Eponine licked her lips. "We used to have roast meat sometimes when I was a child you know, Madame? Sometimes some beef-meat, but that was rare. Sometimes Papa had a pig to roast. But not often. I liked it though. It is a taste you never forget, is it? I used to think of it always when I was hungry. I could smell it so, sometimes, that it truly felt real when I ate it."

She plopped herself down, a little distance from Ruby, so she stood at least an inkling of a chance should Ruby be acting.