"Thats a maybe," Eponine says, raising her eyes to the tower. "They are mean, but it ain't scum. Scum is dirt, and none of them are. But look at us. I were dirty before I came, and it ain't getting the better."

She shakes her head. "I wish... I wish I could be up there though. Just for the day. Just to see. To wear something lovely and to have a hair washed and a clean face. I want..." she sighs. What's the point? It'll never happen.

Eponine leans her head back against the wall. "Shall we play a game, Susan?"