"I would have stopped! I told you I would have stopped!" Eponine practically howls. Never mind the feelings of the poor chap who she's murdered, Eponine is thinking only of the trouble she is undoubtedly in.
"Why didn't you believe me, you bourrique! Now look at the trouble you have caused for moving!"
She kicks out again, before wiping the blood from her mouth and sitting down heavily with her back to Waldo's body.
"What does it matter how many have I killed? I can't count so many. I run out of fingers and toes. I stop counting after the first man. Never women though." She gestures hopelessly. "Here, I do not know. But I am as dead as you now. You kill me, you see? My new master, my Sire, M'sieur Cesare, they will all kill me." She sighs hopelessly.
"Well, you are dead. I am dead. There is nowt to be done, except to hide your body. No one must know, you see, Sir. You ain't from here, are you? No one will know you or miss you. I might be spared if you don't peach on me. There ain't nowt to do now, is there? You may as well save me, Sir."
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"Why didn't you believe me, you bourrique! Now look at the trouble you have caused for moving!"
She kicks out again, before wiping the blood from her mouth and sitting down heavily with her back to Waldo's body.
"What does it matter how many have I killed? I can't count so many. I run out of fingers and toes. I stop counting after the first man. Never women though." She gestures hopelessly. "Here, I do not know. But I am as dead as you now. You kill me, you see? My new master, my Sire, M'sieur Cesare, they will all kill me." She sighs hopelessly.
"Well, you are dead. I am dead. There is nowt to be done, except to hide your body. No one must know, you see, Sir. You ain't from here, are you? No one will know you or miss you. I might be spared if you don't peach on me. There ain't nowt to do now, is there? You may as well save me, Sir."