"Ah, mais oui, Madame. Ma chambre etait a Paris. Ce n'etait pas agreable. Parlez-vous francais, Madame?"
Her French comes out rapidly, lifting her hoarse voice a little. "What is a study group? Are you a student?"
She looked in open admiration at Mona. She was the first female student Eponine had ever seen. She must be clever. But Eponine was clever too - she knew a lot - just differently to Mona.
"Sand?" She had never seen it before. Never been out of Paris with it's mud and cold and rain and snow. Unless Montfermiel counted? But that was just the same. "It is a strange thing, Madame. It moves beneath my feet. But no - there is no shelter - Madame, we must walk. Do you mind?"
She began to walk - struggle- again. She tugged self consciously at the hem of her dress.
"I do not like it, Madame. It is very short - and now hot. What is 2004?" She didn't comment on Mona's outfit. It was very short and very tight and not at all decent. Eponine didn't know where to look.
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Her French comes out rapidly, lifting her hoarse voice a little. "What is a study group? Are you a student?"
She looked in open admiration at Mona. She was the first female student Eponine had ever seen. She must be clever. But Eponine was clever too - she knew a lot - just differently to Mona.
"Sand?" She had never seen it before. Never been out of Paris with it's mud and cold and rain and snow. Unless Montfermiel counted? But that was just the same. "It is a strange thing, Madame. It moves beneath my feet. But no - there is no shelter - Madame, we must walk. Do you mind?"
She began to walk - struggle- again. She tugged self consciously at the hem of her dress.
"I do not like it, Madame. It is very short - and now hot. What is 2004?" She didn't comment on Mona's outfit. It was very short and very tight and not at all decent. Eponine didn't know where to look.