"Is it how London is?" Eponine acknowledges it with a rueful chuckle. "I dreamed of it, you know? I didn't think as bad as Paris, and if I could go without my Pa and that? Well... you know?"
She shrugs awkwardly, before looking up in awe at her surroundings. "It reminds me of a church, you know? A place I ought not to be really." But she wants a bath and a dress and shoes so she carries on with a hurry after Nancy.
"Yes, my feet are small. I used to wear my Pa's boots sometimes, but there is no bottom and they are so big that they make it hard to run. I hate them, truly. I'd have slung 'em in the Seine for all the good they were, but he shoulda slung me after, so I thought, no. Stay dry today, 'Ponine, or you shall wake a statue in the morning."
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She shrugs awkwardly, before looking up in awe at her surroundings.
"It reminds me of a church, you know? A place I ought not to be really." But she wants a bath and a dress and shoes so she carries on with a hurry after Nancy.
"Yes, my feet are small. I used to wear my Pa's boots sometimes, but there is no bottom and they are so big that they make it hard to run. I hate them, truly. I'd have slung 'em in the Seine for all the good they were, but he shoulda slung me after, so I thought, no. Stay dry today, 'Ponine, or you shall wake a statue in the morning."