Book One: Many Deaths

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VIII

Éponine and Marius continued walking around the town.

"So now that you're out of the hospital, what do you want to do?" Marius asked.

"Well I mean, what can I do? Tour France?" Éponine replied.

"I didn't mean like that." Marius chuckled. Éponine smiled.

"H-"

"Catch her!" Inspecteur Javert ordered. A group of officers ran after a girl. She was about fourteen.

"Hmm wonder what that's about," Marius said as he watched the commotion.

"Probably just trying to catch a thief. You know how that Inspecteur Javert is," Éponine muttered.

"Yes, he can be quite... harsh," Marius agreed. The two grew closer to where Éponine's parents lived.

"Are Enjolras, Bahorel, Courfeyrac, and the rest okay?"

"N-no. They... didn't make it." Marius hung his head.

"Oh."

"Yes. But they died for good cause; the betterment of the people." Éponine nodded dejectedly.

"Ah Éponine! So nice to see you. You had us worried sick!" Madame Thénardier stepped in front of Marius and Éponine.

Éponine began to protest, "You were n-"

"Oh but we were!" Monsieur Thénardier lied. He pulled Éponine into an alley. "After all, who's going to steal for me if you're not around?"

"Let me go. I don't want to steal for you," Éponine said angrily.

"You know, rumour has it that their is a thief who will do jobs for people. I would ask them, but, having you do it costs less."

Éponine kicked her father. She ran out of the alley. Her mother was talking to Marius.

"C'mon Marius, let's go." Éponine grabbed his hand and the two if the jogged off.

"What happened?" Marius asked.

"Nothing" Éponine said, out of breath.

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