It's not often anyone finds Eponine remotely impressive. Her grin lights up her dull eyes.

"You ain't funning me, are you? You truly think it is good enough to learn?"

She claps her hands in sheer pleasure. "Well, I can teach, but on a real target, no, for if you are caught at home, you will go to Les Madelonnettes or the other, and I swear, you will wish you hadn't. It is worse than the castle at Thorne, honest. Perhaps you will practice on me, or Nadine or Susan until you are good?"