Eponine actually paused long enough to snort in an entirely unladylike way. Mostly the not ever having been ladylike helped with that. But was the woman being serious. Her life? Cosette, Marius.
"My life was awful" she said incredulous. "I mean its not an exaggeration is it. My parents, loosing everything, the Rebellion, ...Marius... Its entertainment here?"
Who was that cruel?
"I truly... a Play?" she exclaimed.
She pulled down her cap a little lower. Was she known, her name, her deeds. Who would do that?"
"...Shopping? You mean to boutiques. Real proper ones?"