Eponine shakes her head. "That weren't the deal." She doesn't like charity, though she's not too proud to take it from the rich either. But Susan isn't rich. They're one together, thieves together now too. And if she gets caught, then she can tell on Susan too if they have half each.
"Here -"
She pulls her tunic hard: the coarse fabric has little give, and begins to tear. It's not enough though, and Eponine ends up looking at their feet for a sharp stone to pierce the material enough to allow her to tear a square free. Her prison uniform's ruined, but Eponine has survived in worse rags before now.
"Put half in here and these are mine, and you have the rest. I can use your ribbon to do it up with, or a string or that."
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"That weren't the deal." She doesn't like charity, though she's not too proud to take it from the rich either. But Susan isn't rich. They're one together, thieves together now too. And if she gets caught, then she can tell on Susan too if they have half each.
"Here -"
She pulls her tunic hard: the coarse fabric has little give, and begins to tear. It's not enough though, and Eponine ends up looking at their feet for a sharp stone to pierce the material enough to allow her to tear a square free. Her prison uniform's ruined, but Eponine has survived in worse rags before now.
"Put half in here and these are mine, and you have the rest. I can use your ribbon to do it up with, or a string or that."