lark_in_flight: Cosette in a black dress with white trim, only the lower half of her face visible (daughter of the convent)
Cosette Fauchelevent ([personal profile] lark_in_flight) wrote 2014-05-05 05:17 am (UTC)

It's Cosette's turn to be silent for a few steps.

"I thought it was a dream," she says at last.

Now she's even less sure what to think, how to feel.

"I was glad -- so glad! I still am. I never thought it possible. I only knew she had died. I never thought I would see her before Heaven."

She had only the faintest image of her mother in her heart, constructed more from stories and wishes than any memory: a dim, warm, enfolding maternal presence, all affection and light, perhaps hair and eyes like Cosette's own, no clear image of a face. Now she has a name, Fantine, and the clear memory of a young woman's face tear-streaked and smiling.

She was missing teeth. She was thin and worn. Her father called her mademoiselle, she called him monsieur.

She was Cosette's mother, and she wept for joy to see her.

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