Nor I, Ma - My Lady. I thought when he realised it was me, he would just leave me to die. I deserve it. In France, if it were known, it'd be the guillotine or prison for life - his Grandpapa is very rich. He would not let me go free. I have seen him - and Marius pretends to be poor and lives near us - but he is not, you know.

[She's blabbering again, but it stops her from crying. Warsman's hand on hers comforts her though, and Eponine looks up at him gratefully.]

M'sieur, you especially have a funny image of me. I am not really as kind or as good as you think I am; I do not quite know how you think it of me.

[Eponine laughs] Why, I even thieved your purse and still you like me. But I am - I lied to Marius. I lied to make him fight at the barricade. I WANTED him to die - but then... when it came to it, I couldn't let him be hurt in front of me. I wanted to die first.I took his letter from Cosette. I thought it was where I found my NV - but here, I had found it was that video and not Cosette's writing. So now, even if I went back, I could not give it to him. Madame - I think you over-estimate me. I cannot give it. And now he will die too. Not even 'too', for I am alive.