Eponine had already begun stepping forward before Tom had finished speaking , relieved that she had convinced him. But as he finished talking, she spun back, looking in horror at Molotov.

"No. No, Tom! Mr - oh no, don't"

She tried to get behind Tom, and use him, almost as a human shield . She couldn't let Molotov get her , not after last time , not after how painful it had been , and humiliating, and all the rest. And she knew Molotov would be furious now.

"Please - Mr Tom - Cassidy - please don't let her hurt me - Molotov, please!"