Eponine doesn't know where to go. Should she rush out? She wants to - but she's scared that Hattie will report her to the police for theft or even Ella's murder. She'd rather be stuck with Hattie than in a cell.

She goes up the stairs instead, and slams into the room where she had left her tattered dress. Slowly, she takes the fancy maid uniform off, and rips the stupid hat thingy off her head. There. No more maid. She put her own dress on.

But what to do now? She sat on the floor with her legs drawn up to her chest, thinking. What was she supposed to do now? Go back and apologise? She couldn't.

Leave Deadpool? Well, she'd have to do that. Not a chance was she staying with him if he thought of her as a free whore or a charity case.

But what now? She sits. Just sits. Her face is completely blank. She's calming down.