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farouche_bravoureFantine has found the Library.
It's a bewildering place, for her, even a terrifying one. But she's found a nice quiet table with sunlight, and she sits with one of those small black boxes and the things on her ears, and she is listening to a lady with a soothing voice teaching her how to read better, and to write.
She's following along in a book, looking at the words with a frown. Some of these she already knows, but most she doesn't. It's very difficult, but there's time here, and she doesn't want to be ignorant and helpless. So she persists.
Still, after she's been doing it for a few hours, she takes off the ear-things and looks out the window, letting her gaze drift over the landscape.
It's a bewildering place, for her, even a terrifying one. But she's found a nice quiet table with sunlight, and she sits with one of those small black boxes and the things on her ears, and she is listening to a lady with a soothing voice teaching her how to read better, and to write.
She's following along in a book, looking at the words with a frown. Some of these she already knows, but most she doesn't. It's very difficult, but there's time here, and she doesn't want to be ignorant and helpless. So she persists.
Still, after she's been doing it for a few hours, she takes off the ear-things and looks out the window, letting her gaze drift over the landscape.
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Date: 2016-03-18 09:23 pm (UTC)"I 'll talk to her, too, if I see her--but you'll likely see her sooner, and there are surely things she'd rather discuss with you. Ah, and there's this--" he takes out his sketchbook and writes down three names, reading them off as he does so--respectable women's names, all of them.
"This is I don't mind being on paper. There's nothing very political about these ladies; they have their political ideas, but they could say hello to any officer without worrying. They're just respectable women, married, or widowed, with nice respectable friends, not a touch of scandal about them--but they weren't born Respectable, you understand, and they're understanding about new friends who don't have family names with titles in front going back before the Revolution. If Cosette wants to broaden her circles a little, she could arrange to visit them; tell them she heard of them through a friend from Lyon. They won't pry." And sometimes someone who won't pry is all a person wants for a while.
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Date: 2016-03-27 03:37 am (UTC)She takes the paper from Bahorel. "Thank you."