hair was gone, now reaching only to her ears.

"Where's your hair?" she exclaimed.

"Cut." Corona shrugged.

"cut?!!"

"So I can pretend to be a boy."

"God, why are you dressing up as a boy?"

"That way I can learn horseback riding and fencing."

Poor little Lucy almost passed out.In her wildest imagination she never imagined that Corona would cut her hair and learn horse riding and fencing.It never occurred to her that any woman would do that!

"—But," she finally said weakly, thanks to her extraordinary composure, "but you're a girl, Corona."

"Girls have two legs like boys, and they can walk and run. I don't understand why I can't learn to ride a horse?"

The rest will never know exactly how Corona convinced her fencing and horsemanship teachers.Only then did they think that maybe they should control her from getting the money from the family, but it was too late.Caton was unguarded against Corona, who always knew where the family's cash was kept.After Caton left, she secretly took part of the money away immediately. She spent a lot of time investigating and persuading, and secretly bought men's clothes suitable for her.Fortunately, her figure has not developed yet, so she barely looks like a thin and beautiful young master in men's clothes.

Lucy's hair was turning gray, and Miss Pross looked down upon seeing her, both angry and distressed.Corona was not indifferent to this.She did all this with guilt, uneasiness, and even a sense of guilt. She had no intention of causing trouble to Dr. Manette's family, but she knew in her heart that this would inevitably lead to it; she cared about their opinions, but she knew that she was afraid No one, including Caton, would support her choice.The family wanted her to be an elegant virgin like Lucy and little Lucy, and her choice was different from that of the family; the society wanted women to live in peace, and her views were not allowed by the society.She was backed by only one belief: I had done nothing wrong.I shouldn't be denied the right to go after my mother just because I'm a girl.

With her wit, bravery, and stoicism, and, indispensable, with the love and pampering of the Manettes, Corona learned to ride a horse, to fencing, and to care for bruises, scrapes, and even bruises. Minor fracture.Spring came and went, and half a year later, when Caton stepped into the house again with new white hair, he was greeted by a girl who had grown two inches tall, with slightly dark skin, blond hair just draped to her shoulders, and a bright smile.Carton stood hesitantly at the door, almost daring not to recognize him, but Corona smiled and walked towards him quickly: "Father, you are finally back! My God, you don't send more letters back! I've been worried You, I miss you. Where are you and Mr Darnay?"

Carton and Darnay go to Digne.

Digne is the capital of the Lower Alpes department in southern France.This is a small city, not rich, and has no specialties.If there is one thing in this city that the local residents can be proud of, it is their Bishop Bienvenu.His full name is Charles França Bienvenu Mirière, and he is a respectable old man.This year, he was 77 years old, and he still insisted on riding a donkey to inspect his parish every year. Where donkeys cannot pass, he can walk.The bishop had a salary of fifteen thousand francs a year, plus a visit allowance of three thousand francs, while he and the two old ladies lived on fifteen hundred francs a year, and gave the rest to donations.The two old women, one his sister, the other the old maid who attended to them, lived in the small house where the hospital had been, but gave the hospital the spacious bishop's mansion.That was a true saint.

These are what Caton and Darne inquired along the way.The closer they got to the Lower Alps, the more detailed the stories they heard, and the higher their opinion of the bishop.It is almost inconceivable that, entering the province, one should never hear a single bad word about Bishop Myrière.This should have been a good thing, but Carton felt uneasy about it and became more and more worried.After all, the more venerable the bishop is, the less likely he is to lie in what he wrote in the letter, but even so, he still has a glimmer of hope, knowing that many cunning people can use deception to gain good reputation, And even the truly wise make mistakes.It may not be right to expect the former, but he vaguely hopes for the latter.

They arrived in Digne in early October [-]. After being guided by the locals, they went to the bishop's house. It was a narrow and humble house with only one floor. The door opened in response.

"Come in, gentlemen!" said a kind voice from within, and the bishop came out to meet them.After the two parties took off their hats and saluted and shook hands, the bishop warmly invited them into the room and sat down.

"You haven't asked us why we are here." Dane said with some surprise.

"Then, what is the purpose of the two visits?" Bishop Bienvenu asked with a smile.

"I'm Sidney Carton." Carton said, taking out a letter from his pocket, "Perhaps you still remember that you wrote me a letter about half a month ago."

"Ah! I remember," said the Bishop, with a deep sigh. "You have come to..."

"I'd like to hear a more detailed story."

"Of course, of course," said the Bishop.Meanwhile the old maid served them tea in stoneware cups. "Please don't dislike the crude utensils here."

"As a diocesan, don't you even own a piece of silver?" Darnay asked in amazement.

"I just gave it away."

Dane was a little surprised, but didn't ask, "Then, please talk about Ramona."

None of the three moved the steaming teacup in front of them.

"Two years ago, the diocese transferred Sister Rosa, who was a nun at Montreuil, where she took care of the orphanage, and after being transferred here, she is still in charge of the abbey. This summer she was ill, She was bedridden at the end of August, and the doctor said she was about to be called by God. As the bishop of the region, I went to her bedside, listened to her confession, and prayed and blessed her soul.

On that hospital bed, Sister Rosa told me that she had devoted her whole life to serving God, but there was only one thing she was ashamed of, and that was that she once took a child from a girl named Ramona. . "

"I know you wrote about this in your letter." Carton interrupted, "but please allow me to confirm again: Isn't that child born in 1806 and adopted by me as Corona?"

"No, no," said the Bishop. "Ten years ago, Ramona had a child."

Carton's face turned pale.The Bishop looked at him with concern, but Carton gestured for him to continue.

"It happened in 1796. Aunt Rosa was always the first to get up. One winter morning, when she went to open the gate of the orphanage, she saw a group of people huddled in the doorway, shivering in the cold. Maiden. The girl, with a baby girl in her arms, knelt down when the door opened, and begged the Mammy to take the child as an orphan.

"According to the regulations, this kind of situation is absolutely not allowed. The mother is very embarrassed. But the girl begged bitterly, saying that the child still has a chance to live in the orphanage. If she follows her, she will definitely not be able to support this daughter. Sister Rosa finally showed mercy, took the child from the girl, and asked her name. The girl first said it was Ramona, but suddenly changed her words, "No, I am no longer Ramona." Na, you can call me Maureen.'

'Did you name your child? ' asked Sister Rosa.

"Her name is Fantine," said the girl. '"

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