"Yes, you see, it's quite different for you, father." She's laughing a little as she says this, though she's utterly earnest.
This isn't a social division it's ever occurred to her to protest. She doesn't wish that she were a man or a priest or even that she had their freedoms; she likes being herself, and with all her reading of future years, she hasn't really thought in any deep way about the limits of women (bourgeois or otherwise) in her society. A lady can't do this or that, that's just how it is.
"A holy father, why, who could think to bar his way? The Church has business with every soul, every soul has business with God. It's different for someone else. But I am sorry you're worrying so about him. If I do hear from him I'll try to bring you word. And, you know, Mme Bar passes notes, she's the kindest of souls. Perhaps you could leave word for M. Javert yourself, or a gift of your own, if you like? It's Christmas, he's of your flock. Perhaps he'd like that."
Re: Meet and Greet
"Yes, you see, it's quite different for you, father." She's laughing a little as she says this, though she's utterly earnest.
This isn't a social division it's ever occurred to her to protest. She doesn't wish that she were a man or a priest or even that she had their freedoms; she likes being herself, and with all her reading of future years, she hasn't really thought in any deep way about the limits of women (bourgeois or otherwise) in her society. A lady can't do this or that, that's just how it is.
"A holy father, why, who could think to bar his way? The Church has business with every soul, every soul has business with God. It's different for someone else. But I am sorry you're worrying so about him. If I do hear from him I'll try to bring you word. And, you know, Mme Bar passes notes, she's the kindest of souls. Perhaps you could leave word for M. Javert yourself, or a gift of your own, if you like? It's Christmas, he's of your flock. Perhaps he'd like that."
Javert is kind of a grinch, Cosette.